The Broken Souls Come Together {Zanvis} (Zane X Travis)

Chapter Twenty One

Travis' P.O.V.

  I told the guys that I was going to get something but really I was tracking down Garte. I had enough and I know where him and my father go at this time. I drove up to the place and got out making sure I had my knife ready.

  "DAD!" I growled. "Oh, my son how nice to see you." He said before he smirked "and nice to see you here when you haven't been here since you were 15." "You know why I'm here father. So tell me where he is. Or else" I said. "Oh but if I do that you won't see the best part." He laughed a little and turned some kinda wood wall around and there chained to it was Aph. "FATHER LET GO OF APHMAU RIGHT NOW!" I shouted. "tch tch... You know that isn't how the game works. You fight for her." He smirked. I look at Aphmau and wait Irene's relic. She has it... "Fight me." I growled.

  I turned into my demon-warlock form and pulled out my sword as so my father. "APHMAU, ZANE, GARROTH EVEN DANTE THEY ARE MY FRIENDS AND YOU KNOW WHAT THEY KNOW ME BETTER THAN MY OWN DAD WAIT SORRY FATHER!!!" I shouted. "Oh son you know better than to piss me off." He growled. "Yes Mr.Valkrum but you see. I was taught by a moran!" I said smirking a little.

  My father was about to lash at me before I saw Aaron clash swords with his. "You hurt Aphmau you hurt me, and you should be ashamed because even I know how to treat sons and friends better than you and you waaaaaay older than me." He smirked then again he has his mask covering his eyes though my father knew his voice. "Hello Lord Aaron or should I say former Lord." He smirked. I went up behind my dad and cut his arm then stabbed him in the stomach turning the sword slowly as he screamed in pain. "Aaron I got my father you get Aph." I said. "I'm afraid I can't let you do it alone Travis." Laurance said from the background with Garroth by him.

  "Did you really think we didn't know?" Garroth asked. "Well Laurance theirs a lot of shadows for you to use." (Read my other book!) "Perfect." He growled going into the shadows. "Now my role, let me see. Oh yeah. Hello my father." Garroth said turning and clashing swords with Garte. "Son, don't be so scattered." My own father stated. I pushed him down and went behind Garte and cut his arm. "You little--" He started. "I'm not killing you or him yet, but just a warning touch my boyfriend, talk to Vlyad, touch Garroth with those filthy unpure hands, or even dare touch my freinds you both die and slowly and painfully." I growled and pushed him down using magicks to make them pass out Laurance holding down my father.

~Timeskip to in the car!~

  "You are an awesome boyfriend Travis." Garroth said. I had a confused look and then asked "you are really accepting our relationship." "Though I still don't trust you with my baby brother, I will accept this Casanova with one Ro'Meave" He growled. Laurance just looked out his window for the rest of the trip. Wait isn't Laurance considered a Casanova too.

~Timeskip to dropping Travis off!~ Laurance's P.O.V.

  Garroth's words just ran threw my head, "I will accept this Casanova with one Ro'Meave. I guess he forgot but how. It was an important thing, next to being bi. "Laurance are you going to say anything?" Garroth asked. He drove up to our house and I walked up to my room and closed my door. Garroth took off the lock but I really want to be alone, so I put a 'Do Not Disturb' sign on it. I sat on my bed and started to cry. It broke my heart him saying that I wish it would leave my mind too 'I will accept this Casanova with one Ro'Meave.' Garroth knocked on the door, "Laurance please answer me..." His tone soft. "Please leave me alone, I just wanna think." I mumbled so he didn't know I was crying.

  He left and I went into my desk and found my old knife. The knife I used to cut with and my bracelet next to it, I took off the ones Garroth gave me and threw them in the desk. I grabbed the knife and sat down at my desk. I opened it up and rolled up my sleeves. I wonder what this would feel like now, relief or pain.