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The Founders weren’t people to be messed with, and Travis was finding this out in ways he couldn’t have imagined. It was true that punishment came in all forms but one thing he hadn’t imagined was chinese water torture. There were many creative ways to get people to talk or do whatever you wanted them to, and the founders knew that. They also knew how to keep people quiet. The fact of the matter was that he was paying for his crimes and some secrets weren’t secrets after all.
Travis ws trying to catch his breath, but the coldness of the water wasn’t making that possible. Gasping for a breath, the Founders finally let him breathe as they stared him in the face. “You have been a busy man Travis Robert Allen.” They knew his middle name? No one knew those things, but he couldn’t understand how they knew so much, but then again, nothing surprised him anymore. Especially when it came to The Founders.
“WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME???” The blue-eyed blonde stared at the people who had his life in their hands. What would they do with him? Did this kind of thing happen to everyone? “Oh Travis, my boy..” Before they could say anything more, Travis spoke up and sternly spoke. “I’m NOT a boy. I’m a man. A man who has done wrong, but who hasn’t? Don’t tell me that life doesn’t have consequences. If not then why am I here?” There wasn’t another word uttered from him before he had the soaked cloth over his face and the ice cold water kept pouring down on him until he couldn’t hardly breathe.
“Enough is enough. Travis, stop all of this lying and admit that you and you alone headed up one of if not the largest sex trafficking rings back in California and New York City. You needed to escape because things were getting a little heated for you. Now, there aren’t any secrets that you can keep that we won’t find out about. It is, however, your choice about how we get these things resolved.”
Being subjected to the punishment, the days after what he went through had scarred him in many ways. If his anxiety wasn’t bad before, the paranoia he felt had increased one thousand percent. As Travis walked along one of the many trails that Woodstock had to offer, he couldn’t stop to think that there was much worse to come.
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If he could spend forever talking about this house then he more than likely would. The scenery from every window is stunning, there's really no favorite room of his, but maybe he's just a bit partial to the pool table. He's been everywhere in the world, but one thing is for sure, there really is nothing like home.
The living room is incredible as soon as you open the door. There's nothing like relaxing and being left alone after a long night in the studio, or even after a long tour. It might not look like it's a place that Travis would spend a lot of time in, but looks can be deceiving.
Travis isn't always one to enjoy spending time by himself, so most times besides his cats and the band, his daughter Casie comes to spend time with him sometimes, so there's plenty of bedrooms for everyone to choose from.
The wide open spaces and porch is gorgeous and where he spends quite a bit of time. Between yoga and doing meditation, there's been a different side to him that nature seems to put him at peace. Travis had been looking for just a little bit of peace and tranquility since he was young.
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