Bunny - Kenjorine - Transition

Chapter 45

Kenny gets out of the shower, his hair is still wet. I like his hair when it's wet. It's sexy.

"Are you heading out?" He sits on the couch next to me.

"Yeah. I need to get home before dinner. Are you gonna be okay?"

"I'm feeling a lot better now."

"Will you be at school tomorrow?"

"I will. Wanna meet near the entrance like we usually do?"

"Yeah."

I get up and put on my shoes. "See you guys tomorrow."

Kenny gets up and hugs me before I leave.

"Thank you..."

-

My mom and dad are both sitting at the table.

"Hey mom, hey dad. What's for dinner?"

My mom gestures to the food on the table. "It's stir fry. Have a seat, we haven't started eating yet."

"Okay."

I sit down and eat my food. Once we are all close to finish I decide to break the news to them.

"Hey guys, you know how I've been gone for long periods of time?"

My dad nods, "Hanging out with that friend of yours, Karen, right?"

"Yeah. I wanted to let you guys know that she has a brother. Kenny. He's uh... He's my boyfriend."

"You're dating him?"

"Yes."

My mom smiles, "Well that's nice."

My dad slams his fork down on the table, startling me.

"No, it isn't."

"Dad?"

"The pastor told me your 'girl' phase would pass if I just left it alone. But it hasn't. And now you're dating other boys? I don't want a gay son. I won't have it."

"Dad..."

"I hate to do this Butters, but you're grounded."

"What?! We agreed you wouldn't ground me anymore!"

"Well this is serious. You are to stay in your room for the next few days. No phone, and no seeing that boy."

"Dad you can't do that. You can't imprison me again. I'm 18 now, you can't take my things, I'm an adult."

"But you live under my roof. You will follow my rules. Do you want to be homeless, Butters?"

"..."

"Give me your phone and go to your room. Right now."

"Dad!"

"Now!"

I slump down. I can't win against him. I'm right back to how things were before Kenny... and I can't even text him to tell him that I'm stuck here...

I go to my room and shut the door.

-

In the morning I get up and get dressed for school, but my dad stops me at the door.

"No."

"What?"

"Not in those clothes. And get that shit off your face."

"Dad-"

"You either do that or you don't go to school at all."

Damn it.

"Fine. I'll not go then."

I stomp back to my room and slam the door. This isn't fair...

"Butters! I heard you slam that door! Don't make me come up there."

"Screw you dad."

"What?!" He stomps up the stairs and into my room. "This shit has turned you insane."

He starts putting my makeup, clothes, and wigs into a bag.

"Dad stop!"

"No. All the girly things have to go. I'm burning them."