The trans, the whore, and the baby.

Prologue

Author's Note. The tree house is Adam's tree house. This is two months before the start of the story.

Arabella's P.O.V

"Come out, come out wherever you are!" Adam laughed from a couple of feet away from the tree I was hiding behind. I quickly slapped hand over my mouth to quiet my giggles. We are playing a game of hide and seek. The tree house is a safe place, and I was only a couple of strides from the old latter that led up to the deck of it. I peeked out from behind the tree, and Adam and I make eye contact for a split second before I take off running. Adam is a track star, so he caught me before I could even get out from behind the tree. He quickly slipped his hands around my waist and lifted me up.

"Adaaaammm," I squealed. He laughed and tickled me to the ground. When we were both on the ground I sigh happily. Adam props himself up on one elbow and stares at me. I just stare back. His eyes are so chocolate brown and beautiful. I reach my hand up and lightly stroke his cheek with my thumb.

"What are you thinking about, Belles?" Adam asks, calling by the nickname he gave me when we started dating.

"About how much I love you!" I giggle and then he kisses me. I wasn't expecting it so I gasped in surprise. He chuckles and kisses me again. This time, I was more prepared. Our kisses were always slow and lovely, but Adam was being a bit aggressive with his tongue in my mouth and a hand on my hip.

After we calmed down for a second I looked at him. He looked at me. I knew what he was thinking. I nodded to say it was okay, and he stood. I stood up, and Adam led me to the townhouse.

(A/N)
Ummmmm, thanks for reading you guys!!! Be sure to vote and comment. This is my first real story, so sorry if there are like, plot holes and grammar errors. Don't hesitate to correct me. Wattpad is full of some pretty chill people.

Peace out,
       Beau-Grayson