Behind the cross (Salvis)

Travis was a douche; a pretentious, christian jerk of a boy who couldn't seem to let Sal fisher and his group of friends go a day without his mean jabs and hurtful insults. That was all he was, a bully who never seemed to realize when he himself crossed a line- but was that really all?

Sal wasn't convinced. No matter how cruel Travis could get, Sal saw past his cold demeanor, but never far enough to truly figure the teenage boy out. His friends would tell him he was being idiotic; that there was no reason in trying to find the good in Travis for there simply was no good. However that doesn't stop the blue haired boy from trying to slowly unravel the boy wrapped in a cloth of strict religious upbringing and discover who or what was hidden beneath. What can he say, Sal Fisher had always been a curious boy.

(A Sal x Travis story! Fan art not mine! This fanfic focuses solely on the characters development and romance, practically none of the actual game lore is included!)

(Warning! May contain sensitive topics, read at your own risk