🖤A Zanvis Fanfic💚

Part 4

* Travis's POV *

I was walking through the upstairs hallway with Zane as we came closer to my room. I stopped at my door but didn't say anything about it. "Wich room is yours?" Zane asked as he looked at the three doors in the hallway

"Well try to guess, it isn't that hard" I giggled a little as I look at him. He looked at the two white doors, then at the the light green door that said 'Travy' with small glitter letters

"Yeah thought so, but I just wanted to be sure. Travy" he giggled a little. It warmed my heart to see him smile a little, it was adorable.

"I-It's Just a nickname my dad used to call me when I was little, and he never stopped using it" I nervously giggle as I looked at the glitter letters that I put on the door with my dad when I was 5.

"I think it's cute....my mom calls me ZuZu..." he said a bit embarrassed as well. I smiled a bit as I said "well I think ZuZu sounds adorable too"

He smiled at me as I opened the door to my bedroom. We walked inside and I closed the door behind us. I sat down on my bed as Zane scanned my room and its decorations. "What do you think?" I asked him, snapping him out of his trance

"I-it's really nice, t-the color theme really suits you" he said as he sat down beside me on my bed. "What does your room look like?" I asked

"My room has black walls, all kinds of posters on the walls, a desk with a computer on it, a bed of course and some other decorative stuff" he said as he was probably thinking of his room

"That's so cool!" I said as we talked some more. Then I finally found the courage to ask him what I wanted to ask

"Zane.....is it okay if we talk a bit about what happened......and you.....?" Zane was silent for a moment as he looked down at the sheets of my bed where we were sitting on

"I-If you're n-not comfortable with I-it you don't have t-to, I-it just-"

"It's okay Travis, if it's to much I'll say it" he said still looking down. I nodded and started talking again

"Why did Gene hurt you?"

"Gene..... I don't really know. Garroth and my parents apparently know but to keep me safe they won't tell me. They just said to avoid him at all times.."

"I see, must be anointing not knowing huh?"

"Something it is, but I trust them"

"Zane I also wanted to ask you, why do you think so bad about yourself?"

Zane stayed silent for a few moments, then spoke. "This is about what I said in the hallway, isn't it?"

"Y-yes"

"Travis, I-I wasn't t-thinking straight because of the stress" I could hear he was lying as his voice broke a little

"Zane you don't have to lie to me" I said as I took his right hand

"I-it's just s-some things t-that are g-going on.."

"Yeah that was the next thing I wanted to ask you...... G-Gene said s-something a-about you...................c-c-cutting..." I trailed off

Zane froze up as small tears started rolling down his face. "I assume by that it's true?" I asked a bit scared

He slightly nodded, as he still didn't say anything. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked-"

"No Travis, it's alright. Did you just wanted to know that or do you wanna know something about it. If you have any question you can ask them" he said as he finally looked up at me

"How long has this been going on?"

"I started cutting about a year ago. I've been trying to stop but then, that urge to cut is too big and I start cutting again"

"Does it hurt?"

"Well the cutting itself, yes it kind of does. But the pain of being too weak to stop is way worse then any cut I make"

"C-can I see?" I asked as I looked deep into his beautiful eye(s)

"Mhm" he nodded and I let go of his hand. He used his right hand to role up his left sleeve as I looked at his wrist. As expected his wrist was covered in cuts, some a bit smaller, some a bit bigger

"L-last question, w-why?"

"Every time that I'm scared or nervous or anything I feel pain. The pain of cutting is sort of.... relieving...... and since I'm already ugly a few cuts don't matter...."

"Zane, don't you EVER say that again!" I said as I put my hands on both sides of his face.

"You only say that to make me feel better, we both know that I'm ugly.."

"Zane you're not! You have beautiful icy blue eyes that sparkle in the sunlight. You have gorgeous black hair that is as soft as a puppy, cute freckles, a soft skin..."

Zane's cheeks turned slightly pink at my words as I whipped his tears away with my thumbs.

"T-Travis..."

"Z-Zane..."

I slowly pulled down his mask with my left hand as I kept my right one on his cheek

We both leaned in closer as our lips touched. It felt so right, I never felt this way with Katelyn....

"Hey Travy, time for your me-"

"Ah-!" Zane an I both screamed in shock as we broke away and jumped a little

"Ohw Sorry bud, didn't know you were THAT kind of friends" my dad giggled as he leaned against the wall a bit

"D-dad w-we are n-not!" I said with a bright red face out of embarrassment

"Suuuurree bud, I just came here to give you your meds" he said as he handed me a pill and a glass of water

"Thanks dad" I said as I put the pill in my mouth and swallowed it with a sip of water

My dad left the room as I put down my glass and looked over at Zane. He was sitting there, wide eyed

"Oh gosh, was I that bad a kisser?" I said a bit scared

"N-no! Y-you were amazing, I just never kissed someone before!" He squealed a bit turning red

"A-amazing...?"

"Y-Yeah......b-but I was more shocked about something else"

"What is it?" I asked him with a smile

"Are you on meds?"