I'm in love with a Transvestite

Chapter 1

It was one of those dark and rainy nights when I had gotten home from one of my friends house. I was careful in opening the door, in hopes I wouldn't wake up my dad. Ever since mom had died, he had gone from that sweet, loving, caring father to an alcoholic, and very abusive. He blamed me for my mothers death all the time so he'd take it on me.

As I entered the house as quietly as I could, the kitchen light turned on. Blinding me instantly. Before I could regain my vision, I was thrown into the kitchen counter, hitting my head on the cabinet above.

"Where the hell have you been?!? You were supposed to be home an hour ago. You know what happens when you get home late..." My dad sneered into my ear whilst yanking my long dark brown hair, pulling my head up so I could look into his bewildered and angry eyes. I knew what exactly would happen. He'd punish me, then rape me. But not tonight, because luckily where he had pinned me, the knife block was directly in my reach. I had reached back, grabbing the butcher knife in my hand. I swung it foreword, getting him in the arm. He cried out throwing me to the floor, along with plates and glasses from the counter, knocking my glasses askew on the my face, and glass shards surrounding me. I had quickly gotten up, and ran out the door.

I ran into the woods by our house as quickly as I could. I didn't care if it was a downpour of rain, all I knew was I needed to get the hell out of there.

As I ran, I had no idea of where I was going but I didn't care. As I continued running, I had to slow down due to a sharp pain in my right leg, my wrists, and the back of my head. I looked down at my leg, grateful I had decided to wear shorts that went up to my upper thighs, I noticed a large piece of glass sticking out of my leg. I didn't dare take it out in fear of it bleeding out. The next wounds I checked out were the ones on my wrists. I gently pulled up my long sleeved shirt to below my elbows. After looking at my already scarred arms from self harming, I noticed two decently sized shards of glass protruding from two already deep cuts I had recently made myself. I muttered to myself 'shit.' Not wanting to take the shards out either, I moved onto the back of my head. As I gently touched the back of my head, I winced in pain pulling my hand back. I could see the wet, warm and sticky substance I felt on my hand. I panicked even more. If I don't find help soon I might bleed to death out here in the woods.

As my panicked brain started to shut down on me, probably due to the blood loss. I noticed a castle in a clearing in the woods. Maybe the residents there might be able to help me. I started limping as fast as I could to the entrance. As I made my way there, I started feeling really dizzy, and  that I may pass out any second. As I reached the door in a panic and nearly to hysterics, the door had opened. Revealing a hunched back balding man. Before he could say any thing, everything went black.

- Dr. Frank N Furters P.O.V. -

I was interrupted from my work in my lab, as I heard Columbia and Magenta started yelling for me to come downstairs. I sighed in annoyance getting up from my experiment, strutting over to the elevator in my stilettos. As I was riding down to the first floor, I was thinking of what kind of punishments I could give them for interrupting me and my work. As my thoughts were interrupted by Columbia mumbling something to Magenta, I looked over to the door seeing Riff Raff holding a limp young women in his arms. I yelled out in annoyance, "What is the meaning of this?"

Riff Raff spoke in his monotone voice, "Sir, I opened the door and this girl was here. I tried to invite her in but before I could. She passed out."

Magenta walked over to her brother, looking at the drenched unconscious girl, "Master, I noticed she is badly wounded. She has glass in her leg and both of her arms... and her arms... I've never seen anyone with so many cuts like she has... she also has a huge gash on the back of her head..."

I was already intrigued by this unconscious girl. "Riff Raff, bring the girl to my lab. Magenta, Columbia, get a room set up for her. Preferably close to the lab." As they were instructed they quickly left. Riff Raff was behind me, carrying the drenched unconscious girl with him.

Once we entered the lab, I ordered Riff Raff to set the girl on the table, and too leave immediately. He did as I said and I was finally alone with this girl.

I examined her features before I checked her wounds. The girl looked about 17 or 18. She had very clear, and beautiful lightly tanned skin. Her hair was dark brown, and ran down to her lower back. Her lips were parted slightly, letting me hear her faint breathing. The one thing I noticed while examining her, she had bruises all over her body, she had bags under her eyes like she hadn't slept in ages, and was unhealthily underweight.

As I started working on her leg, to carefully remove the glass, and to stick up the wound. The unconscious girl started to shudder in her sleep. I ignored it knowing she wouldn't wake up. Once I finished with her leg, I carefully took her shorts and shirt off, setting them to the side. As I got a better look at the girl, I noticed she was very beautiful. The bruises I saw earlier were also on her torso, some looked old and some rather new. But when I looked at her arms I was in utter shock. Magenta wasn't lying about it either. This girl had so many cuts on both arms. Some of the cuts were old and now scars, but others looked new and fresh. Especially the ones with the shards of glass in them. I worked on her arms carefully. Once done I moved onto her head, which wasn't too bad, but did have some glass in her scalp which I easily removed. Once I was finished, I made sure everything was stitched up nicely and bandaged.

I looked at the girl once more. Wondering what in the hell has happened to her. Forgetting I had ordered Columbia and magenta to set up a room for her, I ended up taking her to my room resting her on my bed.

I looked at her once more. She looked so beautiful. But... she looked really familiar as well... I decided to get in bed with her and hold her close. I can play with her later. Bows just not the night. I turned off the lights, pulling the strange girl into my arms.

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