That same day, I took a shower, and I tend to cut myself in the shower so the blood washed away easily and the heat would cause the new wound pain. I loved pain...I really did. That night I cut a lot less than usual, and then Madeline texted me:
Mads: hey I'm coming over, I don't care, just know I'm gonna walk in.
"Fuck..." I say to myself and wash away the blood from my cuts also turning the water off, I quickly get in a long sleeved baseball t-shirt and jeans. I cover my wrists as much as possible, minutes later she barges in my apartment.
She's holding my pocket knife, I cut myself normally with it...I forgot it...shit! It fell out of my backpack...oh I'm really fucked now. She looks at me, anger in her eyes.
"YOU CUT!!!!" She yells at me in shock almost.
"Yeah I cut, big deal?" I try to grab the knife but she doesn't let me.
"Yes!!! A very big deal!!! Why the hell do you not tell me these things!!!" She sighs and calms down, but not by much.
"Because maybe the fact I just got to actually know you! And how I have fucking trust issues!! I obviously couldn't count on my brother to keep my wanting to be a girl secret from my parents!!! Then they kicked me out!!!! I started cutting!!!" I'm super frustrated.
"Max..." She grabs my hands trying to calm me down.
"What!" I yell, angry.
She kisses me and it instantly calms me down, when she kisses me I feel fear in her lips.
I slowly pull away and I hug her. "I'm sorry..." I frown "I didn't know what to do I just-I...I started to cut, it got addicting, and became an everyday thing..."
"Ssh Max just shut up..." She holds my head into her and I don't let go, she lays on the couch, as I bawl my eyes out into her shirt.
When I yelled at her it made me feel horrible...but I already felt horrible anyways.
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The Trans Girl
RandomMadeline, a 16 year old high school girl, has the hugest crush on a transgender girl named Max, who is 17 and now a lesbian. Max was born a boy, Madeline never knew that until they became close and pursue a relationship.
