It's Ok To Be Yourself

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I looked at my mother confused, "What?"

"They told me that you failed your Maths and science test they are your best subjects"

I gulped as my mother took a step closer towards me with every word she spoke, she got quite close to me and slapped me. I looked down at the floor as if it was interesting, tears welled in my eyes threatening to spill at any moment but I held them back.

"Sorry mother.." I mumbled as I went up to my room.

A few hours later, I heard the front door open and I thought it was my father. I went down a few steps of the staires and there was this tall man with ginger hair in a man bun kissing my mother. I was shocked, I pulled out my phone and took a photo. I quietly ran up the stairs and sent my father the photo.

10 Minutes later, my dad came bursting in through the front door like an angry lion. I heard him yelling at his so called wife and the person his wife had been having an affair with. I covered my mouth as I silently cried. So much had happened in one day and it was overwhelming and tiring.

I heard footsteps coming up the stairs and into my room, "Toby? It's ok now bud c'mere" My fathers voice was soft and calming but also raspy from yelling. I stood up and ran to him wrapping my arms around him.

For a 15 year old I was acting pretty babyish but what else was I supposed to do, just stand there and watch as if it was normal? To be honest if I had never told my father, it probably would've become normal. It would've become reality.

"Listen here, pack your bags I'll pack mine and I'll find us a house to live in, I'll get a divorce with Paige" I nodded at my father's words and we pulled away from the calming embrace. I grabbed my suitcase and packed all of the clothes I would need. I packed shoes and my toiletries in seperate bags.

Me and my father met on the landing, I looked back at my room one last time and nodded. We both marched down the stairs not caring about the fact that my mother. No. Not caring about the fact that Paige was currently making out with a rip-off Ed Sheeron on the couch.

We walked out of the house and exhaled heavily, I took out a box of matches out of my pocket and lit one, without my father knowing, I set the house on fire.

"Lets go" I said smirking. he looked at me confused but nodded his head in agreement. We got into the car and drove at least 5 miles away from them. We saw a mansion for sale and my father instantly pulled up. I was shocked and confused, probably more shocked and confused than finding out about Paige and rip-off Ed Sheeron (I don't know his name, and I wouldn't like to know his name).

I watched from the car window as my father made a deal with the owner of the mansion. The bloke extended his arm and dropped something into my father's hand, patting him on the shoulder as he walked past him.

My father turned around and looked at me holding up keys to the mansion. I smiled and got out of the car wrapping my arms around him once again but this time it wasn't bacause I was scared, it was because we were free and safe.

We managed to get our things inside and the owner, whose name was Jeff, was nice enough to leave all the furniture for us. I looked around. There was a beautiful modern marble staircase with matching marble counters in the kitchen.

The floor was laminate and looked like white pine wood. It was a big 'house' and had a lot of rooms. I chose the room that had white walls with a black cieling and LED light strips all around the room. There was a lamp that projected silver dots on the ceiling to represent stars.

I got my art folder out of my bag and I got all of my drawrings and pinned them onto the blank white wall that had nothing on or infront of it to begin with.

There were at least 8 penguin drawrings and 11 mushroom drawrings, my bird drawrings, some portraits of me and my father and just some others.

I stood in the middle of the room and spun around to look at it, I stopped facing the doorway when I saw my father leaning against the door frame, "I guess you like it" He said smiling.

"I love it, thank you dad"

"No problem, anyways I've ordered some pizza it's on its way and I've also booked you in at the barbers to get your hair cut"

I gasped and hugged my father, "Thank you!" I said crying of joy. He smiled and wiped my tears.

"Anything for my son"

"Does that mean I can start the transformation procsess?" I asked eagerly. My father looked at me and smiled nodding his head. I could've jumped up and down in excitment.

"I'll take you after your hair appointment"

The pizza had finally arrived and in the nick of time too, I was getting hungry. Whilst we were waiting I got changed into some joggers and a hoodie. I ran down the stairs almost slipping due to my socks.

"Dinner is ready!" My dad called as he turned around, "Oh you're there" He said as he saw me sitting at the table ready to tuck in.

"Go for it" He told me.

I licked my lips and put 3 on my plate. I ate them all including the crusts which is unusual bcause I never normally eat them.

"Dad?" I asked slightly uncertain.

"Ye?" He said covering his mouth since he had food in his mouth.

"First of all, don't eat with your mouth full" He mumbled an apology and ate his food.

"Anyways.. Do you care that I'm trans and Gay?" I asked, once again, uncertain.