Lemon Boy

In a blink of an eye |1|

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Travis' POV

I stare into the mirror running my thumb over the cross around my neck, I grip it into my hand

"Don't be a f** today, Travis" I sneer to myself

I walk out of the bathroom and grab my backpack, I'm leaving early so that I don't have to get in a car with that man.

I walk out the front, shutting the door quietly. I didn't want to get in trouble, especially right before school and with that, I head for school.

time skip—

I find myself standing in the hallway, watching two boys run through the front twin doors, Larry, who I know and a short, blue pigtailed, boy. The boy with the blue hair catches me staring and stares right back.

I blush, reaching for my cross, and trying to put on a disgusted look, then turning my head. He seems to see through my facade...he's trouble.

"Hey, Sal!"

Larry called him Sal, so obviously, that's his name. It has a nice ring to it. He's still staring at me, I have to do something to get him off my trail.

I walk over there wearing a mask of my own

"Hey f**, you got a new bitch huh? Is he a freak" I give him a smirk to add effect

Larry glares at me, perfect

"Shut your mouth, Travis"

I punch Larry in the stomach, I feel Sal's eyes burning into the side of my face, Larry winces and bends over in pain

Sorry Larry, I have to scare him off...

Sal's POV

Somethings not right...that boy, the blonde one, I mean...Travis punched Larry in the stomach, yet when Larry was gonna pummel him into the ground, he just... took it.

As if he thought he deserved it... I can pick out "broken" people in a crowd by their actions and their eyes. When we were looking at each other...I could see the pain in his eyes.

He's hurting.

time skip—

I'm sitting in class with Larry, while we laugh and mess around. I can't help but think about Travis and wonder what he's going through. I fall silent wondering and staring into space,

Larry puts a hand on my arm and I look at him, he gives me a worried smile and I touch his hand to reassure him

"Is it about earlier? With Travis?"

I nod, "I think somethings going on with him"

"No dude", Larry stops me, "he's just an asshole"

"No really. Larry," I stare into his eyes, "I think somethings going on at home."

"Sal—

Larry was cut off by the bell

Travis' POV

The bell rung and I headed toward the bathroom instead of the cafeteria, I don't have anyone to sit with so there's no point. I take a glance at the mark Larry left on my face.

I sigh and step into a stall locking it, I pull out my brown paper bag and begin to eat. I feel a warm drop of something on my hand, it's a...tear?

Am I crying? No no no, not here, not today, suddenly I hear someone open the door to the bathroom. I hold my breath trying not to make any noise.

Sal's POV

I lock the bathroom door and take my mask off. I stare into the mirror, but then I hear sniffling coming from one of the stalls and I quickly strap my mask back on.

I walk to the only stall with the door closed and I knock gently once.

"hello? Are you okay?" I ask hesitantly.

"No, obviously I'm fucking not, f**."

My eyes widen. "Travis?"

He responds with a grunt.

"Can you unlock the door?" I ask in a soft voice I don't want to freak him out.

"I don't think I should." his voice sounds strained, he's obviously been crying.

"I understand, but I'm gonna sit here with you anyway."

"You're an idiot, you have friends who want to talk to you and you're sitting in a bathroom with someone who called you a bitch."

I sigh. "I know."

After me saying that, we sit for a while in silence. I hear shuffling behind the stall and the door creak. I stare up at him and he just turns away, unlocking the bathroom door on time with the bell.

"I'm going back there tomorrow."