The Ro'Meaves (Garrance, Zanvis, & Vlyante)

Chapter 14

Zane's POV-
Ugh, I've been so embarrassed. After that spasm, everything just went wild. And it's all because I can't get over my stupid past. I hesitantly walked over to my new friend, Travis. That is, if he even wants to be my friend anymore. Travis averted his gaze from the window to my eyes. I took a few steps closer, and tried to find something to say.
Then he pulled me quickly into a tight embrace.
I held my breath. "Sorry...is this OK?" He whispered into my neck. Breathe in. Breathe out. Travis doesn't want to hurt you. "Yes..." I awkwardly wrap my arms around him, unsure how this works. I almost never accept hugs. But I guess, with all that's going on, it is an exception.
"Oh Zane, I am so sorry. I had no idea! And it's my fault you had to relive whatever torture you where put through. I just...I never knew...I should've been nicer..."
I pulled away from the hug and looked down. "Travis, it isn't your fault. It's Garte's."
I turn to see Vlyad dragging Dante to the bluenette's room. "Where ya going?" Travis asked, wiggling an eyebrow at Dante.
"Packing, you dirty-minded-" His words drowned out as Vlyad pulled him in the room and closed the door.
Travis laughed and I rolled my eyes. "Wait, um, I found this weird thing at a 'relics' shop, and it looked kinda cool. I wanted to give it to you as a sorry present." He pulled out a beautiful weird gem thing and placed it in my hands. "Be careful, it pricked me."
I ran a finger over it, and it pricked me too. "Ow! This is prickly."
I stated before pocketing it. "But thank you Travis, you really didn't have too."
Travis shrugged. "It looked cool and was cheap. Don't think too much into it." He replied, and I smiled to myself, hoping Travis didn't catch it. "Yeah, I won't. So...it looks like everybody's pretty busy over here....wanna come over or something?"
"Yeah, sounds cool." Travis smiled and we walked over to my house. "So...Zane...interests?"
You.
What?! Gah! Travis is really rubbing off on me with this flirting stuff. "Um, swords, black stuff, and..." Why not say it? I'm pretty sure everybody already knows. "I kinda like...ponies."
Travis smiled. "Well, I knew that, but I'm surprised you actually admitted it. I kinda like it to, to be honest."
"Really?!"
"Really."
"Wanna go watch My Little Horsies?!"
"Does Pinkie Cake like sweets?"
Oh my Irene! A new pony buddy! You know, today started out rough, but it's getting better. I messed with the gem in my pocket.
Maybe this won't be so bad after all.

(A/N): Oh dear Zane, it gets bad...really bad for you...anyone who can guess why gets a hug!