Take me (WxIntersex)

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Xhenia's POV

"Give me your hands."

Alekses seemed so gentle with her words, so I gave her my hands.

"That's a good girl," she hummed. I can't explain why, but it sent an electric shock right to my core. Her deep was raspier by the minute. Maybe she was getting sleepy.

She placed the mittens on me and fastened them.

"There we go," she yawned. "If you need me any time throughout the night, I'm right here for you."

She laid back, pulling me down with her, and closed her eyes. Instead of sleeping, I watched her facial expressions. I wasn't expecting myself to be sleepy since I had already taken a nap that day, but her presence was so calming to me, I was.

A yawn escaped my lips, and I closed my eyes, falling asleep as well.

"Xhenia, do you like worms?"

I looked up from my coloring book and shook my head. I've hated worms since the day my classmate threw one on me at school.

"No, Mommy. I hate worms."

I looked at her and noticed she was holding a container behind her back. I had half a thought of what was behind her back, but I'd like to believe otherwise.

"Hmm, you don't? That's weird. I thought you enjoyed the spaghetti you had yesterday," she shrugged and sat down the container.

My stomach convulsed at her words. I wasn't a fan of the spaghetti she made yesterday, but it wasn't like I could do better yet. Please don't tell me that's why it tasted weird.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, I made you more," she smiled. She brought around the container. It was filled with worms in red sauce. "Eat up."

She tossed the container at me, and the contents spilled onto my lap and at my feet. A scream of horror left my lips.

The worms wiggled, trying their best to find dirt to burrow in.

"How dare you waste a meal," my mother stormed at me. Her footsteps were loud and heavy. "I spent my time making that for you, and you waste it! Do you know how many kids are hungry on the streets?!"

She grabbed my head and pushed it towards the worms, forcing me onto my knees. "Eat."

"Please, I don't want to," I cried, trying my best to fight against her. "Please, don't make me."

My fight seemed futile. She smashed my head on the floor into the mess and growled at me to eat. "And since you wasted it, you can use your hands like the pig you are."

What I didn't know was that she had a wire hanger in her hand. When I tried to refuse, she had struck me with it.

"Eat it, you damn pig!"

"No, please!"

She kept hitting me with it and demanded I eat it. At some point, she got tired of my refusal to eat it and grabbed a handful of the monstrosity.

"Open your mouth."

I clenched my teeth and pursed my lips closed. I shook my head and turned away from her, but she gripped my cheeks and pressed down on my jaw, forcing my mouth open.

" Bon appétit," she cackled and shoved the worms into my mouth.

Jumping out of my sleep, I climbed over Alekses and grabbed her bedside trashcan the best I could. The contents of my stomach aggressively poured out into the trashcan.