Enemies (Travis Phelps x Reader)

Chapter 25

I'm really sorry for not updating two days in a row, I think I might take a short break from it again. Only a day or two though, so don't worry. I'm going back to updating everyday when exams are out of my hair.

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
N/N=Nickname
F/A=Favorite animal

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Travis P.O.V

       

 "I can't believe you!"Y/N yelled at me, pushing all of my belongings to my chest, making me fall back. "Why the fuck couldn't you have stayed away from him? I told you before!"She shouted more. Her messy H/C hair was all around her face. Her puffy red eyes from crying.

 Looking at her, I felt like time was moving slow. "I-I can explain! It w-was him! Not me!"I mumbled at her, trying not to raise my voice.

 "I know you're fucking lying, Phelps!"Y/N piled more of my stuff on the first box. "I'm keeping our son though. I don't care if you want to keep her. You can go off to some other family and screw whoever the hell you want!"She yelled some more.

 "I-It's not my fault..."I whispered, dropping my stuff. I've finally snapped. "IT'S NOT MY FAULT, Y/N!"I shouted back at her. "You need to stop blaming shit on me!"I took a step towards her, than what I did next reminded me of what my father would do to me. 

 I slapped her right cheek. And it wasn't a light slap either. It was that type of slap that made her whole face turn with it. "I thought I already told you, Phelps."Y/N mumbled, and I could see the tears pouring down her face. "Get the hell out before I call the cops."She whispered quietly, than pointing towards the door.

 "Whatever, you crazy bitch."I spat back at her, not regretting a thing. What the hell did I do? Cheat with her, obviously. But with who? Goddamn, I must've been drunk that night then...Some Christian I am...

  Right as she slammed the door, I saw the light and I followed it.

 I woke up in a cold sweat. Holy shit, what the hell was that? Y/N would never do that, right? Maybe I shouldn't have became her boyfriend just yet. Maybe I should've waited. Oh great, now I'm second guessing myself. Just what I need.

 Suddenly, the smell of marijuana filled my nose, making my face scrunch up. Taking a look around, I felt so lost. Where the hell am I? Either Sally Faces' or Larrys' room. Definitely not Y/Ns'. The room was tinted with a red light. I looked at Y/N headbanging to some Satan music.

 She stumbled over my way, while Sally Face and Larry were still headbanging. Y/N crawled on top of my legs, right close to my crotch. I breathed in, and shakily let one back out. For some reason, Y/N was rubbing my face. First she ran her index finger over my jawline, then she went for my cheekbones.

 In a British accent, Y/N spoke. "How was that, love?"She asked me, making me tense. Love? She's going British alright..."Are you awoke now?"Her grammar was all off. It didn't help that the stench of weed increased, so that was a signal that Y/N is high.

 Of course, after that dream-no-nightmare, I'm even more concerned. Sweet Jesus, why did she have to be like this now? "Y/N? Are you okay?"I asked her, with an obvious worried voice. But right after saying this, she just giggled and placed her index finger on my lip, dragging my bottom lip down. God, she's acting like we're about to have intercourse. "Seriously, are you okay?"Despite being in the situation, it was pretty funny to see Y/N like this, so I let out a small chuckle.

 Suddenly, Y/N plopped herself down on my body, her arms were holding me. "Oh Travis, I'm better than ever!"She yawned, her H/L hair tickling my face. As I wrapped my arms around her waist, making sure she didn't fall off, she nuzzled her face in the crook of my neck. "You're going to the dance with me, okay?"I squirmed as she sent vibrations through my neck.

 I won't be surprised if she won't remember this. Poor girl, she's probably really tired...I won't blame her. "Uh, yeah...S-Sure!"Hugging her tighter from the shock, I mumbled back with blush dusted across my face.

 I could tell that Y/N went to sleep, but I couldn't. I didn't want that dream to continue. Lord knows what would happen next after that. Looking towards Larry and Sally Face, well, they were going at it pretty hard.

 Sally Face finally stopped to see me staring at the two. He kinda awkwardly waved at me, but then Larry dragged him back down to his lips. And there we go...They were back at it again...Great.

 "W-Well, I think I better take Y/N back up."I randomly said, pushing her limp body off of mine lightly. There was no response, so I quickly picked her up bridal style and rushed out of the room, bumping into a log brown haired woman. I turned back to face her. "I-I, uh, I won't go into Larrys' room if I were you..."I warned her quickly before running to the elevator, being careful that Y/N doesn't wake up.

 No matter what I do, she probably won't. Hell, she's knocked out. I think that's it for her today. Finally, I was brought to our floor, and I walked in the room, and my eyes directed to Mrs. L/N looking at pictures. Something told me she was crying, but thankfully she didn't hear me, or notice me.

 "You grew so much, Travis..."Mrs. L/N spoke softly, rubbing her thumb over the picture gently. "I'm glad you've finally came back to me..."Then her hand went to rub her face, making sure the tears didn't fall.

 This broke my heart. I knew she reminded me of my mother, but I never knew she was actually my mother...So, I shut the door, making her flinch, looking at the door. "U-Uh, hello, Mrs. L/N! Y/N is kinda tired, so um, I'm gonna put her to bed..."I awkwardly made my way to our room. "Lord Jesus, what the actual fuck?"I whispered to myself, gently placing Y/N into her bed, moving hair out of her beautiful face.

 If you're there Lord, please tell me that I'm dreaming again.