A bad boy...T-Mills fanfiction

Chapter 8

About a week after the whole "door" incident things began to get better again, Travis would show up on time in the morning and after school and he was in an exceptionally good mood. On the next Friday night he took me to a movie and after that we went back to his house. His parents weren't home so we went into his bedroom and cuddled. While we were making out he whispered in my ear "I love you so much katie." He rose his head back up to face me and I was crying.

"I love you too Travis, so much."

I kissed his lips and began to pull off his shirt. He pulled me on top of him and began to unbutton my jeans. I pulled off my shirt and began pecking his chest. As I was about to kiss him, there was a huge bang. I got up from his bed, and he shot up. The bang came again, but it was more like a bang at the door, numerous times. Travis got out of bed and put his shirt back on, he opened his bedroom door and walked into the living room towards the front door. I leaned against his door frame and listened, peaking my head into the living room.

Travis opened the door and I heard mumbling. I could only make out some parts of what they were saying.

"Do you have my stuff?"

"Not yet, it takes time bobby give me another day or two, please."

"Are you kidding me? It's been a fucking week. I gave you a beating once I can sure as hell do it again. "

"Oh god shut the fuck up bobby you'll get your fucking pills."

"I better"

"Oh yeah? Or what? I won't get my money, I don't care anymore you're my last customer, I'm done with this shit."

"Aw is your leash a little tight there Travis? New whore got you whipped?"

All I heard after that was a huge thud. I ran into the living room to find the same guy I saw at school laying at the door with an egg on his head and some blood. I jumped, covering my mouth as I squealed in terror.

"What the hell Travis?! Why did you do that?!" I screamed at him, running up to him and smacking him on the arm.

"He was being a dick, so I took care of him, no big deal." He said, pushing the boys body out into the hall and closing the door.

"Yes it's a big deal! Someone is gonna see him and call the police about it! He's unconscious and bleeding!" I yelled at him, running back into the bedroom and putting my shirt back on. I pulled my boots on and fixed my hair. As I walked out I grabbed my coat.

"I'm not dealing with this shit Travis, first you lie to me about selling pills now you smash a guys head against the door and leave him unconscious in the hallway? No way. I'm Outta here. Call me when you have your life put together, until then don't talk to me." I opened the door and sat the boy up, calling an ambulance and trying to wake him up. Travis just looked at me and said nothing. He closed the door and locked it.

After the ambulance took the boy away I called my mom to have her pick me up and take me home. When I got home I went straight up to my room, closed the door and grabbed a pillow, smashing it into my face and screaming as loud as I could.

"I HATE BOYS! GO FUCK YOURSELF TRAVIS." I screamed into my pillow, falling on my knees and sobbing. I hated this, I hated that I just said I love you to a boy I barely knew, a boy who kept secrets from me and showed me who he really was tonight. He was a mistake, I made a huge mistake ever loving him.

That night I didn't get any texts or calls from him, not even a DM on twitter. The whole weekend I focused on my art project and history paper. I went out with my friends and read outside by the fire pit with my mom.

Finally Sunday I heard the phone ring early in the morning, I heard my dad answer it and he came into my room and handed me the phone.

"Hello?" I mumbled, still very much asleep.

"I need you. Like a lot. I made a huge mistake katie I'm in so much trouble."

It was Travis, he was on the other side sobbing into the phone.

"Where are you?" I asked him.

"The police station.."