My mom's car collided with the tree that was in the neighbor's yard.
"You fucker!" She screamed at me as I ran off.
Ain't no way in hell I'm getting blamed for her dumbass actions.
"You're the one that caused this!" She called out
"And yet you're the one that decided it was my time to die!" I ran faster than ever before.
She attempted to run after me. Instead she fell to the ground with an heavy, "oof."
I wanted to run back and save her. She's been a butch, but she's my mom. And so, I ran back after her to make sure she was ok.
"Take me to the doctor." She moaned in agony.
I called the ambulance people and they came all over the place
Wait what. No, they arrived and saved my mom.
---two weeks later---
"FUCK YOU ****!!!!!!" my mom screamed at me, causing another headache to form, as I walked inside of her hospital room.
"What'd I do?" I was confused.
"You caused this!"
"Nope, that was you!" I slid onto one of the chairs.
"GET OUT!"
"who do you think is paying for your medical bills?" I asked.
"Me!" She started acting like she was better than me.
"With a bank account of 4k, when the bills cost 5.5k?" I asked.
I hate America. And this is one of the reasons. We gotta pay medical bills!
"I'm paying for it because I have more money then you!" I spoke.
"Fuck yoooooou! Get out!" she continued to yell.
"Hey doc? Take my account off of who's paying. She's paying now." I told the doctor.
"Wait, no! I take back what I said!" My mom started to protest.
"Please take it off."
"Yes, sir!" The doctor quicky left.
Shortly after, I left too.
--- a few months later ---
As my mom tried to kill me. That's it.
"Mom, why are you killing me because of your actions?"
"Uhhh, cause you caused them!"
"No, I didn't." Defending myself with words is a safe option.
"Dinner's raw because you don't know how to cook!" She lied.
"No, dinner's raw because you don't know how to cook! Putting chicken in the microwave for five seconds does jack shit!" I tried to inform.
"Pfft."
"Y'know what? I'm going to bed. Have a bad night!" I rolled out of there.
I collapsed onto my bed, stomach growling. Yay, going to bed on an empty stomach! Just great.
My eyes slowly closed.
---dreamland(no not the one from that one show)---
"Oooh, look, a tree!" I ran straight for what tree.
"Owwwie!" I yelled as I stumbled down into the ground. "OOF!"
"Oof.. oof-ity, oof. Oof-ity, oof!" I waddled.
"OOF!"
---real world---
(3D pov)
"Yay! Look at me fly! Yayyy!" Lee mumbled as he made flying motions in his sleep.
He was acting like a child, again and he's happy.
"Look, a unicorn! Is that a dino?? Oh noooo!"
---dreamland----
"I'm high, AND drunk guys!" I stumbled down a joke that was in the ground.
---real world----
I awoken, after that strange dream.
*Slam slam slam*
I opened my door to see what was happening.
My mom was using my brother as an weapon to beat down my door.
"Fi! Holy shit! Are you ok?" I stopped my mom.
"Fucking time you awoke. GO MAKE ME BREAKFAST!"
My brother looked at me. "oof," he managed to say.
I belined to the kitchen to make my mom breakfast.
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You're Like A French Fry (a transgender love story)
General Fiction((EDIT: changed the description!)) "you're like a French Fry, nice, hot, and when I kiss you, delicious." *Dramatic music plays* Will Lee actually let go of his mom? Will Lee become an author with a boyfriend or girlfriend? Will Lee truly love hims...
