Enemies (Travis Phelps x Reader)

Chapter 6

Y/N=Your name
L/N=Last name
F/C=Favorite color
F/F=Favorite food
F/S=Favorite subject
H/C=Hair color
H/L=Hair length
E/C=Eye color
S/C=Skin color

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Travis P.O.V

"W-Where did your b-black eye come from?"Hearing this made my head spin, I was about to fall down on my knees, but I knew I couldn't, I had to stay strong. But why? Out of everything she could've asked, she asked that...If anything I would've preferred her asking what my sexuality is.

 I tried to avoid eye contact, it didn't go as planned. I probably looked like hell. Talking about that place, I'm definitely going there for feeling this way about Sal...It's not my fault though...I promise...

 Scratching the back of my neck, I sheepishly smile. "Yeah, well...Y-You see..."I looked at Y/N, tears forming in my eyes. She was looking at me, with a soft smile forming on her lips. It's rather obvious that she was waiting for my answer. I just couldn't speak, I couldn't...It was like a lump in my throat, that was blocking me from saying anything that would be the truth.

 All I could say was a lie. That's all I can say, not the truth. The truth will get me nowhere. "I-uh...I fell down some s-stairs..."I looked directly at her eyes, waiting for her eyes to show me something.

 What she did next, well, I didn't really expect this at all. "Hey, you know you don't have to lie, right Travis?"Y/N whispered softly, wiping my tears away. "I understand if you don't want to tell me right now, but I'm always open to talk, okay?"

 "Y-Yeah...I pro-"Right when I was about to speak, I rudely got interrupted by the sound of a door opening. I looked at the door, and before I could turn my head back, Y/N was shoving me into the stall, with her following right behind me. I made a small shocked noise, that somehow came out of my mouth.

 "Shhh"Y/N hushed me, putting her finger on my lips. I tensed up, and grabbed her hand, pushing it down, so her finger wasn't touching my mouth anymore. I released her hand and crossed my arms.

 Hearing the sink tap run with water, I knew who it was. I didn't even need to hear the snapping sound of his prosthetic. It's Sally Faces' everyday routine. I look down to see Y/N, who was covering her mouth, trying to quiet down her breathing. She sat down on the already closed toilet seat, so her shoes could not be seen.

 The water stopped, and the footsteps were coming closer. I got down on my knees, and I put my elbows on the toilet seat, right next to Y/Ns' thighs.

 "Travis, are you in there...again?"A soft masculine voice spoke with ease. Ugh, why now? Out of all the times, he had to be here now...This stall isn't the biggest either, so Y/N and I are pretty much taking up all the space that we can, but yet somehow, we still aren't touching.

 Y/N looks at me, with sparkles in her eyes. Is she about to cry to? Maybe, but probably not. Even if she was, why would I care? I only need myself, my father and He; God.

 Saly Face knocked on the stall door, waiting for a response. I cover my mouth. Y/N still has the note, so there's no way Sally Face can possibly find it, or read it. So that's off of my worrying list, thank God...

 I take two deep breaths, letting my hand reach for my hair, roughly running my fingers through the messy blond hair, making myself look a just that much more presentable. 

 "No shit, fuckwad. What the hell do you want?"I spoke with sourness in my voice, I looked over at Y/N with a expression that said 'Sorry' over and over again. There was silence, Sally Face wasn't responding. "What are you? Too much of a fag to respond?"I heard Y/N shuffle around, which made Sally Face shuffle around.

 "Are you in there with someone, Travis?"Sally Face asked, have a rising suspicion. "I swear to god, if you're hurting Y/N in there-"

 "What?! No!"Y/N shouted with a loud voice. "Sal, we were just talking and then you came in, so I had to do something!"She got up from sitting on the seat, lending out a hand for me to grab. I held her hand, while she pulled me up off of my knees gently.

 Her facial expression was not easy to read at all. I couldn't tell if she was mad, sad or happy. "Sal, please believe me..."She whispered, unlocking the stall door and opening it, showing 'The' Sally Face!

 He crossed his arms and looked away, but I could feel Y/N shrink behind me, peeking her head out to see Sally Face now and then.

 "Alright fine..."Sally Face whispered, followed by a scoff. "But if this guy,"He pokes my chest with his finger, making me back up. "Ever hurts you, Y/N..."Sally Face cracks his knuckles, earning a big grin from Y/N. "I will personally find any type of way to humiliate him and make him suffer..."Sally Face finished, and hopped up, then walking away. "Have a nice day, Y/N!"

 Y/N still had that grin plastered all over her face. "And the same to you, Sal!"She shouted back, and got out of the bathroom stall, facing me. "Now that that's over with, don't we still have some of lunch to attend to?"She patted her clothes down, trying to get rid of the dust that was on her F/C sweater and black jeans.

 I scratched my head, in a thinking way. I hummed, looking up at the ceiling. "Depends what time it i-"

 The bell rang. As I go to look back down at Y/N, she's already pulling me out of the bathroom. "What class do you have next?"She asked me with a small smile on her face. "I have F/S next! Yay!"She cheered. I pull out my schedule from the back of my short pockets.

 I peer down at it, searching for my next class. "Ah, so it seems we have different classes next, but after that we have the same classes"I spoke with great ease, trying not to seem so awkward. The only time I speak to someone is when I'm apologizing for my actions, or bulling someone. But being nice? Having a friend?

 "Will you walk home with me, Travis?"Y/N asked, her sparkling E/C eyes looking up at me. I stumbled back, shocked.

 Fiddling with my fingers, blush slightly shows across my face. "Y-You...I..."I managed to spit out. "I-I mean..."I regain my poster, breathing in, puffing on my chest while putting my hands on my hips. "Of course I will walk home with you, Y/N"Her big smile filed the room. 

 Dear Lord, how can I survive having a good friend like Y/N?