Is it wrong...If I love you? (SalxLarry)

Chapter 17 - You know who did it, don't you?

Hi...sorry for lack up updates, I had a mental breakdown and didn't sleep for 3 days...I'M FINE,I PROMISE!! (Yeah...they're totally fine...)Hmm, we are strange people (There are loads of us, so 'we' is appropriate) HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Sal emerged from his hiding place in the bathroom and had gone to his classes. Larry wasn't in any of his classes that day but when lunchtime rolled around, Larry searched the entire school looking for his boyfriend. Sal had gone back to the bathroom stall and began to softly cry, muffling his sounds under his mask so no one could hear him. Larry came to the bathroom and gently knocked on the stall door, he could hear Sal's small muffled sobs and knew he was it was him. 

"Sal...I know it's you...please open the door"

Sal banged on the door as a way of telling Larry to go away. Larry gently smiled and put his face up to the door,

"There's no use in doing that, dude. I'm not going anywhere."

Larry sat down and put his back against the wall . Sal moved himself so was doing the same on the other side of the door so all that separated them was the thin stall door. Sal took off his mask and slid it under the door to Larry, who picked it up and smiled at it in his hands. He knew Sal was listening. 

"Ok, now that you're listening to me. What's wrong, little blue? Tell me the truth"

Sal started to sob again, Larry quickly turned around and placed his hand on the door, he slid the mask back under the door so Sal knew he was trying to be supportive. He stood up and gently unlocked the door. Larry fell backwards into the cubicle and looked up to see the crying Sal above him. He shuffled into the stall so Sal could lock it again for privacy. Larry held his arms out for Sal to join him but the little blue boy shook his head and continued to stand over him. 

"L-larry... promise you wont get mad?" 

Larry could see Sal physically shaking as he tried to get his words out, he gave him a comforting look and shook his head,

"Of course, I could never be mad at you"

Sal nodded and slid down the wall so he was sitting opposite Larry.

"O-ok... You remember that something happened to be a while ago, that I never properly talked about, when someone else made hickeys on my neck? Well... I didn't tell you everything."

Larry opened his mouth to speak but Sal quickly shut him down before continuing,

"Biting my neck isn't all they did. They...they touched me and called me a slut, that's why I couldn't stand it when you did when we were fooling around... he tried to do himself but I got my hand free and punched his nose and ran off...It happened in here, you can see the dent in the wall where I was..."

Larry sat in stunned silence for a while before finally saying,

 "You know who did it, don't you? You lied to me..."

Sal put his hand on Larry's arm trying to calm him. He nodded and looked down, not being able to look into his eyes, knowing that he had lied. Larry lifted Sal's chin with one hand and wiped a few tears away with the other,

"I can overlook the fact that you lied to me, but you have to tell me who did it, now."

Larry stood up, his face twisted in complete anger. Sal stood up and blocked the door so Larry couldn't leave.

"It was...T-Travis..."

Larry looked as if he was going to explode, not caring to keep it private anymore, he shouted his response,

"TRAVIS! That fucking little bible basher, Sal you should have told me. He's going to be dead for hurting you!"

Sal could hear a few mutters from people who could hear the shouting outside, he put his hand over Larry's mouth so he would stop screaming,

"Shh! Lar-bear, its ok. I promise. I'm sorry for not telling you..." Sal began to cry again, instantly making Larry calm down and worry about Sal instead of Travis. Larry held his arms out for his boyfriend to shuffle into. Sal nodded and walked into his arms, taking in a deep breath so he could use Larry's scent to comfort him. The tall boy loosed his frame as he wound down from the adrenaline. He started to stroke Sal's head but Sal shook his hand off and looked up to him.

"Promise you're not gonna tell, or kill Travis?"

Larry laughed, trying to make a joke, 

"I'd never tell! But Travis is a dead man, lets hope his 'God' sends him straight to hell. Come on, lets get out of here."

Sal unlocked the door and walked out, reaching for Larry's hand as he went. Larry looked to the floor and noticed Sal's mask. 

"You forgot something, dude"

Sal put his hands to his face out of instinct and scrambled to get it on. Larry chuckled at his desperate attempts and walked out of the stall. A few people were staring from the other side of the bathrooms but he gave them a death stare and they quickly turned away. Sal turned around when his prosthetic was secure and smiled, Larry could always somehow tell when he was smiling even through his mask was on. Larry held out his hand for Sal to take, which he did, and walked to their next lesson which was about to start. Sal was still a little shaken but felt so much better now that Larry knew the truth. 

It wasn't long before the class had started and the students were put to work. Sal sat next to Larry in the lesson so he was perfectly happy and felt safe, they held hands under the table so they didn't feel so alone. Travis was sat at the back of the room talking to his friends for the majority of the lesson. As the bell went, most students rushed to get out of class. Sal and Larry never rushed so were usually the last ones out of class. Travis had also stayed at the back of the room, waiting for them.

"So, Fags. Is it true?"

Larry and Sal looked at each other in confusion. Travis tutted and rolled his eyes,

"That you two hooked up in the bathrooms? That's pretty sick homo's, the rest of us have to use those bathrooms after you leave."

Larry felt his blood start to boil, tempted to say something but he knew he shouldn't. Sal pulled the raging brunette back by the sleeve of his shirt,

"No, Travis. It isn't true. And why should it bother you?" Sal was trying to sound brave but was failing miserably. He kept looking back at Larry to make sure he wasn't going to do anything. 

Travis just laughed at the blue boy's feeble attempt at standing up for himself,

"Hmm, no need to get defensive, sodomite. It's just that you look so guilty walking out of a bathroom stall together and you haven't done your mask up yet, not to mention the strange sounds coming from 'our' stall."

As the blonde said 'our' Sal could feel Larry tense even more, trying to restrain himself. Sal started to shake as the memories came flooding back to him. Larry finally lost it,

"Listen here, Travis! I know what you did to Sal, and you're so fucking lucky to be alive right now. Just because you're GAY- yes Travis that is the right word- and you believe in some made up God does not mean you get to abuse an innocent person because you're not allowed to be gay!" 

Travis stepped back, fear growing in his eyes. He ran off before Larry could lash out at him, slamming the door as he went, just in case Larry decided to follow him. Larry turned and looked at the quivering Sal behind him and pulled him into a hug, repeatedly telling him he was sorry.

OOF, I fucking done it!!!!! Comic con this weekend so its been a bit tight to finish everything >.<