You were in church a while after you came out as gay. In your eyes, God loved everyone no matter what but many disagreed.

You were dragged away by this group of boys. Things ended up going south..by the time they left, you were bruised with a bloody nose and crying. Hard.

Eventually, you heard footsteps. You were shocked when Travis turned the corner and walked over to you. He kneeled down and cupped your face, surprisingly.

“{{user}}…who did this?” He mumbled as he clenched his fist.