Transgender Tyler - CREEPYPASTA Short Story/ Xander-Quinton

Chapter 2

*Warning, contains extremely mature and triggering content* 

  As soon as Tyler got home, he unlocked the door in a hurry and ran up to his bedroom. His mother screamed something at him as he ran through the smoke-filled room, but he ignored it and locked his door. His hands twitching, he opened his top drawer in his cabinet and reached under his boxer pants for his box of cigs and his lighter. He immediately lit one and opened his window. He sat on his windowsill and blew the smoke into the warm air. Tyler felt himself relax and his hands stopped twitching as he took another drag and blew it out of the window.  

His eyes swiftly darted all around the room before he glanced down at his cigarette. He usually had about 5 a day, and today, he had only had two, including this one. He heard faint scratching noises on his door, which was strange as he had no pets. Another thing he couldn't help but notice is that no matter how much he drunk, he always seemed dehydrated.

"Shit!" Tyler randomly exclaimed because of his 'random vocal ticks' and he took another drag. After he had finished his cigarette, he put it out on the outside of his wall and dropped the ash filled stub onto the grass in his garden. Tyler couldn't stop thinking about the Hispanic boy from earlier and how sweet he was. His mind flickered back to when Jordan molested him and to the time something similar happened to him as a child. He largely inhaled through his nose and rolled his eyes backwards. He was slowly going insane by the minute as the colours on the posters on his wall began to brighten and make him screw his eyes shut tightly. He glanced over at his shelf for Ejuice and picked his favourite one up and refilled his vape tank.He just smoked for the rest of the evening and he had the itching temptation to harm himself, but the way that Hispanic boy treated him earlier made him soften up and put the blade away in his pocket. When he was tired he just climbed into bed, not bothering to change into his pyjamas and he just lay there, listening to music and vaping until he finally dropped off to sleep.

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He woke up really early in an anxious mood, feeling the blade in his back pocket he sighed and got up out of bed. He was already in clothes, and he couldn't be bothered to shower as the water was only cold anyway, so he just packed his school bag and sat on his bed, shaking his knee for a while.

A little while later he heard his mother storm upstairs and started bashing on his door. What the fuck, she never moved from her chair! He thought and started panicking. He threw some clothes, all his cigs (50) and his lighters all into a backpack. He knocked all of his Ejuice's off of the side and into the bag, including his vape and all of his spare batteries. He had to get out, for now. He'd done something to seriously piss his mother off and he wasn't sure that he'd see tomorrow if he didn't escape. He put all of his money in his wallet whilst his mother was screaming at him to open the door while she bashed on it.

He climbed onto the windowsill, (with both his school bag and his backpack) luckily his window was already open because it made a lot of noise and he jumped onto the grass that he had dropped the fag ashes on. He put both of his bags on his back and ran as fast as he could to get somewhere, anywhere. It was about half 6 in the morning and school opened at 8, so he decided to sit in the local park for a while, lighting another cigarette on his way there (49).

He made sure his blade was still in his back pocket and he sighed in relief as he felt the sharp edges with his fingers and pulled it out of the black fabric. He was alone, so he cut himself many times, finally giving into the temptation. It felt so relaxing and he sighed, pulling his jumper over his arms again, watching the blood seep through. He suddenly remembered that he had slept with this binder on and he started to panic, but he realised that what he'd just done was far worse than sleeping with a binder on for one night. So he relaxed again.