the bruises in his heart [salXtravis]

the bruises in his heart [salXtravis]

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/ ! \ Warning: story contains domestic abuse, swearing, slurs, homophobia, mentions of suicide and death You know this feeling, this indescribable feeling that makes your blood boil and your face turn red when you see that person? This feeling that mixes up all your words when you want to talk to them? This feeling that gives you the desire to have their body closer to yours when you're next to them? Travis wants to have Sal's face close to his fist. This indescribable feeling, Travis calls it "hate". Travis hates Sal. With his entire heart. [cover art by 0000bio on twitter, edited by me]
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Travis Phelps- the homophobic asshole that beat up the outsiders as a way to filter his own self hatred, stuck in an abusive household. He was miserable, gay and being suffocated by the grip of his father's religiousness. Sal Fisher- the new kid in town, the exact thing Travis hated. Gay and transgender, on the outside happy with his life. On the inside, dying from a heart disease and living with a verbally abusive alcoholic father. Both were miserable, though it was hardly obvious to outsiders. They were polar opposites yet the exact same. Brought together by the very same religiousness that was slowly killing them, the two are at first enemies. Though after growing together, they make a decision. They were going to run away. They were going to live how they wanted. Even if it killed them. cross-posted on ao3. this fic does not have a happy ending. don't like? don't read.

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