People at Nockfell high have rumored that Travis Phelps was a homo, a fag. When A beating goes too far and a young mind breaks down in a unfair world, nobody could help him... Or so he thought. (all characters are owned by the portable moose company, credits to artist on first page, I do not know who you are but this is amazing artwork, and I do not claim it as my own.)

"I know we don't really know each other and you probably have your opinions of me. I thought maybe if I told you how I feel, things could be different. The truth is, I can't stop thinking about you. I'm crazy about you. I think you're amazing! But I know these feelings are wrong. It's not the way a boy should feel. Shame swallows me whole. My father would kill me but I can't live in his shadow forever I just...."

{cover art by bluespacio on instagram and edited by me} apologies for the slow updates, please be patient! *content warnings- physical abuse, emotional abuse, swearing, manipulation, blood please be wary while reading! ___ Travis Phelps. The biggest douchebag at Sal Fisher's high school. Even just hearing his name makes Sal's blood boil. Travis never misses a chance to beat Sal senseless or say horrible things to him and his group of friends. But what if there's something hiding underneath that rough exterior? Something...soft? Something kind and loving? Maybe Sal was wrong about Travis in the first place. Maybe Travis is hiding something in his heart he can't explain. Maybe if he could tell him... ___ #1 in salxtravis #1 in travisphelps #1 in salvis thank you!!^^ ___ {Sal and Travis, along with all other characters in this story, belong to Steve Gabry's (portablemoose) game Sally Face. I do not own the characters.}

I apologise for the terrible everything in this fanfic I wrote this around a week after chapter 4 came out I dont own any of the characters in this fanfiction