"Um, here's a list of all the places that accept our insurance, your insurance card, and the credit card you need to put the co-pays on," her mom said. It had been maybe two hours of us just sitting together. She handed it all to me and I thanked her. "The star ones have more LGBT friendly therapist. Pink is psychologist and blue is psychiatrist. And the ones in purple are in New York." She left and I looked at Alex.
"What's the difference," Alex asked.
"Psychologists can't give medicine. Psychiatrists can."
"Which one should I do?"
"Either one."
"Let's move," she whispered, "to New York. So I don't have to start over when I get there. You can go on testosterone and I can go to school. We can be happy. I just don't want to get invested in a psychiatrist here and then have to go through it all over again in New York."
"I'll see what I can do. Give me my laptop." She smiled and grabbed my bag.
"Wait. Our WiFi is down. Let's go to your place," she whispered.
"You just wanna fuck," I replied and pecked her lips. She turned red and bit her lip. She got up and grabbed her phone and charger. "Pack a bag. You're gonna stay with me so I know you're safe." She nodded and started doing what I said.
I gathered all her makeup and stuff from the bathroom. She finished and told her mom. We arrived at my house a few minutes later and I led her to my room. "Mischa!"
"Yeah," I yelled in Russian.
"Who's with you?"
"Just Alex dad. She's gonna stay with us for a little bit so don't scare her," I replied, knowing Alex had no clue what we were saying. I heard him laughing and I opened my door.
"You redid your room."
"I had a post breakup crisis," I said and she looked at me. I shut the door and she pushed me against it. I leaned down and kissed her, grabbing her butt. She moaned a little and kissed me harder. I flipped us and pinned her wrists against the wall.
I reached over and locked the door, thinking or a future excuse in case my parents came knocking. I grabbed her waist and picked her up. She wrapped her legs around me as I carried her to my bed. I laid down on top of her and kissed her neck.
"You're making me really horny and if you don't stop, I'm gonna have an issue with your parents."
"They don't care. Do you know how many girls I used to bring home and make scream? They weren't as loud as you but it happened." She blushed but hit me on the shoulder.
"You're an ass. That just made me so not horny," she said. I laughed and she got up. She went to the bathroom and shut the door. A few minutes later, she came back. She unlocked the door and jumped into bed with me. "Daddy, I'm sleepy."
"Take a nap. I'll wake you up in two hours." She nodded and took her pants off. She cannot sleep in pants and it's kinda funny.
I grabbed my laptop and started looking up apartments, but quickly got bored and started playing to Minecraft. I'm kidding. I played Overwatch because that game is amazing. She mumbled something and opened her eyes, looking up at me.
"Morning princess," I whispered and finished killing someone. The game ended and I logged off. I laid on my side and looked at her.
"Find anything good?"
"Yeah. I found a two bedroom near Central Park for five grand a month."
"Five grand?"
"Yeah. New York is not cheap, princess. It's in a good area and it has a small balcony that we can fuck on."
