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I got a pet bird! Hehehe.. his name is Oli

His middle name is Kisses bc at the store he kept kissing other birds and now he's in a cage with kellin and they kiss... I'm sorry but it's true (the other bird is my sister's and I didn't name it or even suggest a name)

I'm hungry but I've lost my appetite.. He's grunting, sniffle, clearing his throat, and sounds like he's trying to sound like a troll as he eats. Its nasty and disgusting..

I look at my mom and she doesn't seem to care about the noises coming from my father. My sister are talking to each other and my brother is on his phone. "I'm going to Vic's" I mumble getting up from the table.

"Okay, but tomorrow get ready. You're going to Aunt's wedding.  And yes. You're going to wear a dress," my mother says forcefully.

"Mom I'm a guy-" my dad sends sending his chair back. He hits the table and everyone flinches.

"You're a fucking girl!" He yells and tears well up in my eyes. "Leave," he growls.

He run out of the house and run down the sidewalk in the direction of Vic's house. Tears and sniffles indicate I'm crying.. I wish I was stronger.. No I don't need to run but my legs have a mind of their own. Halfway to Vic's I see Oli walking towards me from the direction I'm going.

I stop running away look back. I don't want Oli to see me crying. It's to late, he's now grabbing my face making me look at him. It's Friday now but we've barely talked since we ditched school.

I push his hand away but he just pulls me into a hug. I cry into his chest and rubs my back. I'm wearing my binder and three shirts and a jacket on so I'm pretty sure he can't and won't feel anything questionable.

"Do you want to go get high with me?" He asks and I pulls away and wipe my face as I look at him confused. He's not going to be nosy and ask why I'm crying?

I giggle still crying and nod. I'm happy he's not asking why I'm crying or having a breakdown. Weed calms me down and that's what I need.

As we walk to his house I'm trying to calm down. Constantly I'm wiping my face and trying to fix my emotions. Once we get to a house similar to my own he looks at me and starts fixing my hair and he wipes my face a little.

Is be trying make it look like I'm not crying? More tears fall and he patiently with them away. "My mom's home so if you walk in crying she's going to try to hug you and try to question you for hours so I'm going to try to not let her see you," he says and grabs my hand.

He walks in and closes the door gently. His house is really clean and pretty. "Oli sweetie, did you have a safe walk?" A lady says from the kitchen.

"Yes mum," he points up the stairs and mouths 'first door on the right. I nod and start quietly going in the direction.

"I got you this," hear him say going up to his mom. I go into his room and its messy but not dirty. Theres a difference.  Messy is this, things I'm wrong spots and guitars, books, and art stuff on his floor.

Dirty is like Mike's room. Trash and dirty clothes as well as random things. I sit on his made bed and look at his posters. As I'm sitting I feel something that truly scares me..

I quickly stand up and shove my hand down my pants and underwear. Wet.. please don't be what I think it is.. I look at my fingers and panic as I see blood.

I'm starting my fucking period..

I wipe my hand on my pants and the door opens as more tears spill. "I- I have to use the bathroom," I say panic clear in my voice.

He looks out of his room. "Its that one," he says and I rush past him and go into the bathroom. I shove down my pants and sit on the toilet. I grab my phone and do the only thing I can think of.

Me: I'm freaking out

It's to vic but then I erase it before I send it. Fuck... what do I do?

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I go back into Oliver's room now done crying. Toilet paper is just going to have to work until I can get home..

I hate my body so much. Guys shouldn't get periods.. Oliver is cleaning his room when I walk in. "My bong is right theres, its already ready," he says and I see it.

I giggle when I see the glass bong

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I giggle when I see the glass bong. It's in the shape of a dick. "Is that-?" I say and pick it up.

"Yup, now how about you stop crying.." he grabs a lighter and stands in front of me. "Put your lips to the tip," he says grabbing my hand and moving it so I'm holding it to my mouth.

"And suck," he says lighting it. I suck in watching the smoke go through the base and out of the tip into my lungs. After I'm done taking a hit I look at him in wonder.

I blow out the smoke out of my lungs and smile. "Are you gay?" I ask because of the hand holding and the fact that he has a bong that's in the shape of a dick.

"I don't like labels, I feel like they make people judge you so instead of saying I'm gay and having people think I'm flamboyant and a sissy I'd rather just say no to it. No I'm not gay. But no.. I'm not straight. Or pan, orr bi. I'm Oliver Sykes and I'll fuck anyone I want," he says and I just look at him in amazement.

Maybe he might be less judgmental than I previously thought.. But I'm not sure. There are Transphobic gay people.. It's definite that I'm never gonna tell him but he's now my friend so the chances of him finding out are greater.

He takes a hit of the bong and we start talking about movies and video games. I'm so glad he's not asking questions or pushing me into giving up any information.

What do you think about Oli and kellin now?

Was that scene too gross? Like ik it was short but should I never mention periods again?  I just thought it could be important to show that kellin truly has a girls body and he has to go through shit most boys don't go through.

What did you think about the bong lol?

Is anyone reading this against weed?

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