The Demon and Me: A Travis X Reader Fanfic

Waking Up

Currently listening to Dollhouse by Melanie Martinez...

I forgot how much I loved this song. Now I'm going to go listen to the Nightcore version.

#That'sMyIntro
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Travis' POV:
Y/N looked beautiful while she was sleeping. Her hair was stretched out onto my chest, like sun rays stretching out across the morning sky.

She seemed so peaceful. Her breathing was slow and calm. She quietly snored, and I couldn't help but smile. She was adorable.

I sound like a creep, watching her sleep. I didn't mean to be a creep.

I couldn't go to sleep. I had to keep an eye on Mr. A**ton. (I'm using this name for him. Thanks, AarmauGarmauShipper ) I couldn't just let him leave. I didn't really know what to do. Ashton Gray was one of the most important people in the whole Ru'aun region! If I couldn't get the police to deal with him, then I would have to deal with him myself.

He was still unconscious. It's crazy that he's been out for this long, but I guess that my punch was really strong.

I can tell that he's still unconscious because with my demon senses, I can sense movement. There's no other significant movement in the house.

I also can't go to sleep because of my nightmare. I'm sure that my father has already made another nightmare for me after watching all of this go down.

Plus, how am I supposed to go to sleep when I know that Y/N is hurting?

It hurts me. It really does...

She had tear stained cheeks, swollen eyes, bruises and scars all over her.

She's hurting, and not only on the outside.

He hurt her heart. He made her weep and sob. He used her, he played her, and he abused her.

He's a monster.

He's a monster...

He's a wicked demon,

And he's a monster.

"Like you, son," my father whispered into my head. His words echoed through my thoughts.

"Leave me alone, father. I would never do anything like that to Y/N. Now get out of my mind. You have no right being there. You have no rights to me at all," I said in my head.

"Shadow Knights are born in the nether, and the nether is h**l. I'm the devil, son. I'm the king of h**l," my father said.

I froze, taking in his words.

The realization dawned on me; that my father very much let A**ton do this. My father let this monster do these terrible acts to Y/N.

My father works with Ashton. After all, apparently Ashton is a Shadow Knight, and where do shadow Knights come from?

My hometown.

They come from the same place that demons come from.

My father sent him. My father told Ashton to torture her once more!

My father is the reason that Y/N is hurting! I'm sick of this! I'm done with these games! I'm done! My father is going to pay for this!

My fists balled up, and I felt my father leave me to my thoughts.

Your POV:

I fluttered my eyes open, finally awake. It felt great to wake up next to Travis.

Sun rays seeped through the blinds, creating a few horizontal lines of light on the wall parallel to the windows.

I didn't want to get up. I felt safe in Travis' arms. This was the only place that I wanted to be right now.

My eyes stung, partially from crying the previous night, but mostly from the black eyes that I had.

Travis was already awake. I turned my head to see him looking at me. His white hair was messy and ruffled.

"Good morning, beautiful," he whispered.

"Good morning Travis the starer," I said. I laughed and ruffled his hair even more.

"Hey, I can't help it!"

Travis cocked an eyebrow, smirking. His eyes widened and he continued to stare at me.

I pulled the blanket up and over my head to hide myself.

I heard Travis adjust himself, but I couldn't tell what was going on.

Suddenly, I was lifted into the air by Travis. Travis sat me on his lap so that he could continue to look at me.

I giggled and quickly covered my face with my hands.

Again, I couldn't see anything because I was covering my face. I felt Travis move though.

After a few moment of nothing, I slowly uncovered my face. As soon as my hands left my face, I saw that Travis was a centimeter away from me.

He had a smirk on his face, and there was mischief in his eyes.

Travis quickly closed the space between us and kissed me. He kissed me gently, like if he applied anymore pressure, then I would break. I smiled behind the kiss, and I pulled him closer into it.

I pulled away smiling.

Travis put his hands on my waist and looked into my eyes. He was careful to not touch any of my bruises or wounds. "How are you feeling today?"

"My vision is a little blurry. I'm assuming that I have two black eyes. My whole torso aches. I feel a lot better than yesterday though."

Travis kissed my forehead. "Now, how are you feeling emotionally?" He asked.

"I feel safe near you," I whispered as I flopped beside him. "It still hurts, but it feels better," I said. I was talking about my heart. "What about Ashton?"

"He's still out like a light. Also, his new name is A**ton," Travis said. I didn't question how he knew that A**ton was still out.

I laughed. "I like that. It fits him very well," I said. "You must've hit him pretty hard. How did you knock him out?"

Travis tensed. "Remember? I'm a ninja!" Travis said. I chuckled. "Let's go get some coffee, coffee buddy. Afterwards, we can go and write on A**ton's face with Sharpie. Does that sound good?" Travis asked. I smiled. I knew that Travis was trying to lighten up the mood.

"That sounds amazing."
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WHO WANTS TO JOIN THEM AND DRAW ON A**TON'S FACE? MEEEE!!! Actually, no. I want to do something even better. I want to work with Zane to torture him. Who's in? XD Seriously, I hate Ashton. Why did I create him? I don't know.

Anyways, guys, thanks for everything! You guys are amazing, and I hope that you guys have a nice day or night. Love ya! Bai!