Worthless

Bus Rides

She hates going home. She always gets a hug from her boyfriend, but she's tired of being judged. Everyone on her bus thinks different things about her. Her friends think she's sweet and happy. The bus driver thinks she's nice. Others, she's not entirely sure about. She keeps hearing rumors from the back of the bus.

"She's such a whore." They say. It changes everyday.

"I heard she's a lesbian. Isn't she dating that one chick?" She wanted to scream and cry, but she didn't move a muscle. She wanted to tell them the truth.

"I'm not a lesbian, I'm bisexual! I'm not dating a chick, he may not look like a typical guy to you but he's transgender. Stop judging by what you see," she wants to scream at them, but she'd get teased more. She'd be teased for being the girl who claimed to be straight but is seen with a 'girl' everyday. As she thinks more about it she gets angry. Her friends are teasing each other. She wants to scream, she wants to make everything stop. She wants to freeze time, get off the bus, kiss her boyfriend one last time, then get ran over or run away. She wants to escape this reality.

"She's not dating anyone." She sighs and slowly starts to cry. How she wishes she could change the way everyone thinks. She wishes she had magic so she could be accepted. She wants to scream at everyone until they understand. She has two friends now that are transgender. One wants to be male and the other female. She stays still and listens to the gossip from the back.

"Slut...whore....bitch...." that's all they say anymore. That's all she hears. Whether they're talking about her or not. She can't help but hear just that. She's hurting now. She's crying when she gets home. She doesn't tell people how she feels. She keeps lying. She pretends to be happy while crying. It's slowly killing her, but she hangs on for them. Her two friends that feel alone in the world. The ones who no one can fully understand. She accepts them and is always there for them. Yes, she has to be trained to call them the right things, but she doesn't mind. So she fights through her pain.

She hates denying that she like him and that she's dating him, but she's afraid of everything. She doesn't like hurting him by denying it, but she's afraid of the others and her family.