I'm in love with a murderer (sal x Travis)

Chapter:1 page 6

Sal's POV
"I'm going to clean you're leg and you're going to let me."travis States. "No I'm not." I say "do I need to hold you down. I mean I could tie you down but that would be a very awkward situation." "That would in fact be awkward...but no I'm not letting you clean my leg you're not touching my leg or coming near my leg." "Fine I tried to give you an option but no." He starts walking over to the edge of the bed crouching down. "Wait no your not gonna actually do it." "As i said if you wanna do this the easy way then we can but you won't cooperate with me."

(•TRAVIS'S POV•)
Sal didn't agree to let me clean up his leg so I went to the edge of my bed to make it look like I was getting something to hold him down I actually wasn't I'm not going to do that. So I just pulled a Parent trick when you act like you're gonna get something just to make them think that you are gonna do it? I don't know how to explain it. I get a random box I have and make it look like I was looking threw it. "Okay fine." Sal says "Pardon?" I say looking up at him from the end of the bed. "Why do you even have to clean my leg I can do it my self." (Okay you know what sal how dare you question the author I am disappointed in you,dishonor on you and dishonor on your cow.) "Okay fine clean your thigh. I say throwing the a rag at him then point to the bowl of warm soapy water. He looks at the bowl then to the rag then we make eye contact. "Then get out." I don't say anything I just leave the room and close the door behind me. Once I get down the stairs I hear the front door open. "It's ash!" I hear her yell. From the door. She walks to the kitchen and I follow her peaking over her shoulder to see what she has in the bags. "Dude what are you doing?" Ash says. "Seeing what the hell you got." "You're like a fucking child." "And you like a bitch." I say still hovering over her shoulder. "I got food you know the real kind and not that fast food shit." She says. I ignore her comment. I see a medical kit and look threw it. "I did some research because I couldn't fine a actual sewing thing that you can use a regular sew kit;

(Fun fact you actually can it will hurt a lot more but you can it dose the job. So yeah.)

just make sure that you're hands are clean and his thigh." "Yeah he's cleaning his thigh right now." I tell her continue ing to look threw the med box she puts the sew kit and a package of needles in the box int the med kit. "You're not monitoring him." "Why would I?" "He won't clean his leg if he thinks it will hurt him he's a crybaby when it comes to pain. Well physical pain he can take a shit load of emotional pain though." She says the last part  mostly to her self. "I know." I say to her. "Well I'm going to see if he is actually doing what you asked of him." She says. I nod to myself and put the med box on the counter looking through the beg with food. Why is this lettuce purple? I thought it's green? why is the broccoli white? What's wrong with this food. I say to myself just throwing the whole bag of food in the fridge. I have no idea what happened to the color of the food. Siting on the couch I pull out my phone to see that my father left some messages for me. Not really caring about it I tap on the message too make it look like I read it.  I click out of my fathers messages to see that my mom had sent a text as well. Clicking on the message it reading
•~Mamma~•
-your father said that he's pissed that you didn't answer his messages last night so he's gonna show up at your house some time today.-

-WHAT! No Mom tell him I'm not home! PLEASE!-

•~Mamma~•
-hun he's pissed.

-maaaaa! No I have two friends staying here please." "He gonna get even more mad then what he is.-

•~Mamma~•
-Okay I'll try something. Don't get mad at me for what I'm gonna say.-

-what are our going to say?
-ma
  -maaaaa
     -MOM!

When she didn't answer I got frustrated and slammed my phone down on the couch.
I shift my body to where I can lay my head on the arm of the couch and look up at the ceiling closing my eyes for a brief moment. I feel my phone go off next to me. Thinking it was a notification I just let it be but the buzz continued picking up my phone I see that my father was calling. I bring the phone too my ear. "Hello?" "Ah, Travis, my son." "Yes?" I say confused as to why he sounds like he just got laid. "Your mother tells me that you're out of town visiting a lovely lady friend." My eyes widen and I mentally slap my forehead. "Um yeah, we met a while ago." "So when do we get to meet this lovely girl you've paired up with?"
"Nothings official I don't even know if I like her yet?" I say more as a question than a statement. "Ah well I hope we do meet her on faithful day." "Yeah...." was all I can say then the phone line goes dead. Pulling the phone grime my ear and go back to text my ma
•-really.•
•~mamma~•
-Really what?
•-REALLY mamma.•
•~mamma~•
-Don't mamma me it worked didn't it.
•-I guess.•

"Did you really threaten sal by saying that you would tie him down then clean his thigh?" Ash says I look up at her and nod my head. "Yeah why?" "Because he was actually cleaning his leg it scary he didn't even listen to his dad when he had to take his medication." "Isn't his dad d-" "yeah" "oh" "yup" "he's done by the way I just think you need to wipe his thigh down with rubbing alcohol And-" "I know but I'll use some Hydrogen peroxide it hurts a little less." I say standing up squeeze it past her to get to the kitchen and grab a the med kit. Then head up to my room. I open the door and look at the bed looking at him,

catching him off guard seeing him pull his mast over his face. He then looks at me and straps it back on. He then continue to clean his leg. "You know you need to move the pants so you can actually clean it right." I say walking over to his side I bend down to look at his cut but his hand is I the way I grab his wrist carefully and pull it away from his leg I get my free hand and go to grab a pice of his pants do I can see the cut better but he grabs my hand to stop me. "I'm not gong to hurt you." I say looking up at him he's hesitant about it but he lets go of my hand. I go to lift the cut in the pants he jerks his leg I'm not bothered by it. I was only able to move it so far. I let go of his wrist and grab the other side of the pant rip and rip it more and do the same thing to the other side sal doesn't say any thing he just watched my actions. I run down stairs and grab a pair of scissors I go back into the room and go back to his side grabbing the pant leg. I cut on the ether sides of the rip to make a small flap so I can see the cut fully I run to the bathroom and wash my hands then grab the rubbing alcohol and pour some on my hands and rub it in.

Once again I go back to sal's side and grab the med kit. "Wait won't that hurt." He says looking down at me. "Nope." "Are you lying?" "I might be." I say considering on trying to get the string threw the needle. It's not a regular needle it one that curves I think it's to puncture something more thicker than cloth maybes mattress? As o I get the string threw I notice Sal getting a little scared. "Do you want me to go get ash?" "N-no I'm okay." He says I look up at him and stand up and grab a pillow from the side of the bed that was abandoned. Giving him the pillow, "here I guess hold on to this I'm not sure if it will help. I grab a couple cotton pads out of the med kit and put some of the rubbing alcohol on it I set it down on my bed not carding if it gets on my sheets. I put the needle on is so it doesn't get dirty. Grabbing the brown bottle of Hydrogen peroxide. I look around to see if I have a towel or anything I can put under his leg so it doesn't get on my bed as much once I find something I fold it up and put it under his leg. "Okay this will sting a little I'm not sure how bad thoughts been a while sense I had to use this." I say. I open the bottle and pour it onto the cut I see his leg tense up as it starts to bubble. I hear him let out a small wimpier and bury his head into the pillow.

(Oh this chapter is long. Hope you like it and thank you for reading it. Wish love peace my Area 51 dudes......I mean peace)