A/N hey guys so today i am writing in class, i got nothing better to do ahhaha and i got a girlfriend now :3 heheh i'm so lucky! she is the best anyways on to the story!!!
Dane’s P.O.V
Hearing birds chirping and the soft sounds of the wind, I slowly open my eyes to see darkness, it felt like something was holding me…. but who? Moving around a bit to see who had me in their arms, I see blonde hair and green-ish skin, it was Mac who was in my bed, why is he in my bed, holding me? Making a little bit of a coughing noise and poking the Satanist’s chest softly, he finally wakes up. Blinking a bit, he moves a little to adjust himself.
“emm… Mac why ya in my bed?” I asked softly, worried he might get mad at me
“Oh.. emmm sorry loved,” sitting up he rubs his head a bit and continues “ I thought I heard noise coming from your room, like as if you were having a nightmare or something… so I came in and held ya and I guess I fell asleep, sorry about that.” I don’t remember ever having a nightmare last night, so I know he’s lying, wonder why he really came in here for? “So emm since I’m here, let me check your eye, just to make sure it’s okay..” nodding my head, I let him open my swollen eye again, this time only trying once. It still hurt a lot but it was bearable. Sighing he lets out and pulls me close to his chest.
“ I’m really sorry love…” resting his chin on my head as he mumbled his words I could tell he was still tired, checking the time it was only 9:20 am, quickly pushing him down, I laugh a little at the surprised look Mac gave me.
“It’s early, you’re tired and I’m tired, plus you’re comfy so let’s sleep some more.”
Slipping back under my covers, I wait for Mac to do the same, and after a few moments he does, smiling at my small win, I snuggle in and get comfy again and fall back to sleep.
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(Later on that day)
It was a very sunny day, and it made it that much better, once I woke up again Mac was gone, it didn’t shock me that was the type of person Mac was. Once I was already for the day, I had the mask Mac gave me on and went to the kitchen, I could hear people fighting but it didn’t sound like the twins. Looking around I find Ish, the twins and Charlie in the living room.
“hey, who’s fightin?” I ask scratching my head
“it’s Lilain and Mac, things have been really bad between the two…” Ish states with a cold look my way. Looking down I stare at my feet.
“ah Mac will just kick her out, he doesn’t wanna deal with her forever” Charlie puts in as the twins nod their heads in agreement.
Nodding my head, I head back into the kitchen, but by the time I get there Mac and Lilain are storming out of Mac’s room, screaming at each other, for a moment I just stand there, staring but then Lilain turns her attention to me and starts yelling at me about just standing around and how stupid I look with my mask on. That’s when Mac really got mad and told her to get out, that she was never to come back, and that she only had an hour to get all her crap out of the house, she tried to put a fight but Mac shut her down. Soon she was packing and moving her shit out of the house, I really couldn’t care about her, I never got to know her though I don’t think I even wanted to. Finally Mac turns to me and picks me up, he whispered a small sorry and told me the masks were nice and not to listen to her, he was right I liked them and plus I didn’t want anyone to see my eye… that didn’t look nice.Maybe the Satanist wasn’t all that bad and actually did have a good side to him.
Soon the house fell silent as Lilian getting her things and left, no one seems upset, though I don’t think anyone really liked her that much to begin with. Staying in my room, I wasn’t sure what was going to happen the next day, as it was going to be Monday and I had no clue if I would be going to school or not. I still didn’t want to go, but I guess I should give it a try… Maybe it won’t be as bad as my last school. I shouldn’t have high hopes for it, I don’t need to be let down again… But what if it is really bad, like before, what am I to do, asking Mac to let me stay home and do homeschooling… that’s unlikely. And who would help me? I don’t think anyone would want to help me… well maybe Charlie… he might, he’s always there to fill me in on what I don’t know or what I missed.
(THAT NIGHT)
That night everyone was packing lunches and working together, some had a few little spats at each other but I think it was mostly the twins who spat at each other about their lunches. Being in my room, I could hear them all, they sounded happy. Smiling a bit to myself, I remember when me and my family were like that, me and my sister would play outside and try to capture as many butterfly’s and ants as we could, we’d keep them in a jar and then we’d run into our room and let the butterflies go to fly around the room, we’d lay on the floor and just watched them, once I had one land on my nose, it tickled. Another time it was me, my mom, and my dad, my sister was out at a sleepover with her friends and I felt so alone, it was the first time she wasn’t going to be there at night, we were so close back then. Dad and mom wanted to cheer me up so they thought it was a great idea to make cookies and watch my favourite movies, it worked well till during a movie I broke down crying cause my sister wasn’t there watching it with me. I kind of wished we stayed that close, but I guess things happen for a reason… at least I hope so. Hearing a knock on the door, sitting up and watch the door creek open. It was Ish.
“Hey, Ish” I mumble through my mask
“Hey Dane… just wanted to give you your lunch for tomorrow…” moving his arm into my room, I see the brown paper bag “ I didn’t know what you like, so I put an apple, pop tarts and ice tea in there, hope that’s alright with you.” Nodding my head, Ish sets the bag on my table top gently as if scared to wreck the peace in my room.
“Thanks mate” I say as he walks to the door. Just before leaving he turns and leans back on the wall, and closes the door a bit.
“Dane… why do you wear those masks?” tilting his head as he asked, I rub my head and shrug “there’s got to be a reason for it”
“I like them I guess…” looking down I play with my thumbs a bit
“sigh…do you have a ride tomorrow? To school?” shaking my head, he sigh’s again “ you can ride with me then” crossing his arms he slides down the wall and sits, guess he was going to stay a while, winging my legs back over my bed, I lay down flat on my back. For a while we just stayed like that, no one talking, no one doing anything, at first it was awkward but as time went on I got use to it. I wonder what he was thinking about over there, was he thinking of something to say? Did he fall asleep? Turning my head to the side, I see Ish fast asleep, sighing I get up and find one of my other blankets and drape it over him. Turning off the lights I walk back to my bed and lay down, soon I fell into the land of dreams where everything was alright.
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Teen Fictionschool is tough, and so can your home, and it's even tougher when your school hates anything that isn't straight, so being transgender is tough to be proud of when everyone is trying to "fix" you or are hating on you like there's no tomorrow
