I Am Human

Chapter 1: Taking our leave

Blake's pov

I sighed as I went up the steps to the gate of my house, unlocking it with my key that had '69' written on it. I had just made it home from my walk back from school which was easier for me since it was near winter so I didn't have to deal with the blazing hot sun getting in my eyes, making me pass out, etc. School too was quite easy as no kids had made fun of me for being bi or transgender. Not yet anyways.

I locked the gate behind me and unlocked the front door, walking inside again locking it behind me. I glanced at the couch to see my mom silently crying, smoking a joint while holding a glass of wine which I assumed was mixed with some juice.
I sighed and looked away from the saddening sight, walking past my father who was watching T.V looking irritated at my mom's emotions which I thought was a bit douchey but couldn't scold him since I was the same way.

I walked into my room, locking the door behind me as I set my backpack down- instantly dropping down on my bed as I put my head in my hands, biting my lip as I looked up at nothing. "I'm home.." I announced quietly, knowing full well that no one would hear the defeat and tiredness in my voice.

I took my tablet out of my backpack and went on Spotify, putting on a playlist that was labeled Just me.. I stood up and dropped to the floor, starting to do Push-up's. I trained my body each day after school so I could get in fit instead of just moping about in sadness and anger while sitting and looking at my tablet getting fatter.

I stopped at 50 push ups, figuring that was enough for now before I overworked myself and I lied down on my bed, going on my tablet texting Zanny that I was home. Zanny and I were best friend's, soulmates in a friend way I guess. Her real name was Zerra but I liked to call her Zanny. We've known each other for 4 years and needless to say we've been through a lot during those years. Confusion of what we wanted, what we needed, how to survive and move on. I'm glad we've made it this far..

I looked at the time and thought of when I would go over to her place before I heard scratching at my door and whining. I froze for a second in fear but relaxed a little as I kept hearing the repeated whimpering and louder scratching. I walked over to my door opening it up to reveal Zanny.

"Yay!" She squealed as I gave a sheepish grin and hugged her tightly, nuzzling my face in her shoulder. "Okay okay relax, I know I'm sexy but damn." She said jokingly with a sly smirk as I smiled back and pulled myself off of her. She sighed and ran her hand through her hair, looking at me now seriously as I perked up.

"What's up?" I asked, tilting my head at her and slightly squinting my eyes; a habit of mine.

"My grandma.. She's being a bitch as usual.. S-She uh.."

She looked away and gestured to her bag which I haven't taken notice to before. It instantly clicked in my head and my eyes widened slightly before looking at her surprised.

"She didn't.."

"She fucking kicked me out."

She looked at me angrily, but a hint of defeat in her eyes said she accepted the realization of having to face life earlier than we both hoped.

"Dude.. I know she's a bitch but, kicking you out?"

I said, a hint of shock in my voice as I looked at her with pity and rested my hand on her leg comfortingly.

"I know, I was surprised too. Packed all my things though.. Was hoping I could stay here?" She asked, looking at me with total defeat and little hope in her eyes.
"My parents are going to say no.. You know how my father is.." I said, looking at her eyes looking at all of the hope being erased quickly. "They actually.. Dude my family's broken.. It's funny too because." I said, leaving her hanging as I pulled my bed back, revealing two backpacks- clearly full.

She looked at me in surprise and slight anger, then saw my face and I saw instant pity as she saw tears well up in my eyes but I held them back. "..We'll do it together, alright? I already have a car ready, don't ask me how. It's the jeep we've been talking about.. Leave now?" She asked, fear but courage in her eyes. I looked at the bags and quickly picked them up, nodding at her. "Let's go."

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We sat in the Jeep, me in the drivers sear since I had more experience driving and she sat in the passenger's seat, our bags in the back. I only crashed once so good enough.

"Where the fuck did you get a car?"

"Hey I said don't ask questions." She said sternly, giving a slight smirk.

"No, you just said don't ask questions about the car." I replied, steering the wheel and lightly stepping on the gas lightly.. Crashing into the church fence.

"..Pablo, señor I think we have a problem."

"..Don't question the porn mags, Pablo." She said, looking stern as we both bursted into laughter, me looking at her in confusion.

"D-don't question the Porn mangs?" I wheezed as I put our baby in reverse, pulling away from the fence and rolled down the window, flipping off the priest who came out hearing the crash.

"You're religion is fake!! All with the homo and all with the atheism, hateful jerk bitches!" I screeched, grinning as I felt weight get off my shoulders and I floured on it, hearing the tires screech as we went on the road, grinning at eachother.

"I've always wanted to say that.. For both of us actually." I smiled at her as I looked out on the road, driving to the center of the town before soon reaching to the highway.
"Hey uh.. Where are we going?" She asked curiously. I frowned at this and started thinking.. Where were we going?

I pulled over on the side and put 'er in park, resting my elbows on the steering wheel.
"Well.. Where do you want to go?" I asked, looking at her boredly, looking at her furrow her brows and start to think as well before she stomped her foot and grinned, looking at me.
"Canada." She stated, practically jumping in her seat which I smiled at.

"Home of the maple syrup it is."