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.)

Travis Phelps is gay. It's one of the many things about himself that he hates, along with the chub he sees on his stomach that everyone else says isn't there and the dark roots of his hair that taint the blonde he dyes it. He calls the losers at his school "faggot" in hopes that one day he'll wake up and not be one himself. As though if he acts straight, it'll stick. After a while, the acting becomes easier, until he's almost convinced himself he really is straight. Until Sal Fisher comes to town, and suddenly, with his eye-catching blue hair and his odd face mask, he grasps Travis' heart tightly in his hand. Suddenly, it's not so easy to pretend anymore. spanish version on profile ! cross-posted on ao3. this fic does not have a happy ending. don't like? don't read.

"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...."

This story dose take place in nockfell but it takes place in modern times. Hope you like the book, and once again the fan art is NOT mine idk who it goes too if you know credit to them.

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{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.}