'le gasp, it's still Ethans POV'
This first week has been great, I became close friends with Dan from the bathroom and the one he is in love with who's name is Phil. I also became closer with Sean and I found out that he has a girlfriend who is moving to the area soon enough so I won't be the shortest out of my friends, even though I'm taller then Mark girlfriend, I would classify her as a friend. The only thing I'm dreading is that the guys invited me to a sleep over at Sean's house, so I had a week to come out to my friends or I had to sleep in a binder and I'm not making that mistake again because it hurt and didn't help that I was best up that next day which left me not being able to breathe properly for a week. I decided to tell Sean first, we had English together. "Hey Sean" "Hey Ethan, you okay your hands are shaking" "Yeah, I'm fine, I just have to tell you something but you have to promise me that you won't tell anyone else" "okay, so what's wrong" I took a deep breath and mumbled "imtransgender" "I didn't catch that could you please repeat that" "I-i transgender" "awesome, mtf or ftm?" I let out a sigh of relief that he didn't hate me "I'm ftm, Im kinda telling all our friends before the sleep over" "that's a good idea, but tell Mark without Tammie being their, she will tell him to never be your friend and will make him ignore you" "damn, that sounds like an abusive relationship" "oh my God it does" "dude, how am I supposed to tell him anyway, she is constantly around him" "yeah, I don't even see what he sees in her, I liked his old girlfriend Amy, she was so nice, too bad she had to move and her and Mark were forced to break up" "damn, that's gotta suck" The conversation was cut short by the bell going and I was going to next class and my day was spent telling peptide was transgender and their reactions were near enough to Seans and I was also given the same advice about telling Mark.-The next day-
I walked over to Mark after school and I seen him crying under a tree. "Mark, what's wrong?" Mark jumped when he heard my voice and wiped his eyes and pulled his sleeves down 'is he hiding something, is that something the thing I'm thinking of cause I hope it's not but not is not the time to ask' "I-Im fine Ethan" "then why are you crying?" Mark looks down and starts crying more. I moved closer and hugged him and he hugged me back tightly "she broke up with me" "why?" "because I told her I was pansexual" "oh, well that's a very stupid reason to break up with someone" "hey Ethan?" "yeah Mark?" "do you wanna come over to my house? I don't trust myself to be alone right now" 'okay, now I'm getting really curious about why he pulled his sleeves down' "sure, I'd love to" I smiled and Mark smiled weakly. On the way to his house I called my mom to tell her I was going to a friends house and she told me to wear protection which made me laugh, after I got of the phone it started to rain which was great because I didn't have a jacket. When we arrived at Mark house, we were both saturated in water so we went up to his room and Mark gave me one of his shirts and a pair of sweatpants to wear, I thanked him and went into the bathroom to get changed. It was only when I went into the bathroom I realised that my shirt had gotten quite see through and I had a dark coloured binder on. 'oh God I hope he didn't notice yet' and to make matters worse, the shirt he gave me was a but too big to it kept coming of one shoulder which showed the strap of my binder 'guess I better ask hinckley for a jumper' I opened his door to see him shirtless and my suspicion from earlier was answered(trigger warning)
And I was right, on Marks arms were cuts and scars
(holy feaces, this is a long part, also the next part will probably have a trigger warning so thought I should warn whoever is reading this)
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Trans Boy (Crankiplier)
Fiksi PenggemarTHIS STORY HAS TRIGGERING MATTERS Im not good at descriptions Ethan is a transgender (ftm) student at his new school Mark is a regular student but secretly has depression DISCLAIMER: I am not Trans nor do I have depression but I do know the fee...