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"Why are you here?" He said, his voice low but really cold. "Tell me, what are you doing here?" He yelled.
Travis stared at him without even feeling any form of fear. He rather just got angry. "I forgot my phone, that's why I came back." He said softly.
"We aren't together, remember?" He said hoarsely, his fists clenching while he stared at Travis like he wanted to punch him. "There's no affiliation." He yelled, stamping his foot on the ground. "You've already left this house. Why did you return? Answer me!" He snapped, pointing his finger angrily at the beautiful boy. "Granny considers you to be an angel.
I don't want to insult you in her presence. She believes that you..." He paused and gave a mocking chuckle. "...you are her savior. You can heal her! But she has no idea that you weren't there for your family, the people that loved and that you are nothing but a cheater, a betrayer and a whore!"
"Watch what you say to me!" Travis snapped, giving the guy the angriest look he'd ever given anyone. He was staring at him like he wanted to slap him. The guy was shocked, totally shocked. "I am not who you think I am. I didn't come to get anything from you or your family." He warned. "I am not interested in knowing what you think of me and how bad it is." He paused and got serious. "I came here since granny is unwell. Believe me, I don't want to come anywhere near you!" Then he laughed in mock, getting even closer. "I guess I am unlucky. I can't help seeing you!"
"I am the unlucky one!" He yelled, his voice filling the entire house. "My grandmother believes you'll heal her but..." He pointed angrily at Travis. "I won't let you anywhere near her. I'll take care of her, personally!"
"Really?" Travis laughed. "Will you take care of her?" He folded his arms on his chest. "You can't even take care of yourself. How can you tend to your grandmother or anyone else?"
He was shocked. He couldn't believe what he'd just heard from someone was so quiet in the past. It was all so difficult for him to accept. He furiously walked closer and pointed his shaky finger in Travis' face.
"Do you want to prove that I am useless and you're perfect? That I can't handle anything? I can't even take care of my own grandmother?" He was upset that his breaths sounded like a breathing monster in a cave. "My blood boils whenever I see you!"
"Your blood boils due to what you did!" Travis enraged, folding his arms. "Don't blame others and make yourself right! You were a bad son, a bad brother and certainly not..." He paused, rolling his eyes. He couldn't say what he wanted to say. "You probably never wanted to be a good person. Whenever anything good comes to you... you drive it away and run away from it.
