Infrared || Travi$ Scott
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2016©| Cyn has been in an abusive relationship with her long time boyfriend Taison since her senior year in high school. He wasn't always this way. At first he was the perfect partner always complemented and stood up for Cyn but as the years progressed he became sour and soon began to treat Cyn like his worst enemy. When she tried to leave he beat her, leaving scars until this very day.
Travis just happened to catch her one night in one of her crying spells. She shooed him away scared that Taison would catch them talking and drag her back to her never ending nightmare. He assured her that they were safe and for the first time that night she spoke. She didn't say much, only that she had to be home. After trying to get her to calm down he took her home but once there she was violently yanked out of the car.
He had came to see her everyday to see if she was okay. She would always speak to him without looking his way fear always laced in her voice. She never told him why she was so scared no matter how many times he asked. He had to see for hisself, once he had finally talked her into talking to him face to face she insisted on not leaving campus. To make her happy he did as she wanted.
During the talk she was confronted by Taison. He yanked and rug her by her hair until she cried to get away from him. After recovery from shock Travis attacked Taison viciously beating him until Cyn screamed for him to stop. Soon campus security rushed in and took Travis away and called an ambulance for Taison.
Cyn sat in shock as Travis apologized multiple times as campus security pulled him away. Cyn waited for days for Travis to be released, she had no idea what to say to him but she just wanted to see him.
The meet up was cut short by Travis asking to take her away from her previous life. The pain. The hurt. The stress.
Will she start a new life with Travis or continue to live her venomous life?
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