I just want to be the one you love (travis x sally face)

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sal's pov

winter break is finally over, i can't hardly wait to go back, and see all of my friends. full of excitement, i get myself ready for the day. i throw on my black sweater, and lace up my sneakers,

"sal! breakfast is ready!" my dad shouts from the kitchen.

grabbing my backpack, i run out my room and into the kitchen.

"thanks dad, love you." i say as i grab a piece of toast, and head out, "love you too sal."

i met up with larry outside the apartments, we walked to school with each other everyday. we carried out our usual routine, and chatted on the way about the ghosts haunting the addison apartments.

"so sally my man, any new ghosts?" larry said in an upbeat tone.

"nah, nothing new beside megan, but i haven't been able to connect with her in awhile."

we did small talk the rest of the way to school, and finally we walked through the gates. larry and i had different classes so we split apart before the bell rang.

i walked to my locker to grab the supplies i needed for my next class. science, great... i close my locker to see the school bully, travis. does he not have anything better to do then give me a hard time,

"hey look it's the faggot with no face!" travis teased with smirk.

oh god again with the nicknames, "what do you want travis?" i say obviously annoyed.

"i want you... to get out of my face you queer," he said standing awfully close looking down on me. he caressed my cheek, "go back to your homo emo group" travis said while licking his lips.

"yeah, I'm the homo one here," i said back to him, my voice laced with sarcasm.

travis's expression instantly switched to anger as i saw his fist barreling towards my face. i could taste the metallic liquid in my mouth.

"dude travis, what the hell?" he just looks at me with pity.

"ha pathetic." he said, and walked down the corridor till he was gone from my sight. i felt under my mask, yup he sure did a number on me. i better rush to the bathroom, science class can wait.

i ran down the hall, and entered the bathroom. didn't seem like anyone was there so i took my mask off, and washed my face. staring at my scars always did make me feel weird. god i wish i was normal. i looked down at the floor, and saw a crumpled up note by the trash can. looks like someone tried to toss it in but missed. might as well read it, it's not like i want to go to class anytime soon.

i picked it up and starting reading, woah looks like it was a confession letter. 'i know we don't really know each other and you probably have your opinions on me. i thought maybe if i told you how i feel, things could be different. the truth is i can't stop thinking about you. i'm crazy about you. i think you're amazing! but i know these feelings i have are wrong. it's not the way a boy should feel. shame swallows me whole, just writing these words. my father would kill me but i can't live in his shadow forever. I just.' it cuts off there. just a bunch of scribbles.

i hear the creaking of the stall door, and turn around abruptly with the note still in hand. it was travis. oh no, he saw. he looked like he was crying. his eyes were red and puffy. his eyes diverted to the note in my hand.

"where did you get that?" he approached me, and snatched it right out of my hands. his face went white.

"i'm so sorry." i said covering my face quickly. he took a deep breath, and placed his hand on my shoulder. i flinched at his touch.

"it's alright, i'm not gonna hurt you. and don't worry i won't tell anyone about what i saw." he said handing me my mask.

"what do you mean? aren't you afraid?" i said taking my mask back.

"what's there to be afraid of?" he replied with a warm smile. my cheeks turned pink.
"uhm t-thanks." i stuttered. i placed my prosthetic back on. travis started walking out, but i still had so much i needed to ask him.

"wait travis-" i embraced him from behind, he stopped in his tracks. i could feel his heartbeat speed up.

"please travis, don't go. that note, i need to know." i let go of him and he turned around. he looked like he was gonna cry again. i didn't want to pressure him into giving me answers, but i felt like it was for the best, i looked him directly in the eye, he turned away.

"you don't understand, i-i can't. trust me i would love to, but it's not that simple." tears streamed down his face, but his frustrated expression stayed.

"hey hey it's gonna be okay, you're fine." i tried reassuring him, but it was like it just made it worse.

"no, don't act so sweet to me. not after all the things i've done. i deserve this." he smiled weakly, and wiped away his tears.

"travis what are you talking about, don't beat yourself up like that. i'm sure whatever your going through isn't your fault, we can talk about it if you'd like?"

i smiled softly and he told me about his dad. he was a priest, travis had to live up to all his dad's standards, and it was getting to him. he didn't want to have to put up a perfect front when he was with his dad. he couldn't, he was miserable. that's when i realized travis wasn't so bad after all. he was just misunderstood and had a lot of issues he didn't know how to deal with. and he was actually really nice sometimes.

"thank you sally face, i'm glad i could talk to you about it." he sniffled. "no problem man, anytime."

a/n: haha suckers, don't you just love a cliffhanger? uwu well i hope you enjoyed. my friend miranda and i will try to keep you guys updated no promises tho.

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