Stay Sober For Me

She Still Has To Come Down

A Week Later:
I went straight to my room and grabbed some vodka from my stash. I grabbed my smokes from my pocket and light up. Some random kid offered me 100 bucks to get her a keg of beer because her normal dealer is out, luckily for me I know wear to get a keg for ten bucks.
Once I got her her keg I stopped buy the drug store to get myself my testosterone. On my drive home I stop by the river park to see if Eric's there and with my luck it's the only kids in school who don't accept me. Fuck they know my car, I know it's too late so I hop out and start to walk to Eric's spot.
"Hey fag," I hear from the distance, with the only thought going through my head that at least the can't see my scars.
"Sup dick face," I respond with hoping that they'll leave me alone once I get by Eric. I get a better glimpse of Eric and notice he's not there. Fuck he's running out for his dealer again.
"What did you call me?" Jake started to get mad.
"Dick face, I yelled it you might want to see a doctor to fix that hearing problem you have." I pull out a smoke and light up. For the next ten minutes I can hear them tormenting me from the distance as I slowly take drags from my cig. Trough it all the only thoughts going through my mind is how true these statements are, suddenly I feel a need to cut. My switch blades in my pocket if I could just- Jake grabs me and pins me to the nearest tree.
"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT!" I was furious.
"Climb up the tree and we'll leave you alone," he snickers. I tell them I'll be right back and go and grab my strong knife. Once I get back to the tree I stab it into the tree and pull myself up then take it out and repeat. Once I'm ten feet up I grab a branch pull myself up and take my knife out of the tree.
"The fag actually did it!" I heard Jake's buddy Ryan yell.
"Just wait Ryan, SHE still has to get down!" I felt the urge to cut come back. The way he said she in disgust, it just bothered me, he knows that I'm trans everyone does if they don't know that I'm female to male, they know I'm male and that's it. On my way down I hear my sweatshirt tear, and take it off once I get to the bottom. That's when they see them all my scars expose for the world to see. Their as open wide as they stare in disbelief. I start sprinting to my car, crying and in pain, and rush the fuck home.