Reality (Salvis)

𝙏𝙬𝙞𝙨𝙩

September 25th 1993 - Saturday

𝗧𝗪𝘀: 𝘀𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗼𝗳 𝗽𝗵𝘆𝘀𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹 𝗮𝗯𝘂𝘀𝗲 [•.]

Travis POV [✞]

I wiped my mouth and stared at the dirt floor "asshole" I muttered under my breath. I'd been wandering outside for a couple minutes now.

When I came home from school my dad immediately started barking at me. Of course, he was mad about the same old shit. My grades aren't any good, I don't try hard enough. I look like shit, I'm not presentable. Whatever bs he could nit-pick at me for.

Obviously yelling at me wasn't enough and he decided to get a couple hits in. Eventually I figured he just didn't want me there so I left. [•.]

I wanted to go back home but I didn't want to go back to him. Plus I only stomped out my cigarette a few minutes ago, my face was still wet and my eyes were still red. I'll go back once I look less like I'm having an allergic reaction to something.

The only good part about him running me out of the house was the fact that I got to walk down this nice path by my house. I always liked walking down here, usually nobody was around either. I just wish it wasn't because the only time he'll let me run off on my own is when he's pissed at me.

I guess it's my own fault. I don't try hard enough at school.

I stopped in my tracks as I heard some commotion nearby. Huh.. people don't usually wander by here. I quickly went off to the side and hid amongst a few trees hoping none would notice me.

As the talking got closer I could slowly see more and more of the group.

Just my luck. Sally Face and the three freaks were walking on MY trail. I know I'm supposed to be 'nicer' to him now or whatever but it was getting increasingly harder with how much he's been buzzing around lately.

I tried to quietly step back into the trees. I have to get out of here. My head stayed focused on the group coming closer as I tried to silently walk away. As I kept walking backwards with my eyes focused on them I misstepped. My foot placed on an uneven rock and before I knew it my ankle gave out and I swiftly fell on my ass.

No point in trying to be quiet now. I whined and held my ankle. Fuck that hurt.

"Travis? Are you alright?" I heard Sal speak. Clearly not, jackass. I looked up at him "I'm fine Sally face ..  I just- fell" Larry winced "Jesus Christ what the fuck happened to your face" he said with a laugh. Sal lightly smacked his arm then looked back at me "do you need any help?" He asked.

I thought for a moment. My house wasn't far away. I guess I could walk there but I didn't really want to. My ankle was throbbing and I knew the second I'd come to my dad he'd blame me. But what other option is there? For god's sake Travis be reasonable for once.. he's offering to help. 

"Yeah." I replied reluctantly. If it was any other minor injury I'm sure I would've said no. I would've walked it off and dealt with whatever lecturing my dad wanted to yell towards me for hours.

Unfortunately, I don't have the privilege to be stubborn right now. My face was all fucked up and my ankle burned just sitting here.

I could see they all seemed a little surprised by my response "Okay uh..can you move it? Do you think it's broken?" Broken? God it better not be. I mean..the pain was awful. I whined a little as the shock of pain ran up my leg. "I..I'm not sure" I could see Sal back away as I said that.

"Let's get his ankle on ice first, come on" Todd went up behind me "What?! We're helping? Since when?" I feel like throwing up. "Larry his ankle might be broken we aren't going to leave him" Ashley took my hands "Uhm Ash that's the same asshole who BROKE MY NOSE in middle school. Why should I bother helping with his stupid ankle" he's seriously still holding onto that?