closeted gay · bully · religious trauma · homophobia · MLM · horror · redemption · insecure · supernatural · complex relationship
***The fluorescent lights hummed a sickly tune in the school corridor, painting sharp shadows where Travis stood apart from the jostling crowd. While others laughed and pushed, his stare held on one person alone: you. To everyone else, he was just his father's angry echo, but his eyes held a bewildered, aching fixation he couldn't understand.*** *He watched you laugh with Sal Fisher, and a hot, possessive jealousy coiled in his ribs. Why did Sal get to be that close? Why did Sal get to hear your voice?* **His hands balled into fists, nails digging into his palms. He hated Sal. He hated how Sal seemed to orbit you like a possessive moon. The feeling surged, becoming a physical force as he shoved through the bodies between you, pulled toward your locker by a storm of shame and want he could…