Cigarette And Lavender(Halfway Edited)|| Salvis || Sally Face ||

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Travis's pov
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I hate some of the situations I end up in. I suppose I do this to myself. I dont think through my decisions, then I end up in shitty situations, but that's why your reading this, right? I'm sorry, I guess I'm getting off topic. Anyway I'm running down the road, trying not to drop my belongings, while barefoot. I'm sure it's an odd sight to any passersby, but I have to get home before my father.

The sun has yet to rise, but the sky is light enough to see where I'm going. Bright lights from the passing cars shine into my eyes, making my head pound harder. This is the worst, and only, hangover I've ever had. I'll take some aspirin when I arrive home.

My feet ache, as the gravel crunches beneath them. I'm sure I'll have a few blisters by the end of the day, but it's better than burns and bruises from my father.

My house comes into view, and I notice that his car isn't in the driveway. I smile to myself, before jumping around a bit in excitement. "Thank fucking god." I mumble to myself, whilst running through the front lawn.

I throw the door open, and run to my room, before throwing my belongings on the floor.

I take a couple Aspirins, before getting in the shower to wash off the horrid smell of alchohol. The hot water, burns and irritates my skin, causing a slightly red tint to it. Perhaps it'll wash off the sins of last night.

As I'm getting out of the shower, I hear the faint sound of the front door opening. I immediately tense at the sound of the harsh footsteps coming towards my room. I lock the bathroom door, as I hear him enter my bedroom.

"Travis?" He calls out. "Yes father?" I question. "Get ready quickly! We have some new members from church joing us for breakfast this morning, and your cooking." He states "yes, sir." I respond, I stand still for a moment, waiting for him to leave. I hear the sound of the door shutting, and his footsteps fading into the distance.

Once I'm dressed, and downstairs, I begin to prepare breakfast. Omelets are one of the only things I know how to cook properly, thanks to Philip's mom. I've been told I make them quite well, and that's one of the only things I'm proud of. I cant make my father proud, but at least I can make a delicious omelet.

I glance behind me, to my father who sits at the dining room table, reading his newspaper and drinking his coffee. I lay the last omelet on the plate, before placing the plate onto the middle of the table. I sit in the chair, across from my father.

The only sound being the clock ticking in the background. I clear my throat, and pull on the hem of my sweater anxiously. I hear light knocks from the door. I rise from my seat, and scurry to the door, before putting on my kindest smile and open the door.

I feel my heart sink, as I see Ashley Campbell, a little boy, and a man and a women standing in the doorway. Our eye contact lingers for a moment too long. I avert my eyes back to the man and women, I give them a tight lipped smile whilst opening the door some more to let them in.

My father lays a hand on my shoulder, I feel myself flinch from the sudden Contact. He extends his other hand out to shake the man's hand. "Mr. And Mrs. Campbell, so nice to see you again." He says with an obviously fake smile plastered onto his face.

"Its good to see you too." Who I assume to be Ashley's mother responds. "Dont be a stranger, come in." My father offers. They step into the house. "I assume your Travis?" Says the man with a kind smile. "Yes, it's nice to meet you all. Ashley and I go to school together." I say with a fake enthusiasm. I glance at her out of the corner of my eye. "Oh that's so nice to hear." Mrs. Campbell comments.

I lead them to the table, where they all sit down. "Would you like anything to drink? We have orange juice, lemonade, coffee, and milk."

Once I fetch their drinks, the adults fall into soft banter. I stare down at the plate, not willing myself to eat. I feel Ashley nudge me with her elbow. I look up at her, "Why aren't you eating? Did you poison it?" I squint my eyes at her. "No I'm just not hungry." I state. She mumbles something that I dont care to ask about. "George, stop playing with your food, and eat." She tells the little boy, who sits on the other side of her.

Once everyone finishes their food, I collect the plates and put them into the sink. "Travis, why dont you take Ashley and George to your room, so the adults can talk." He states. "Yes sir." I reply, as I begin to head to the stairway.

Once we're in my room, the little boy, George, speaks up. "Do you have any colouring books?" He asks "er..maybe?" I reply, as I open the drawer on the desk, and rummage through it in search of one of my old colouring books.

I toss the worn out colouring book to him, as I take a seat on the bed. Ashley sits in the desk chair, and stares at me in a way that makes me quite uncomfortable, as if shes staring into my soul.

"What is it about you that sal likes so much?" She questions. "I- uh....well- I dont- I dont know.." I sputter out. "Your dad...what's with him?" I feel my body tense at the mention of my father, she seems to notice because she gives me an odd look. "What- what are you...talking about?" She sighs. "You don't have to tell me if you dont want to, but dont take me for an idiot." It goes quiet for a moment. "Yeah, I agree, your father is quite odd." George comments.

I hear my father call my name from the bottom of the stairs. I stand from the bed, and cross the room, before opening the door. "Yes father?" I call back. "Mrs. Campbell is driving you, Ashley, and George to school." He yells. "Yes, sir." I grab my book bag, and shoes, before heading down the stairs, with Ashley and George close behind.

We pile into the car. Mrs. Campbell starts the car, and pulls out of the driveway. "So Travis, do you have any hobbies?" She asks, whilst looking at me through the rearview mirror. "Uh... I like to paint..... sometimes." I murmur.

"Well that's just lovely." She replies. "Uh..yeah." It goes quiet for a moment, before she turns up the radio. The rest of the ride is rather peaceful.

This took longer than it should have and it's not edited so theres probably some mistakes.

Anyways drink water, take any meds prescribed to you, and eat. Have a good day/night. I love u ♡