Behind These Cracked Walls

Chapter 1

I look up at my reflection raising my eyebrow slightly. Inspecting my face with a small scowl. Staring at how plump my light pink lips are, how high my cheek bones are. Despising the curvature of my body, only stopping to smile at the natural flatness of my chest.

I sigh and pull on baggy pants and an extra large t-shirt, hiding my female figure. I turn towards the mirror and comb my black bangs into my face with my fingers, spiking up the rest with some gel. I smile slightly at myself, happy with the boyish outcome. Turning towards the door and grabbing the knob, I take a deep breath knowing my asshole of a brother awaits me on the other side. I pull open the door and look up at my brother's disgusted face.

"God Jessica, you fucking dyke. I thought it would take you less time to get ready."

He pushes past me into the bathroom.

"It's Jake, Collin. You know that.."

I sigh and walk towards the kitchen that's situated on the other side of my small house. I walk in slowly, my converse making small shrill squeaks against the wood floor. I look towards my father who's staring out into the back yard with a cup of coffee. I smile lightly.

"Hey dad."He looks up at me and smiles widely.

"Good morning Jes-Jake." I smile at the fact he corrected himself and look towards my mother who almost burns herself making chocolate chip pancakes.

"Be careful mom."

"I'm your mother, don't tell me how to live my life." She rolls her eyes at me jokingly. I laugh and sit down as she brings the pancakes to the table. I proceed to eat with most of my family, Collin not coming down the stairs until ten minutes before we had to leave for hell, I mean high school. He stuffs his face and glares at me. Collin walks out the front door slamming it in the process. I sigh and my parents both offer me a smile. My mom kisses my forehead and puts her hand on my shoulder.

"Don't worry sweetie. He'll understand one day."

I hope so mom. I hope so.