Travis - Scömìche Fanfic

Chapter 14

Mitch finally got a taxi to pull over and pick him up.

The driver looked concerned for Mitch but didn't ask questions.

The whole ride Mitch just looked out the window, emotionless.

Nothing on his mind.

Just for once. Relaxing.

There were people walking in the parks.

Children playing.

Owners walking their dogs.

"Why can't I have that life?"

Mitch always had to worry. He couldn't have Scott find out about Travis, he couldn't make Travis angry, the list goes on.

Everything was so stressful for him. There wasn't a time where he could just relax with Travis.

Every visit included injections, sex, alcohol, and punishments.

Mitch just wished tha-

"That will be $12, son."

Mitch broke out of his trance and pulled out money from his pocket.

Once he handed it to the driver, he exited the car and stares at Travis' house.

"Son, don't do anything that other people want you to do. Live your life the way you want."

Mitch looked to the driver who gave him a genuine smile.

The taxi drove off.

Mitch brought his attention back to the house in front of him.

With each step he took, more fear took over his body.

He just wanted one day where they can both relax. Like watching tv or maybe even go on a date.

Mitch approached the front door and knocked lightly.

A couple seconds later, Travis opened the door. He seemed more content than usual.

"Come in treasure."

Mitch entered and Travis closed the door.

"Are you ready to apologize?"

Mitch turned to look at Travis.

He heard a snap.

He looked down to the source of the noise and there was a whip in Travis' hand.

"No."

"Daddy?"

Travis came up close to Mitch and raised the whip.

"Yes Mitchie?"

"Can we... Um.. Go o-on a... Date?"

Travis' face softened. "A.. Date?"

Mitch gave half a smile. "Yes. It would be fun.. Wouldn't it?"

Travis brought the whip down.

"No punishments? No drugs? None of it? Like... A normal date? Maybe dinner and-"

"Mitchie, you still need to apologize."

Mitch started to notice Travis' grip on the whip tighten.

"I know daddy... But can I apologize without a punishment? Trust me, I've learned my lesson.."

Mitch pulled down his pants a bit to show his scars.

"Please? Just for tonight? Just to see how it goes? I promise I'll be good.."