Travis's POV
I examine my shirtless self in the mirror. Bruises, a deep plum-color, are forming across my ribcage and my back. I gently touch one. It sends a painful shock up my spine, causing me to wince. It's all Father's fault. In a drunken rage, he beat me. He slammed my body against the brick wall and plunged his fist into my stomach. This is sadly normal for me. My mother just stands back watching in horror, hot tears streaming down her caramel-colored face and drenching her jet black hair. If she interfered with Father, she could get hurt even worse than me. Father doesn't like being told how to parent.
I plop down on my mattress, the springs making a satisfying creaking noise. I huddle up in a pathetic heap, pulling my quilts over my mouth. I burry my face deep into my soft pillows, soaking them with my pitiful tears of emotional pain.
If Father only knew, I sighed.
If he only knew my dirty little secret. My sinful, dark secret.
What would he do if he found out?
If he found out who I was in love with?
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Love is Painful
FanfictionTravis has a secret that he has to keep from his father in order to stay safe: he's in love with a boy. The boy he loves is insecure about himself, and hides the fact that he loves Travis back. The two boys have to date in secret. But everything...
