I just want to be the one you love (travis x sally face)

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"TRAVIS PHELPS!"

I heard the monstrous yell of my father, my eyes were tightly closed in fear that father would slap me, "get your ass inside right now or so help me lord I will..." why did he stop? I slowly started to open my eyes to see my father glaring at sal. I move my head in order to try and get him to leave, it worked...

Father gripped my arm, I could feel his nails digging into my skin as he dragged me away. He threw me inside and slammed the down... I knew what was gonna happened next the second after he unbuckled his belt.

He started to yell and whip me with the slip of the leather. I could heard the sound of the leather hitting my skin. Pain. Pain was searing into my body as the punishment got worse. He slapped my face repeatedly and gave me a bad black eye. How I am gonna cover this up, what is sally gonna think, I'm screwed...

I tried to go to sleep the the pain didn't let me. I laid in my bed with so much discomfort I didn't sleep a wink. Schools gonna suck...

My alarm for school went off and I don't know why, but I got ready for school, dumbass, what do I even tell sally face, "Hey my dad saw us kiss and beat the living crap out of me?!" No that's stupid, should I ignore him? I think that's my best option here, sorry for what I'm about to do sal.

I walked into the living room to hear my father yelling at my mother, and my mother screaming at my father. They don't want to be together, but divorce wasn't an option.

Before my father could see me I slipped out of the house and made my way to school, god the last thing I wanted was to hurt Sal but what am I supposed to do? If I don't do this then I might be putting Sal at risk, if my father was to see him again then I'm sure he wouldn't miss the opportunity to drag him into my mess. It's too bad really, right after Sal and I shared a kiss too..

My face turned red just thinking about it, but I knew that it was for the best. I took a deep breath and walked into the school with not a single emotion displayed on my face. I made my way to my locker and sure enough he was there waiting for me.

"Travis, I'm so sorr-" he started.

"Get out of my way." I said coldly pushing him to the side to open my locker. He let out a small gasp and grabbed my arm

"Travis why are you acting like this? What happened?"

This was one of the hardest things I could do right now but I knew it was for the best.

"I said get out of my way, loser." Every word almost weighing me down, it's not what I wanted at all.

"Trav.." He sounded desperate..It took everything in me not to just melt by hearing his voice. I kept a straight face got all my things together, leaving without saying a word to him.

No. I gotta stay strong, it's for Sal. I took a deep breath and just brushed him off. I walked to class and left him hanging.

Lunch rolled around and as usual I sat by myself. Sal looked so sad- no it's totally fine, I mean he's gonna be better without me anyway. My mind started wondering, what if he gets over me like nothing?

Lunch ended and the question just couldn't leave my mind. I didn't feel like going to class, I hid in the bathroom. I sat in the last stall and tried to collect myself. I touched my cheek only to be greeted with a sting. Looking down at my hands I felt so hopeless. It's been a day and I can't seem to pull it together. I need to, I have to, it's the only thing I can do for him, stay as far away from him as possible.

My thoughts were interrupted when I heard someone dash in the bathroom. They were crying.. I peeked through the crack in the stall and it was Sal. He didn't seem to notice me. He looked at himself in the mirror and looked around the bathroom, I made sure he didn't see me. He took of his mask and washed his face, he was gorgeous.

A/N: OKAY um SORRY i posted this cuz it was in my drafts and i sincerely apologize for being gay and dumb and gay. ive been super busy with high school so if i have any free time i will try and post short updates. thanks for all the support!🥺 i LOVE you guys !!🥺🥺