Reversed Roles

Indroduction

"Dan I'm fed up of this shit! If you wanna dress like a pansy you can get out of my house!! If I come home from work one more time to find you dressed like a fucking girl I'll lose my shit with you!! You're so lucky your dad's gone!"

'Here we go again' I think while shutting my door, it's my only escape from my mum. I can't help what I like why can't she understand that?? Just because I like dressing feminine doesn't define who I am as a person!

I flinch to the sound of pots and pans being smashed around, the noise clearly purposeful in an attempt to scare me, it doesn't work anymore though she's been doing this for years. I try to alleviate the stuffy air in my room with some music, connecting my cracked IPhone 8, I put my favourites playlist on shuffle and cranking the volume up to 40% I lean against my bed in hopes to forget this all.

Pov Switch:

I lean against the cold bricks, the ally seeming darker than usual, the only light being the flickering old street lamp and the dull lit up windows. I pressed the bloody cloth harder into my side in hopes to stop the bleeding, 'for fucks sake Sam where are you!?' I grit my teeth in annoyance waiting to hear the skidding of tyres. Normally my jobs don't go this bad, I say jobs plural but really it's just one. To rid this world of the scum who thinks it's acceptable to abuse women and girls, I suddenly hear the skid of tyres to my left and roll my eyes before hobbling to the van to hop in. Sam sees my and her eyes widen in panic, "Why didn't you tell me you were hurt!?!" worry flooded her voice, I was getting woozy now so I just signalled for her to keep driving and leaned against the passenger door slowly drifting off.