𝐃𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐱 | 18 +

𝐎 𝐍 𝐄

Carter

My heart raced as I walked down the hall, leading to my father's home office, I placed my hand on the doorknob and turned it slowly, very hesitant to walk in. But did so anyway.

I stood confidently in front of my father determined not to let him see my fear.

"You wanted to see me father?" I questioned strongly, standing in front of his big dark brown wooden desk that filled almost half of the room. His desk was neat, the papers stacked neatly and in order, pencil holders and with other items. The room looks depressing to say the least.

"You are my only son." He declared with a careless but demanding tone.

You see I'm not a boy but a girl but my father doesn't accept me being a girl. I'm intersex and when my father and mother found out about it, my mother didn't care if I was born intersex she still loved and cared for me, but my father was another story. He calls me "son" but everyone can actually see that I'm a girl, he just simply doesn't want to accept it.

Yes I may have more masculine traits but you can still see the feminine traits.

When I turned eighteen my father tried to forced me to go under surgery to get my breasts removed but I refused, I loathed him after that, that he's so controlling over everyone and everything. But I don't care I still see myself as a woman, with surgery or without surgery.

"You are going to get married to Juliet Madden." My father puts out his cigar and turned his chair to look at me. My heart froze from hearing that name. Juliet Madden as in thee Juliet Madden. That's the most famous director in Hollywood.

I'm a very famous stuntwoman, so I haven't worked with her yet, but some stories that I've heard of her, I'm glad I haven't yet.

"They are the biggest director business in Hollywood father." I responded my voice small and quiet. I don't want to marry someone I don't know. I want to marry someone who I love and trust. Someone who will respect and care for me.

"Exactly, we have dinner with the Madden' tomorrow night at Cantina Luxe, you will behave or else there will be consequences, do you understand?" My father said in a demanding tone, gritting his teeth in anger.

"Yes father." I said, trying to hide my anger and frustration.

"Why are you still standing here, get the fuck out!" He said his tone sharp turning his chair away from me. Tears roll down my cheeks as I shut his office door quietly.

I went straight to my room, shutting the door behind me. I lay in my bed, feeling overwhelmed by hopelessness and shock. I had mixed emotions, I wonder what Juliet's reaction was. I heard rumours about her that's she's cold hearted person and she's good with her job as a director at her company.

She will probably be disgusted by me for being intersex, tomorrow with no doubt if I walk into that restaurant doors she's going to think I'm a big fat joke. My father is probably going to introduce me as his son and humiliate himself.

Lost in my thoughts, I heard a light knock on my bedroom door.

"Carter?" My mother said softly before entering my room.

"Mom." I responded with sadness in my voice. My mom wrapped her arms around me, comforting me the best she can.

She run her hands softly through my short black curly hair, holding me in her arms.

"I heard what your father is doing, I'm sorry I can't do anything about this situation." She said softly kissing my forehead. I sighed and hugged her tighter.

"I really don't want this." My mother sighed and give me one last kiss on my forehead before she stood up.

"I know darling, but whatever happens, I love you so much." She smiles at me before exiting my room, closing the door softly behind her.

I don't know if they are going to believe my father tomorrow once they hear my voice. My voice is a little deep but you can still hear the feminine in my voice. My height wasn't a problem since I'm 6'0 feet tall, and I have really small breasts so it's not really noticeable but if you look closely you can notice them.

I sighed and stood up from my bed and went to my balcony sitting on my chair, looking at the city lights.

I just hope that Juliet isn't so cold hearted as people said she is, because if she is, this isn't going to be very pleasant for me. I wonder why I'm marrying her, but I'll have to wait until tomorrow for that information.

"Carter?" I heard a voice I know too well.

"Hey, Daisy." She smiled at me and took a seat next to me throwing her arm around my shoulder leaning against me.

"I heard what happened." She said looking into the distance. I sighed and run my hands through my hair.

"Yeah, I'm marrying the most terrifying woman in Hollywood." She laughed softly and looked at me.

"What he does to you isn't right Carter, you have to stand up for yourself or else your life is going to be depressing." She said with a little bit anger in her voice.

"You know what happens when I try to stand up for myself." I whisper.

"And I hate him that he does." She mumbles with a frown.

"Dinner is in ten." She informed me and kissed my cheek and stood up from her chair and walked out of my room.

Daisy worked for my father since she was twenty. We met and became close friends over the years. Of course my father doesn't know about our friendship or else she'll be fired in a instant.

I stood up and went downstairs joining my father and mother for dinner.

The dinner table was quiet the whole time we sat there. The only sound you heard was the knife and fork against the plate.

When my father was done eating he stood up and left without a word. I looked at my mother and she smiled at me and walked over to me and gave me a hug.

"You're going to be okay, darling." She raised her eyebrows at me questionably. I nodded before she kissed my forehead.

"I love you, my sweet little angel." She hugged me again before she walked out of the dining room leaving me alone in my thoughts.

I went back to my room and took a warm relaxing shower before I climbed out and dried myself off. I dressed in my pyjamas and threw my dirty clothes into my hamper. I did my skin care routine and brushed my teeth before climbing into bed.

I watched some Netflix for about two hours before I shut the TV off and put my phone on charge before I went to sleep.

I hope everything goes well tomorrow.

Or else I'll be dealing with my father's consequences.

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~ R