FtM Transgender???

Chapter #8: Stitches

A/N ahoy mates! 106 reads! :D omg i am so happy! and i can't wait to write this chapter, it should be intersting and again i'm thinking of all the things that may happen in it xD so it might be another 4 pages! yes! and just a little heads up, there might be a heart to heart talk between two characters, oooooooooh! i wonder who! ^o^

~Ghosty

 Walking to Mark's i knew i was gonna get the 101 questions but at least when Mark does it he is actually worried and doesn't yell, instead he get us tea and we talk about everything, now if my mom did that we might actually get along. Not bothering to knock on his door, i just let myself in.

"Mark! ow..." quickly rushing my hand to my cheek i gently go over the bandages, making a self note not to open my mouth that wide ever again till these stitches are out.

"Jamie?! what are you doing here? shouldn't you be at school?" yelling from probably his room i head in that direction, but only meeting him at the bottom of the stairs "holy crap! what happen to you!?" running down the stairs he takes me to the kitchen counter and sits me down

"well do you want the long story first of the short one?" i was hoping for the short one more or less cause i didn't feel like talking about it.

"well... i guess the short one.. and not cause i don't care i can see in your eyes, so i wont press anything." i'm glad he knows me well

"alrighty well... Dawn beat me up and i let her cause i don't hit girls and so i helped her not get in trouble , don't ask why cause i don't know myself, and so i saw a new side to her and she took me to a hospital and also paid for these to make up for what she did." spitting it out all at once, i relaxed in the seat, as Mark got the tea ready.

"i see, so something happened before hand to make her beat you up, right?" saying as he grabing two mugs out

"yea, it was in drama class, it wasn't to good..." looking to my hands i knew it really wasn't good, things at school will be harder now... although they already are hard enough to deal with but...i don't know... and for sure the school will be talking to my mom so once i get home i'll be yelled at for one being rude to the counsellor and for drama and a fight plus my stitches... yep i'm looking forward to going home tonight...

"you know, you could stay here for the night?" as if reading my thoughts, he was right i could stay here but then i would also have Kain and Cris asking me what happen and i'd probably have to sleep with Kain again so not gonna happen tonight, i can't deal with him with all this shit too.

"thanks but i dont wanna piss my om off anymore then i already have, plus my dad is suppose to be home tonight so i wanna be there for that." i really did like my dad, he was cool and understanding unlike my mom, it was just to bad he is never really around cause of his job an all....

"ah i see, say hi to him for me, he really is a good dad..." pouring the mugs full with hot water he ups the tea bags in and lets them sit for a while and let the water cool aswell.

"yea he sure is...." once getting my tea i add some milk and sugar, i loved tea, it was always the best thing to have when the world wasn't playing nice.

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It was around 5 when i started the walk home, on one hand i wasn't looking forward to it ,but on the other i was happy to see my dad. Taking my time i decide to go through my window so i  can atleast put my things away and change my clothes before my mom starts yelling at me. Walking to the side yard i open my window and slip in, tossing my backpack to the side, i strip my shirt and jeans off and put black shorts and a grey top on. Not wanting to leave my room and jump onto my bed and lay down to think, maybe i should wait till dad gets home, then mom wont start yelling as soon or as bad... but then she might make him take her side...damn...no matter what it wont turn out good...