This chapter contains transphobia and mentions rape. TW
Christmas was the best as per usual. Papa took Ashton to get some decorations while I made cookies, then Papa and I went to a performance. Ashton wasn't interested.
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Ashton is now 2 month on testosterone and school has been brutal for him, though he's adamant about staying. Just the other day I heard some guys talking about him in the men's locker room. They still made Ashton change in the women's locker room which made me sad.
I was appalled when one guy named Stan said that he could "fuck it to make it realize it's a girl." Stan was a senior, on the verge of 18. Something in me snapped, I had only killed 6 people my entire life, I was going to make it 7. I turned around and slammed his head against the locker, his towel fell off and I put my full force on his junk with just my right foot.
I kept kicking, and kicking. I picked him up and shoved his bloody, broken face back into the locker. I damaged his rib cage, I-
I was pulled off by the PE teacher. I looked at the fucker who now needed an ambulance and smiled.
When the resource officer put me in cuffs it aroused me in some sick twisted way. I told the principal everything and he was appalled by Stan's words, but disturbed by my actions. Papa would have to come to the school and get me. Christmas was a week away.
When Papa arrived I was let out of the handcuffs, my fists full of bruises and still covered in blood. Papa had to listen in as the Principal lectured me about fighting. Then suspended me for a week.
When Papa and I got into the Bentley he looked at me.
"How many times will I have to come get you because you've gotten in a fight with another student?" He asked backing out of the parking lot.
"He's not a student, he's a pig." I spoke up. Papa looked at me.
"Yes, I applaud you for standing up for your partner, it shows you really care. Though there are safer alternatives such as telling the adults in charge."
"They would not have done shit." I defended. "I've heard people say atrocious things about Ashton, some have even caught on with him and I being together and have made rude comments to me. I've told teachers many times but nothing changes."
