caught

Travis made his way home. He took in deep breaths that stung his chest everytime he Inhaled. Even breathing was the hardest thing to do. You know maybe if travis was free from his father. Just maybe would he be able to live a life of his own. Would travis still be religious?. He asks himself alot.

Words ponder in the boys mind as his skinny legs wobble as he steps forward with each step he takes. One more step is one more closer to being home.

He didnt wanna go home but he never did and he tried to brush it off. Maybe everything would be good and okay.

Eventually the boy reached the house and walked in making sure not to slam the door. He didnt see his father downstairs which was un-usual. But he walked upstairs and fixed himself up a bit before calling for his father.

travs pov:

"Father??" I called out to see if he was home. I waited a few seconds but no response. "Father are you home??" I called out again.

I made my way to his bedroom. He usually had his door locked but what if he was dead in his room?. I really didnt know how or where this thought came from. If i did open this door to see my father dead how would i react?.

I put my ear to the door, this was so gonna get my ass beat. I listened and could hear my fathers voice faintly. But it sounded as though he wasnt in the room only farther.

I turned the handle slowly and creeked it open a bit. I held my breath.

Father wasnt in there at all, no one was. But i could hear him. What caught my eye was a door, it was closed but it was like a classroom door where there was a small glass peice.

I didnt wanna go further but i did. Because im travis and i always end up doing something to get beat.

I peaked my head to look slightly, there he was. I saw my father, standing there in a cloak holding some sort of bog ass mask in his hands. There was another person but i couldnt make out who it was.

Did i know this person?, The person seemed to be very feminine. Not tall but not too short thats all i saw. I didnt see skin color, face or hair just nothing.

I was shocked and scared. What the hell could be going in. But now too think about this i had never actually been in fathers room. Like at all.

I slowly crept away from the door and looked around. It looked plain slightly. But there was a safe and a file holder that was locked. I knew i couldnt look through any of this now i didnt wanna get caught. But i will be going through this soon.

I made my way out and closed the door hoping it wasnt loud. I walked to my room and fell asleep.

I woke up to my phone ringing.

no ones pov.

Travis picked up his phone. It was sal. "Hey travis, are you coming over? you havent texted me yet"

Travis rubbed his eyes. "Uh sorry, i fell asleep i guess.. ill go ask now my father was uh, busy earlier."

Travis hung up the phone without saying good bye to sal.

Was that all a dream?