Piggy Oneshots[closed & completed]

Till we're 18(Dessa and Tigry)

I didn't want to write at the beginning of the story but this does contain some sensitive content, such as transphobia, child abuse, and suicide.

This was normal...wasn't it?

Everyday the same thing would happen...

I would get home from school and my dad would beat me...then my mom would yell at me for being a useless child, and that it would have been better if she had aborted me.

It hurt... a lot 

I hated it...

Sometimes I wish I could cry about it but I can't

"You little sh*t, all you do is cry. You really can't do anything" 6...I was only 6 years old, I wish I could've done something, but even to this day I can't...

I really am useless

I should just end it...then I won't be a burden. 

I climbed the fence that covered the edge but before I could jump I heard a voice

"Hey" I fell back and hit my back on the concrete.

"Are you okay? I didn't mean to scare you" A girl with light brown hair asked as she held her hand out.

"Uh- yeah, thanks" I took her hand and she helped me up.

"My names Dessa"

"Tigry"

"Nice to meet you Tigry...what's bothering you?" 

"huh?"

"C'mon, you can tell me, I- I don't know what to tell you so that you can trust me..."

"But...I was once at the fence too..." She continued.

"...why?" I said in a low voice as if...I was scared.

"Well I used to be a boy, but it didn't feel right...so I told my parents..."She paused before continuing "my father hit me with a glass bottle and told me it was wrong, my mom took me to the hospital...the next month she divorced him and we moved here. I was trying to transition but...everyone would bully me because of that. They would yell at me and throw rocks at me, and my mom was to busy so I didn't want to trouble her. I thought the easiest thing was to just kill myself..." She let out a single tear.

"But something stopped me...I don't know what it was...but I think I was stopped so that I could stop you now"

"I- well...it's..." She sat down on the concrete and pulled me down to sit next to her.

"It's alright...it's best to let it out.." 

I began to cry

"My dad always hits me...and my mom tells me I'm useless and that...she should have aborted me...it hurts...a lot...but I can't cry or else it'll be worse...I've also been bullied but they didn't care, in fact.. they said I deserved it for being a little sh*t"

She hugged me and pulled me closer.

"It's alright...you can cry as much as you want to"

"H-how...did you get better..." 

"I- learned to love myself...went to therapy, and told the truth to my mom"

"But...I don't have anyone.." I was sobbing a lot, but it felt comforting to cry...especially since I hadn't cried in a long time.

"How old are you, Tigry?"

"...I'm 15"

"Then when we turn 18, I'll buy a house or apartment, then we can live together so that you don't have to be hurt anymore"

"Haha...that's such a dumb idea...but it sounds...nice"

"Haha I know...I can be really dumb at times...until then, meet me whenever you can so that I can make sure you're okay"

"Alright, meet you here tomorrow then...and...thanks"

She let go of me and stood up. Once I got up she wiped my tears, looked at me and laughed 

" I can't wait till we turn 18"

This is just a skit/vent, but don't worry I am working on requests.
Tigry-15 years old
Dessa-16 years old

-Sapphire Cake