A broken street of broken words..//Danvis FF//

Our first fight..

~•Travis's P.O.V•~
People walk around with pretty smiles and happy faces. On this day so was I, walked around holding on to Dante's hand and laughing.

We entered our home and went to the kitchen. I sat down at our bench and looked at Dante. He seemed conflicted and angry or even sad.

I asked him what was wrong and told him he seemed a bit off. Little did I know I triggered the explosions inside him.

"Travis..what do you mean? I'm perfectly fine," He bitterly said.

"No. No your not. Did something happen..?" I say trying to sound not scared.

He looked at me. His navy blue eyes held a bitter look in them. His smile was replaced with a frown.

"Fine! You know what's wrong? Its you okay?! You're acting like a child instead of a adult!" He yelled.

I started shaking. My eyes widened and I looked at him in disbelief. He. Yelled. At. Me.

"I'm sorry okay?! I'm sorry for being myself! I guess that's a crime now huh?!" I yelled back.

I let out a shaky breath and I stood up and walked in front of him. I looked up at him and pushed him forcefully with my hands.

"But you can flirt with a bunch of girls? You don't even realize that hurts me every time you do! Right?!" My voice hurt. I never yell this much.

He looked at me in the eyes. His eyes softened on me. I could feel my eyes prick with tears. I never liked when people yelled at me.

"I'm sorry Travis. If you would have told me, I would have stopped. Sorry I yelled. Work has been pushing me lately," His voice was soft and gentle now.

"It's..fine. Just please take a break. Don't over work yourself. Its bad for you," I say meeting his eyes still.

He smiled and kissed my forehead. We soon acted like nothing happened. Everything went back to normal. I watched him. He seemed a bit at ease.

Oh how I wish I knew this wouldn't of been our last fight..

~Hey people! Here yah go! I'm just gonna say this most chapters will be told in Travis's perspective. Bye.~