Weak (A Zanvis FanFiction)

You're right

       
        Travis's POV
    "You're right. But I can't help it... I know that it's my own fault, but it really hurts." I told Dante.

    "That's why you need to get help. You can't fight this alone. If you need to talk, or help getting started my door is always opened."

    "Thanks Dante." I started to stand up. Thank Irene my legs are working right now. "And I know just the place to start." He nodded in understanding.

    I walked out the front door, heading home to Zane. Hopefully nothing happened.

         Zane's POV
    I started to worry. Travis hasn't been home all day. I texted and called his phone to no anvil.

    I called Dante, maybe he's with him.

    "Hey Zane. What's up?" He said cheerfully.

    "Cut the shit Dante. It happened again last night, and now I can't find him. Is he with you?"

    "He just left, what happened last night?" His cheerful act quickly fell.

    "It doesn't matter. Is he okay?"

    "He's fine more or less, and it does do matter what happened. You know you can tell me."

    "...fine... We got into a fight, but it's fine." I said lying to him.

    "Zane you're lying, what's the problem?"

    "You want to know my problem. My problem is I can't stay mad, I always end up forgiving people even when they don't deserve it. I fall too hard... crash too hard... forgive too easy... and care too much..." I felt tears brim my eyes.

    "I'm sorry Zane. But some good news, he said he's getting help. And I think he really means it this time."

You're wrong

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