Baby Blue (Sal x Larry)

-5-

Sal's POV

   Me and Larry head to the Locker Room. Larry and i have lockers right next each other. I sit on the bench thats beween the 2 walls of Lockers. Larry removes his shirt.
   My eyes couldnt help but to wonder. My eyes trace his back. He puts on his gym shirt. He unbuttons his jeans. Hes wearing his shorts under his jeans. I look at the ground.
   He turns around. "Ill wait for you.", he says and smiles. I smile back at him. We wait until everybody left the locker room. Larry turns around.

   I remove my shirt. I look back and make eye contact with Larry. "S-sorry.", he says. 'Now is the time to tell him.', i thought. I turn around. My shirt removed. "Larry... Youre my best friend, right?", i ask.
   He nods. "Of course.", he says. "No matter what?", i ask. "Yes of course. Forever until the end.", he assures. "Turn around.", i say. He turns around. "Wh-what about-", he starts.
   "This is something i kept from you and im sorry. I should have told you.", he says. He looks down at me and smiles. "You were born a female?", he asks.

   "I was. I try to keep my chest flatten using bandages.", i say. Larry hugs me. "Thank you for telling me.", he says. Then i hear clapping. Me and Larry turn to see Travis and 2 others.
   I put my shirt on quickly. Larry pushes me behind him. "What do you want Travis?", Larry snaps. Travis chuckles. "I want whats mine.", he says, grinning evily.
   "What is that suppose to mean?", Larry says. "Look at Sal's neck. Wipe the make up off.", Travis says. Larry turns to me. "What is he talking about?", he asks.

   I walk over to the sink. I take a paper towel and wipe the makeup away. I reveal the bruises Travis had left on me. I go back to them. Larry looks at me.
   His eyes show hurt and worry but also anger. "Im sorry, Larry...", i say. Larry hugs me. "How sweet...", Travis taunts. Larry keeps me behind him. "I want what is mine, Johnson.", Travis says.
   "Hes mine.", Larry says. Travis's eyes widen. "Oh really? How so?", he asks. "He sleeps with me every night. Hes always with me. He never leaves my side. Hes mine.", Larry says.

   My face heats up. Travis balls his fist in anger. "Grab Johnson.", he orders. The two go after Larry. They push him back against the wall. My heart stops. Larry looks at me. "Run, Sal!", he yells.
   I begin to run towards the door but Travis is quicker. He puts his hand on the door and locks it. I turn and see the other 2 beating Larry. I run to him.
   "Larry!", i say. They stop. I kneel next to Larry. I hold his face. Hes not awake. "Larry... I love you...", i say. I hold him tightly.

   Tears run down my face. I prop Larry against the wall. I stand up. I turn towards Travis and his friends. "You wanted me... Im right here.", i say. I unbuckle my mask. I toss it on the floor.
   Travis and his 2 friends look at me in horror. They see my mangled face. "Im... Right... Here, Travis.", i say with hot tears running down my face. "Leave.", Travis says to the other 2. They leave.
    Travis comes back to me. He pushes me up against a wall. He pins me against the wall. I grit my teeth. He kisses my neck and leaves deeper and darker marks.

   He separates my legs using his knee. His hands go up my shirt and under my bandages. My stomach turns. He turns me around and presses me against the wall.
   He rubs against my back side. Tears run down my face. He has my hands pinned against the wall. He grabs and pulls my hair. "You like that, dont you you, slut?", he says.
   I remain silent. Once hes done, he throws me on the floor. He looks at Larry. He chuckles. "Too bad hes alseep for this.", he says. He begins kicking and punching me.

   He stomps on my abdomen. I feel something crack. My breathing catches. It hurts to breath. Someone begins pounding on the door. Travis leans down. "Ill see you soon.", he says and leaves.
   My vision is fuzzy. My consciousness begins to slip. The door opens. A few blurry figures appears. They say something but i cant hear what they are saying. My vision becomes black.
   It replays in my dreams. Travis's touch. Him rubbing himself against me. Violating me. I scream and thrash. The event plays in my dreams over and over again. The sight of Larry only makes it worse.