6:00 PM

"You are lucky that your nose isn't broken. Its just severely bruised." The doctor told me.

"That's good...." My mother replied, rubbing my back. "Can I take him home?"

I look down at my worn shoes in shame as I held back tears of guilt.

"Yes, just be careful. Especially you, Mr. Phelps."

Ugh. I hate it when people call me that, I hate my last name.

"Alright." I didn't look up.

"Have a nice day." The doctor smiled at my mom.

"Come on, sweetie." She tapped me on the shoulder.

I get up and slowly walked to the exit, with mom behind me.

I tilt my head to hide the tears forming in the corner of my eyes. No way in hell am I gonna cry out in the open again.

I opened the door.

"The car is this way, Travis."

"O-Okay..."

The car pulls up, Father was in the driver's seat.

"Travis Monika Phelps!"

Oh, he's pulling out the middle name.... Now I'm know I'm in trouble.

I gulped. As I got in the back seat, mother got in the front passenger seat.

"I got a call at work. Explain why you got in a fight."

"Uhm."

"I'm not turning on this car until you tell me."

"H-He uhm...-"

"You don't have a reason, don't you?"

"N-Not a g-good one sir."

"Tell me."

"He a-accused me of b-being....of being... g-gay..."

Silence filled the car. He turned to look at me with the terrifying, pericing stare.

"Are you telling me the truth?"

"Y-yeah?"

"Then he got what was coming to him."  He said turning on the car

"What?! Your just gonna let this go?! No way. No way, Travis your grounded." My mother intervened.

"Jane! Let me handle Travis."

"You're not punishing him! He got into a fight, we can't support that kind of violent behavior!"

My mom is right. I hand her my phone.

"Thank you, sweetie."

"Please don't thank me... I deserve this."

"Don't be dramatic." My father said.

I'm not being dramatic, I just feel so much guilt for ripping Sal's mask off in front of everyone. I just want to cry,  I want to scream. Does Sal know that his face is on the internet?! Sal will never forgive me. I wouldn't forgive me either.

If I could crawl in a hole and die right now I totally would.

The car ride was filled awkward silence.

My mind was racing on how I can make this up to Sal. I just want... I just want him to forgive me. Larry will make sure I never get the chance to apologize. I'm positive if I try to, he'll murder me before I get the chance to.  Goddamn it... I just wanna apologize now. I could sneak out to see him but he probably wants to be left alone. I could buy him a new mask. 

But at this point, I just want Sal to know that I.... I'm sorry.... 

The car pulls into the driveway. I  was the first to leave the car, and quickly stormed to my room. I shut the door behind me.  

Right now I just need depressing music and singing. For some reason, it makes me feel better. Looking through my drawers, my mind started to wander.  A year ago, Philip gave me an MP3 player. He made me a few playlists. Knowing that my father hates any music that isn't godly, he named one of them "Travis's Holy Playlist." It's a playlist of songs that if i was caught listening to, I'd get grounded or people would assume that I'm depressed. He's a choir kid like me. Phil's is  only friends that my father can stand.  Finally finding the Mp3, I plugged in the ear buds in the audio jack And put the bud in my ears.

I collapsed on my bed, face first in my pillow. I began to sob into it, causing a huge wet puddle to form on my pillow. I fucked up...

The song starts with someone playing the piano beautifly. The music artist starts to sing as I sang along, My voice shaking, with sobs in between the words.

I've been so many places in my life and time

I've sung a lot of songs

I've made some bad rhymes...

I've acted out my life in stages

With ten thousand people watching

But we're alone now

And I'm singing this song to you

Why am I such a fuck up?! I just can't stop thinking on what I did, if I could go back in time to stop myself I would. What am I gonna do?!

I know your image of me is what I hoped to be

I treated you unkindly

But darling can't you see

There's no one more important to me...

Baby can't you see through me?

'Cause we're alone now

and I'm singing this song to y-

I was so deep in self pity that I could barley hear the pounding on my window as I shot up from my bed and saw Philip, in the pooring rain right outside my window, which must've been a difficult climb because My room's on the second floor. I groan, and reluctantly got up to open the window.

I opened the door, and the rain splashed me in my already wet face.

"You do know that you could've used the front door, dumbass."

He roles his eyes and climbs in.

"Are you kidding? I climbed u- "

He stops talking and looks at me.

"Have you been crying?"

"What? No! I just have very sweaty eyes. Wait... That's disgusting. Yeah I've been crying...." I said wiping my eyes.

"So, Ive talked with Larry. And oh ho ho! He is livid. I'd stay away from them for a while."

"Great..." I sniffed.

I'm fucking FUCKED! There goes my plans to apologize.

"He said if you go anywhere near Sal, he's gonna beat you to a pulse."

"Great...." I said sarcastically, rubbing my temples. "I guess I'm n-not apologizing for a while."

There was a knock at my door.

"Come in."

The door opens and my mom peeped her head in.

"Honey Bunny, supper's read- " She stopped talking and stared at Phil off a second."When did Philip get here?"

"Phil decided to go through the window. Instead of going through the front door like a normal person."

Phil chuckles.

"I'm so weird."

My mom walks up to me and lifts my chin so I was looking at her.

"Is my baby boy crying?"

I pull away.

"M-Mom..." My cheeks burned red.

