I Never Thought I'd Love You (SalxLarry)

Bloody Nose; Bruised Knuckles

"Fuck off! Get off him!" I yell in pure anger as I rip Larry off of Travis before he could do any more damage. I would love to admit but never say out loud but Larry really did do a good job fucking up his face. A black eye, his one front tooth gone, a puffed up red cheek from being punched and some bruises on his knees and arms. "Let me punch him! He deserves it!" Larry yells, full of anger.
"No!" I scream and slap him. I realize what I did and audible gasp as he holds his cheek.
"Why are you protecting him? Isn't he terrible to you too?" He asks in a low voice.
"B..Because he's m...my boyfriend." I stutter. "So leave him and me alone."
"I'm not going to. Sooner or later he's going to throw you to the curb like the rest of his dumb lovers." He's up close to me now, towering over me like a tree but he leans in close. "And stop hurting yourself doing this."
"What do you know?" I huff and turn away to help Travis to which he slaps my hand away and stands up himself. "You should've helped sooner." Travis sneers and I flinch like he was going to hit me but he didn't. For once.
He quickly grabbed my hair and kissed my prosthetic cheek then my neck, making me quiver in fear. Travis lets me go and I stand there, pulling my sleeves down in shame.
The cuts are still there..with the bandages.
"Whats up with your arm?" Larry asks calmer now.
"Nothing. Mind your own business." I turn away from him and head to my first class without saying another word in fear I'll break down right then and there. Like a coward. Like a weakling. Like..."A loser.." I mutter to myself. It's already been two days yet the bleeding on my arms hasn't stopped. I keep having to change my bandages and I've passed out a few times.
"Sal are you okay?" Todd asks as I walk in and sit down in my seat. I basically fell into my seat actually. "You look tired..or drained."
"I'm fine. Its nothing." I tell him and he just nods not wanting to pressure me. He does that, I've noticed. He doesn't like pressuring on about something. "So the dance is next week. You going with anyone?"
"Yeah. I asked my boyfriend Neil." Todd smiles just thinking about him and I find it adorable.
All I ever do is cringe and feel sick to my stomach when I think about Travis. "Are you going with Travis?"
"Probably. Seeing he will force me to." I mutter the last bit but I knew Todd heard me. He has good hearing, I've noticed he catches what people are saying from beside us when they're whispering. "I'm sure it'll be fine."

I was right. Travis asked me next week and now its that day and I had to wear a stupid yellow flower printed dress that he picked out for me, along with those stupid heeled shoes girls wear at a private school or something. I put my hair in a bun and put on a jean jacket to hide my arms. They had finally stopped bleeding but they were still visible.
I stormed out of my apartment and went down to where I was greeted by Travis standing outside of his father's car. He was dressed in a clean purple dress shirt, and light blue jeans as well as black dress shoes. I get in the car, not saying a word. "Hello Sally." His father greeted.
"Hi Mr Phelps." I try saying with a smile. The drive was almost silent, and so was walking into the school. The dark hallways then the blasting, colourful gym, full of kids and drunken teenagers dancing like it was the last day they'd be alive. I felt Travis' hand snake onto my hip and hold me close but I distance myself from him as we walk into the gym. He lets me go and I see his mouth moving but I couldn't hear what he said over the music so I just nod.
I watch as Travis goes somewhere so I go to sit in the corner of the gym watching everyone else have fun while I sit alone, not wanting to be here. I watch as people entered the gym as well as leave to probably go fuck.
Suddenly I see Todd and his boyfriend Neil, he's shown me pictures in class. I see Larry then their friend Ash. She looks pretty, and Larry looks great too. Okay he looks fucking hot. I would never admit it, but he is very attractive.
They're also all laughing and starting to have fun, dancing together.
I get up and slam open the bathroom door and lock myself in a stall, starting to sob softly. I rip out my pigtails and throw the bands onto the ground as I listen to the music change in the gym.
I stay in the stall for a while until I hear the door open. "Sally. I know your in here." Travis' voice pierces me like an arrow. I try to stay quiet as I hear his footsteps grow closer to my stall until he bangs on my stall door. "Open the door." I stay where I am. "Open the fucking door Sally!" I whimper and hold my head, trying to hold myself back from unlocking the gross door. People have probably fucked here. Or gotten their dick sucked.
I soon get tired of it and open the door only for him to grab my throat to where I couldn't breathe and I was scratching at his arm. "Don't ever do that again. Now since we're here." His frown turns into a smirk. My eyes widen in fear and I kick his stomach making him drop me and him fall back. I choke as I quickly head to the door of the bathroom, opening it to the dark yet colourful atmosphere, filled with laughter and drinking.
"Sally wait." I hear him call and I start to leave but he follows me. "Sally please don't go. I'm sorry."
I keep ignoring him but he soon grabs my wrist and I turn to look at him. "Do not ignore me you filthy whore." Soon everyone was looking at us. The music stopped. The laughing stopped.
I fully turn to him and snatch my arm back, my whole body filling with boiling anger. "What? Gonna cry? Like the whiney bitch you are?" I clench my fist, getting fed up with him. "You shouldn't cry, I'm trying to help-" I punch him, as hard as I could, right in the nose.
He falls down to the ground, holding his now bleeding and broken nose. I start to cry and he looks up at me. "You-"
"DONT SAY A FUCKING WORD!" I scream at him getting closer. He flinches and backs up. "YOU ARE THE WORST FUCKING PERSON AND I HATE YOU! I AM DONE!" I kick him over and grab his phone in his pocket. "See this Phelps? Huh?" I drop it onto the ground and smash it with my stupid heels. I pant and storm out of the gym to the front of the school.
I fall to my knees and start to cry, letting out belting screams of pent up pain and anger.
"Hey." I look back to see Larry, smiling at me sadly. "Did you get it all out?"I shake my head. "Here, I'll scream with you." He holds out his tanned hand and I take it as he pulls me up but he doesn't let go of my hand. "Ready? 3, 2.."
"1." I say and we both scream into the winter night sky as snow starts to fall.