I look at myself in the bathroom mirror. No clothes. No towel. Nothing.
I hate what I see.
I pull on some pants and jeans and reach for the cabinet and after a few minutes I find what I'm looking for. Ace bandages. I begin to wrap them tightly around my chest. Top to bottom; left to right. It hurts but it's worth it.
It takes a little while longer to find a safety pin but I soon have my bandages secured in place. Looking back at the mirror I feel better with my figure. Yes, it's tight. Yes, it hurts. But no more 'Samantha' now it's 'Sam'.
Click. The bathroom door slowly swings open, my mum "What's taking you so long?". I can't grab the towel fast enough to hide my chest and she sees them. Her face drops then contorts into a mixture of pain and fury. "I need to talk to you." I say feebly, looking down at my feet.
"What is it Samantha? What are you doing to yourself?"
"Mum, my name is Sam. I'm a boy."
"No you are not. Stop trying to be something you are not; It's wrong. You're a girl, my daughter!" Her voice steadily rising.
"Please, listen to-" she cuts me off.
"No, I'm not listening to your nonsense. Take those bandages off, put a bra and t-shirt on and get downstairs now!" She slams the bathroom door leaving me to cry on the bathroom floor.
I begin to unwrap the bandages slowly, tears rolling down my cheeks, watching everything I hate return. Why can't she accept me as a boy? I'm still the same person just with no chest. Eventually I pull myself together enough to leave the bathroom and head downstairs. I can already feel the sting if my mum's insults and rejection.
A/N hey guys I'm back and hoping to update weekly at least. Just thought I'd mention that I know it isn't safe to use ace bandages to bind but Sam is new to this and he will learn at some point
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Bind
Teen FictionI look at myself in the bathroom mirror. No towel. No clothes nothing. I hate what I see. Samantha is a boy and some people are just going to have to learn to live with it