Cigarette And Lavender(Halfway Edited)|| Salvis || Sally Face ||

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Travis's pov

"I'll see you later" Emile said as Sal and I climbed out of the truck. "I'm glad I got to meet you Sal, you have my number if you need anything," she added with a smile. He nodded his head, "you too,"

I offered her a small wave as she backed out of the driveway. I turned towards Sal, "I'm glad you guys got along," I hummed as I unlocked the back door.

He followed behind me as I went up the stairs, "Yeah, I can see why you like to be around her, shes very... animated," he laughed. When I stepped into my room I pulled my shoes off and set them to the side.

"Are you planning on staying the night?" I questioned, turning towards him. "Yeah sure" he shrugged pulling off his shoes as well, "but I'll have to have Larry bring my meds," I fell back on my bed as I watched him called Larry.

When he hung up he turned towards me, "He should be here in like ten-ish minutes," he said softly as he pulled his mask off and set it on my bedside table.

The bed dipped as he crawled towards me. He laid his head on my chest, before he looked up at me, "Did you have fun today?" He questioned.

"It would've been, if Emile wasn't trying to embarrass me the whole time," I huffed. "Oh it wasn't that bad, I'm glad you think I have soft hair and pretty hands," he snickered.

I sat up and threw a pillow at him. "Shut up," I groaned running my hand down my face.

His phone buzzed, and he picked it up before typing out a quick response and setting it back down.

He pulled my hands away from my red face. "No need to get all flustered, I think you're pretty too," he said with a smile. I let my head fall to his shoulder. "You're just making it worse," I replied, my face felt like it was on fire.

I could hear the soft hum of his heartbeat as my forehead rested against his shoulder. He slowly ran his hand through my hair, as I sighed in contentment.

I flinched at the sound of harsh footsteps trudging up the stairs. "God, Does Larry have to be that loud?" I questioned with a small laugh.

I felt him tense up, "That's...not Larry, he messaged me a few minutes ago saying he got caught up at home,"

My whole body stiffened and I began to slightly tremble. "What? Th-" My bedroom door creaked open.

In the doorway stood my father. His hair was tousled and he had a manic look in his eye. My heart dropped to my stomach. This was not going to end well and I knew it.

"What the fuck is this?!" He screamed, his hands shaking with rage. "I'm gone for a month and now you think you can bring fairies like this into my house?!" He went on.

"No! F-Father it's not like that!" I attempted. He marched towards the bed, my heart beating faster with each step.

I stepped in front of him trying to make sure he didn't get to Sal. He threw me to the side, as I fell I hit my head on the wooden bedframe, blood began to pool from my forehead.

Kenneth began to pull things from my shelves and desk, he threw each item as hard as he could.

My head was spinning and my vision blurry. A bittersweet feeling washed over me as Sal jumped from the bed to sit by my side. He was in danger, he had the chance to leave, so why wasn't he taking it?

Are you okay?!" Sal frantically whispered, trying not to redraw Kenneth's attention.

"Sal I'm going to say this once and you need to fucking listen to me, you're in serious danger right now and you need to leave while you can and if I dont see you again...Just know that these past few months were the best of my life" My voice cracked with emotion as tears welled in his eyes

"No, No Travis, do you even hear yourself? I can't just leave you here," he cried. I ran my thumbs over his cheeks, whipping away the tears that wouldn't stop falling.

"You're in more danger than I am, he won't kill his only heir, please Sal, I'm begging you just lea-" before I could finish my sentence he was aggressively pulled away from me by the back of his shirt.

"What makes you think you can just barge into my house and indoctrinate my son with your sin?!" He screamed, bawling the collar of Sal's shirt in his hand.

Sal trembled in his grip. "What you're not gonna fucking answer?!" He shoved him to the ground harshly.

He began to kick him in the abandoned. Sal curled in on himself trying to protect himself from the unmerciful beating.

Kenneth delivered blow after blow to his torso and head. I grabbed onto his foot, attempting to at least soften the impact. "D-Dad please! Stop! You'll kill him!" I sobbed in desperation.

"This is your fault, Travis! You were asking for this by bringing him here!" He screamed.

He pried my hand from his foot before stomping on it ruthlessly. I felt an agonizing crack go through my hand and I could feel excruciating pain pulsing through my palm and wrist. "Dad please! I'll do anything just stop!"

I used my uninjured hand to grab onto his foot, I tried to pull him to the ground but he just repeated the tortuous stomping.

Both of my hands were broken and there was nothing I could do. I sobbed in horror and pain as I picked up whatever I could grab off of the floor and began to throw it at him but it was no use, he just kept going.

When he finally got tired, he turned towards me, "Now clean this shit up and get him the fuck out of here!" He demanded as he stormed out of the room, leaving a mess of blood and heartache in his wake.

I crawled towards Sal with the last of my energy. Blood was pouring from the wounds on him and accumulating in a large pool on the floor. I brought my trembling hand to his face then down to his shoulder. "Get up, come on! You're s-so strong you can get through th-this!" I sobbed as I shook him violently.

I grabbed the phone from the bed, my hands shaking so badly I could barely hold it.

Blood smudged onto the scream as I clicked on Larry's contact, sobbing as I brought it to my ear. He answered on the third ring, "Hey du- what's wrong?" He questioned.

"Larry don't come h-here it's not safe, go to the hospital, S-Sal's hurt," I cried. "What the fuck happened? Is he okay?!" He asked frantically.

"I don't have t-time to explain, I have to call an ambulance," I said before quickly hanging up.

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I'm not sorry.