Escape // A Larvis fanfiction

Chapter three.

The fear and anxiety rushing through my veins are replaced with embarrassment and guilt when i realize it's none other than Sally Fisher and his closest friend Larry Johnson staring down at me, confused. Larry has more of a judgmental look than Sal does, but then again i can't exactly see Sals face a lot due to his prosthetic and it wouldn't be surprising if Larry was judging me more, he practically and literally hated me. I knew Sal was the one who called my name, he probably somehow convinced Larry to let him talk to me. Due to the way i treat pretty much everyone, Larry has a valid reason to hate me, but that's only because he doesn't know what i go through and why i hurt people. I know Larry's an affectionate and empathetic person, so if he did know he would most likely forgive me, but i didn't plan on opening up on my past any time soon.

"Are you okay Travis? You look terrified!"

I groan, picking my rain soaked body off of the ground off of the hard concrete ground before rolling my eyes to put that angry, irritated fake mask i use to cover up all my trauma and emotions.

"I'm fine. Leave me alone."

Larry's eyebrows perked up a little.

"Yeah, Lets leave him alone and go home Sal."

I mentally wished Sal didn't want to leave me. Not only did i need a place to stay really bad, but i also needed to make more friends really bad due to the fact the only person i ever technically actually spent time with was my father. Now that he's gone though, i'll have no one unless i go with them.

"We can't just leave him out here, Larry!"

"I beg to diffe-"

Larry is interrupted by Sally, who's pointing out how my blonde hair has red blood dripping from it as well as down my face. Both of their eyes grow wide, and i think Larry's slowly giving in.

"Look! He's got bruises all over him and he's bleeding...We need to take him home, please?"

Larry groans similarly to how i did earlier and looks up, running his hands through his long chestnut colored hair before sighing a little and looking down at the ground where i was previously anxiously laying.

"Fine. But only for tonight. Tomorrow he's going back to wherever he came from."

I mentally get really excited at the fact Larry agreed. I really hope this night goes well...