"Hehehe..."

"I wouldn't laugh, I've seen pictures of you as a baby."

"That's you're blackmail? I was an adorable kid."

"Speaking of baby pictures-"

"MOM NO!"

"Travis's baby pictures are all over the house. You just gotta look for them."

"Darny Darn Darn!" I can't swear at home, so I have to use sub words.

"Well there's no excuse for that language 'baby boy'." Philip mocked.

I glare at Philip.

"That sounded a lot less gay in my head."

My mother giggled.

"Come on, your food is gonna get cold. And Phil,you are more than welcome to join us."

"Sweet! Free food!"

We all head downstairs to join my father and my brothers and sisters.

I have six siblings and I'm the oldest.

The delicious aroma of food filled my nose as I sat down at the table.

Philip sits next to me.

My mother sets a plate full of good food in front of me and Phil. Phil was staring at the food like it was a gift from God.

"This looks really good!" He whispered in my ear.

"Let's pray, then we can eat." My Father said.

~~~~~meanwhile~~~~~

Larry's POV:

"What anime should we watch?" Ash asked.

"What about 'Your Lie in April?'" Todd recommended.

"Hell nah. I cried to much today."  Sal said, still upset.

Man, I wish I could help him. My phone started to ring. I take it out.
Philip? Why is he calling me?

"South Park?"

"You watch South Park?" Todd's eyes lit up as I got up to get a South Park DVDs.

"Who doesn't?"

Ash slowly rose her hand.

Sal gasped.

"You never watched South Park?! Oh that's gotta change!" Sal said with pride.

I put the DVD to Sal.

"I gotta take this call, be right back."

I step outside and hit the answer button.

"Whats up man?"

"Hey..."

"Why'd you call me?"

"How's Sal?"

"Well, when we got back to the apartments. Sal's glass eye was broken in his socket and My mom has to pull out peice by peice. What do you think?!"

"Woah, what did I do? I wasnt even in the cafeteria when shit hit the fan."

"Go on..."

"And if I was, I would've grabbed Travis by his ear and get him off Sal."

"Aren't you friends with Travis?!"

"Yeah, I am but he has his shitty moments. I should know.... I've known him since we were like ten."

He's the biggest shit head I've ever known.

I put a cigarette in my mouth.

"Speaking of Travis.... He.... He ah... Feels really bad for-"

"He fuckin' should!" I said trying to light it with one hand.

Finally lighting it and taking a huge puff. I say.

"What he did to Sal, is unforgivable, so if he tries to go anywhere near him, I'm gonna kick his ass again!"

"Like I said, I talked to him about it. He wants to make it u-"

"If he wants to make it up, he can go burn in fucking hell. Who's side are you on?!" I said standing under my tree house, because it started to rain.

"Dude! Pardon my French, But if you could shut the fuck up for one second and I could've told you sooner that I am not on anyone's side, okay?!"

I didn't say anything after Phil said that. I just simply hung up and put my phone on silent mode and put out my cigarette.

I stomped back inside my room, soaking wet. I tossed my phone onto my bed.

"W-What was that about?" Sally said peaking in my room.

"Dont worry about it, Sal." I said, looking in my closet for extra clothes.

"Oh... O-Okay...." Sal said going back to Ashley and Todd.

I changed my clothes and joined the group. They were like three episodes in.

"Sal, I didnt picture you liking this stuff..."

"Not usually but, the show is an exception. Also dont make my mistake. Don't watch it in front of your parents." Sal laughed.

That was an interesting day. We were watching the show and Henry started to watch it with us. MOST AWKWARD MOMENT OF MY LIFE.

Sal got grounded and he called my mother. Luckily she likes South park, but not as much as Sal and I do. All I got was a slap on the wrist for showing Sal, the adorable small bean he is, a show like this.

Poor Sal though, his dad just gave him weird looks for a week after that.

Another episode starts as I stuffed my face with pizza.

The entire night we were watching the show, extending the jokes, laughing at eachothers stupidity.

It was about 2 AM when we actually started to get slightly tired.

Todd was the first one to pass out hugging a bag of cheese puffs, with the powered cheese still on his face and fingers.

"Damn, he's out like a light."

Then a few more episodes and Ash fell asleep.

"Still awake?" I ask Sal.

"Mhmm....." He nodded slightly.

He... was resting on my.... chest. I mean... He's done it before... But this time it felt so different.

"Are you.... Scared to go back to school on Wednesday?"

Sal chlenches on my shirt.

"Petrified.... I just.... The prosthetic just feels like a part of me now...I feel stronger with it on... When Travis ripped it off, I felt so powerless... I just wanted to hide my face. B-But..."

"Sal, you are more than a peice of plastic, So much mo-"

I was inturrupted by Sal's soft snoring. Awww... He must be so tired from all the bullshit he had to go through today.

I soothed his back softly.

"Everything will be okay, Sal. I promise."

Do... Do I like Sal? No. No! NO!! But, But I like girls! This... This is so confusing! I'm so confused! Am I gay or am I straight?! Ive liked Ashley for the longest time and now I like boys?!Uggh!

How would Sal react if he knew? Would he be weirded out? Does he like me back?!

There is NOOOOO way I'm gay. But... There's no way I'm straight either...

I'll ask Todd about it tomorrow. Seems like the smart thing to do.