"Zane?" Travis mumbles, rubbing his eyes. He just woke up to the sight of Zane laying next to him with a tear-stained face. His eyes were closed and he wasn't moving but Travis knew he was awake.
A few moments pass with no response from Zane. Travis, more worried than before, reaches out and places his hand gently on the others cheek.
"What's wrong?" He whispers. Still no response. "Zane?"
"I'm fine," Zane whispers. Both males know he's lying. Travis has never been good at comforting people. He usually just freezes up.
"What's wrong?" The white-haired male repeats, beginning to stroke the others cheek with his thumb.
"I heard what Garroth told you last night. Don't worry. I'm fine. What happened when I was younger doesn't matter anymore," Zane whispers, tears starting to pool in his eyes that still remained closed.
"What happened when you were younger?" Travis asked, finally becoming fully awake.
Zane doesn't answer. The room is silent for what seems like a lifetime but was only minutes.
"It's alright, you don't have to tell me," Travis whispers, still stroking Zane's cheek lovingly.
"I was thirteen. No one really liked me back then. Kind of like now. But Garroth and Vylad wanted to go to the park to play soccer or something and my mom thought it would be a good idea to make me go with them." Zane opens his eyes and looks into Travis'. "I met this guy there. He was maybe 17? 18? Something like that. Well, he started talking to me. I didn't really talk back, being the antisocial person I am. He didn't like that. In the end, I was found in an ally with a pain in my head and drugs in my system. I'm not exactly sure what happened. No one really is. They believe that I was going to be raped but something happened and he ditched me. I don't know. It was a long time ago." Zane takes a few breaths in. He hasn't talked about this since it happened.
"Nothing like that will ever happen again," Travis says firmly. Zane drops eye contact. "Hey," the white-haired male grabs the others chin. "I promise. Not when I'm around, at least."
"Thanks, Travis," Zane whispers, cuddling into the other male. Travis begins to stroke Zane's hair, lulling both to sleep once again.
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Save Me From Myself - Zanvis (ON HOLD)
FanfictionDepression is a terrible thing. Zane had to learn that the hard way. It overtook his life. He was starting to fade away. That was until Travis stumbled into his life and changed everything. There are some heavy subjects in this story, just want t...
