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The story is still in the works and I tend to add whatever comes to mind as the story goes, so I honestly have no idea where I'm going to go with this.
"Travis scoffed to himself. Help? Nobody could help him, he was hopeless, an emotionless monster. He'd hurt Sal just for a laugh, and he knew it was wrong, too, yet did it anyway. It wasn't fair how free Sal was, not when he dyed his hair and wore those clothes, he was a freak. So why was he so happy? And why did everyone seem to love him so much? Travis did everything he could to be the perfect son in his father's image. He'd go to church, maintain good grades, do his chores, follow any order his father gave him, and try to turn people towards god, so why did he still feel so miserable?"
Warning, this fic contains:
-abuse
-internalized homophobia
-Homophobic slursLastly, this is my first fic on AO3, so I'm still figuring out how everything works!!