You're Like A French Fry (a transgender love story)

Kill's parents are dumb and dumber

"ok, so what are you two doing here?" Kill asks as he lets us in their house.

"We got you some cake and made a cookie!" I hand them the stuff.

"Thanks! But uh, did you have to come all the way in?" Kill awkwardly looks around.

"No, but you sorta just rushed us in for some reason," James points out.

Kill leans over to whisper in James' ear. Soon, Kill moves on to whisper something in my ear.

My eyes widen.

"Dude, you serious?" I sound surprised, and in which I am.

"Yeah...." They reply.

I look around, and back down at my feet.

Oh jeez. "So uhm, do you need our help with anything, or-" I stop.

"Oh, gosh I just- I need your help! But then there's the fact that I might never see you again, and that scares me," Kill explodes into tears, scared tears. "Without you two, well I'm just scared all the flipping time, and I don't know what to do and-"

"Kill, calm down." I calm him down a bit. "Shhhh, shh. Everything will (hopefully) be fine."

"What if it isn't?" Kill looks up.

"It will be fine! You can still contact us!" James butts in.

"No, I can't. My parents said no phones are allowed." Kill sniffles.

"What kind of bullshit is that?" I'm annoyed at their parents.

"I don't know! The camp says I can bring my phone! But my parents want me to leave it with them! I don't trust them that well, and with no way of contacting any of you, I'm gonna just die! From being terrified!"

"Why are your parents making you go to nature camp?" I ask, seriously wanting to know.

"So I can get out more! Be connected with nature! Or some shit." Kill has his arms wrapped around their body, shaking.

"Can't we go with you?" James asks.

"My parents said "NO FRIENDS!!!!"" he yelled.

"The fuck?" James looks at me.

"My parents also said that going to this camp will "get me away from my bad influence friends." HOW THE FUCK ARE YOU BAD INFLUENCES?" Kill was pissed off at their parents.

"Hello!" Kill's dad walked in. "Oh fuck, it's those two," he muttered, disgusted by our existence.

"So, uh what's this about Kill's best friends be bad influences on them?" I ask, pissed off at them.

"Them? He's one person you dip shit!" Kill's father yelled.

"YEAH, BUT THAT DOESN'T CHANGE THA FACT OF WHO HE FUCKING Identifies AS! SO HOW ABOUT YOU SHUT Up YOUR SORRY ASS, AND GET GOING?" I scream. "Take my best friend away from me, and you won't see the light of day."

"HEA GOING TO NATURE CAMP, WITHOUT YOU TWO FUCKERS, AND THAT'S FINAL!" Kill's father screeched, his voice cracking. "Leave. My. House."

"Gladly!" I grab Kill's arm, and pull him with me.

"You can't take Kill!" His mom yelled.

"I can do whatever the shit I want! And if they don't wanna be here anymore, with you two motherfuckers, then I'm gonna make 'em comfortable and take 'em with me!" I scream back, as James follows Kill and I out of the house.

"Guys, you really shouldn't-" Kill gets interrupted by a car crashing into a tree, just mere inches away from Kill.

"FUCK, YOU SHOULD'VE MOVED INTO THE WAY!" his "father" yelled from the crashened car.

"Are you dumb?" Kill looks over at him. "Why the fuck would I move into the way of a crashing vehicle?"

"Because I want you dead!" His "father" responded.

"And I want you dead more!" Kill yelled back, grabbing James' and I's arms.

Kill ran, ran fast from that house.

"Good thing I have my aunt's I can stay at!" Kill said as they pulled out their phone. "Hold on, I need to take a few phone calls."

---afterwards---

"Wait, so you're telling me those "parents" were actually just your aunt and uncle?" I asked, making sure I got what Kill had said.

"Yes, and my "aunt" is my real mom.." Kill answers. "So, as long as the jackasses I thought were my parents, are not my parents I think I'll be fine."

"Where does your au- mom live?" I questioned.

"Ten, fifteen minutes away from here."

"Oh thank god you won't be far away!" James pretends to wipe off sweat.