Take me (WxIntersex)

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Ona's POV

Alekses groaned while holding her chest for the umpteenth time.

I looked at her and rolled my eyes. You have no one but yourself to blame.

I looked at the brace on my left wrist and pinch the bridge of my nose. I have no one to blame but myself, as well.

She knew what she was doing when she stomped on this hand. My dominant hand is my right one, but I prefer to use my left hand for most activities.

If I hadn't said because I was bored to save some of Alekses' ass, I would be fine right now. I doubt that. The fact that I let things go on for so long would have still ended up like this.

"It's as if she put three years worth in that beating."

"It was more like a year and a half," I shrugged and pulled into the garage. I immediately noticed Amie's car was gone, which worried me because normally she'd tell me when she was leaving. "Huh? She's gone? She usually tells me if she was going somewhere."

Alekses opened her mouth to yap some more, but I held my hand up and shushed her. I pulled my phone out, dialed a number, and put it to my ear.

The phone rang four times before I heard her voice.

"What?"

"Where are you?"

"Somewhere minding my business."

I turned towards Alekses and gave her the keys after muting the phone.

"Go inside and start cleaning up."

With a nod, she took the keys and left the car, allowing me to converse alone.

"Amie, I'm not in the mood for whatever game you're playing. Where are you?"

"I swear," she grumbled. "Ona, what's the point of you having my location if you never check it."

"I do check it."

"Obviously, you don't," Amie sassed.

"I do, but you usually tell me when you're leaving," I sighed and leaned back against the headrest. "I got so used to it that it gives me comfort hearing it from your lips instead finding out from the screen of my phone."

What I said wasn't just a spout of nonsense. It was the genuine truth. Before this, we had never kept anything from each other, but I'm sure I went and fucked it up.

An exaggerated huff came from the other side of the phone, making me smile a bit.

"The institute I told you about yesterday."

"Oh."

Amie hummed and remained silent for a bit before she chuckled.

"Ona," she called and I hummed as a response. I loved hearing my name from her. The sound of her voice always put me at ease.

"What is it?"

"Why didn't you tell me the truth. I know you didn't just sit and watch because of boredom," she asked after a bit of silence. This woman is indeed my better half. It's crazy how I could breathe wrong and it wouldn't get past her. "You got tired, didn't you?"

And the truth rears its head ugly head. Again, she was right. Many times I'd voice my opinion to her about the dumb shit Alekses would do, but my mother could never see fault in her. I could do nothing, and she'd still find fault in it. She would always tell me I was made to keep an eye on Alekses. That was my only purpose on Earth, make sure Alekses remained the "star".

Amie knows I hate being compared to other people, but my mother did every chance she could get. We could do the same thing, but mother find hers perfect. She'd tell me to stop trying so hard to outshine my cousin when in reality, I just wanted my mother to look at me like she did my brother and Alekses.