The mask hides

Pt.2 Hell home

⚠️TRIGGER WARNING⚠️
[mentions of abuse]

Travis POV
Sal: "do you need a ride home?" Why was he being so nice to me..I literally punched him in the face yesterday?.. I looked down the road, it was either get in a car with someone you had a crush on and hated or walk home in the cold..I sighed "y-yeah.." I got in the back of the car and buckled up Sal's dad: "where you going kiddo" "213 chapel St.." Sal: "oh- you're really close to the apartments" "heh..yeah I guess" Sal's dad: "a longs way for you to walk in the cold isn't it?" "Yeah, my mom can't drive and my dad normally works all day" Sal's dad: "what's your dad's work?" He asks as he looks in the rear view mirror "he the priest at chapel hill.." it felt so awkward even though I knew that he was trying to make conversation "it's this one here.." Sal's dad: "alright be safe" I nodded as I got out of the car seeing the blue haired boy wave I don't know why but that gave me the feeling to smile I gave him a wave of a salute getting closer to the door I couldn't tell if I was ready to be in that house after this morning or if that was the reason i didn't want to go in.

**flash back**
Dad: "TRAVIS!" "H-huh?" *knock* *knock* *bang* *bang* I felt all groggy from the night prior it seemed like I couldn't see the perception in dad ever sense he start making me work up on chapel hill on weekends. It's not like I have friends, so like it matters "I'm up, im up" dad: "well hurry the fuck up! I'm going to be late" I gave in a sigh like I always do putting on the clothes which were just the clothes I wore yesterday and the night prior I've never been a morning person dad: "come on come on!" I could hear the tap of his feet from the other side of the door. I felt like as the days go by he becomes more and more impatient. I when down stairs looking around and yet no father
-_-

"where's dad?" Mom: "he left just a couple minutes ago I sighed in annoyance "of course.." and just went out the door.

**end of flashback**
If he wasn't so frustrated this morning he was sure going to be now. I hesitantly open the door "I'm home.." no answer, I looked around in the kitchen and there were left overs on the counter with a note "had leftovers from making lunch, make sure you do your homework-dad" "oh.." I smiled a little but this was so unlike him. Did he want something from me? And where is mom I thought to myself as I throw the container in the microwave. I grabbed my phone out of my pocket as it starts to ring "hello? Oh hey dad.. yeah I'm heating it up now" I held my phone with my shoulder as I take the container out of the microwave "yeah, oh where's mom? Oh...yeah was just wondering, okay  yeah. bye" I sat down with my food and started on my homework.
The thought in the back of my head was the face he was being so sweet was him trying to make up what happened this morning? Or did mom talk to him? I mean I know things have been worse lately but there wasn't really a point on him making a effort he was just a over working maniac so how could he be so nice yet so frustrating at the same time.

Sal's pov
Dad:"so who was?" He sounded confused and concerned in a way as I stared out the window "oh, that's Travis he's a classmate friend.." dad:"mm..he's not much of a talker isn't he?" "No not really he doesn't really have many friends so that probably why" i laughed jokingly "I see, I have some errands to run do you want me to drop you off at the apartments?" "Sure" he pulled into the parking lot and dropped me off, as I walked to the door light snow would fall in to my hair the melting in to my ear muffs, stomping the snow of my shoes i got into the lobby with the chill of the out side start to soften, the blast of the heaters filled the room having my body regulate to the temperature. As I got into the lift the dim elevator music played, once I got into my room my phone ring "an unknown number?.." usually I wouldn't answer but it was the same area code s I answered "hello?" Travis:" s-sal.." he was being really quick with his words " "Travis? I- is everything okay?there was a banging in the background "Travis?.." Travis:"can I come over.." "yeah yeah " Travis: " im-" it sounded like he was trying to apologize yet the call was starting to cut out, "just get here safe.." "I wi-" then the call end abruptly, i stood sitting on the couch my leg shaking in anxiety, it's been about hour sense the call and the worry in my head wasn't helping. Shortly before everything I could hear soft foot steps out side the door I couldn't tell if it was Travis or not, what seemed like a life time the person described to knock