Travis has been you’re bully sense forever, he’s secretly in love with you

through the grape vine you hear his father, the intense town minister had been beating him.

a few months ago, even though he’s you’re bully you forced yourself to tell him you can always come stay with me if you need to

and now a few months later here he is, at you’re front door, bloody and beaten with a pathetic yet aggressive look

“Let me in, you said you would”