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Trouble

Quick Note! Reader is trans female. Song above is Boy in the Bubble by Alec Benjamin. 

Slight Waring:

Family dead names reader.

(Narrator POV)

"Can you please tell me what happened?" the officer asked the young girl in front of him. She stared calmly ahead of her, staring into the eyes of the officer. Her hands stuffed in her hoodie pockets. She looked around 17 or 18 years old.

"Well, officer, (start the song)

It was 6:48, I was walking home. 

Stepped through the gate, and I'm all alone

I had chicken on the plate, but the food was cold
Then I covered up my face so that no one knows

The girl looked down to her hands in her lap.

I didn't want trouble, I'm the boy in the bubble
But then came trouble
When my mom walked into the living room
She said, "Boy, you gotta tell me what they did to you"
I said, "You don't wanna know the things I had to do"
She said, "Son, you gotta tell me why you're black and blue"
I said I didn't want trouble, I'm the boy in the bubble
But then came trouble...

The officer looked at the girl. "Can you describe the experience?"

And my heart was pumping, chest was screaming
Mind was running, air was freezing
Put my hands up, put my hands up
I told this kid I'm ready for a fight.

The girl looked up at him with a cold glare.

Punch my face, do it 'cause I like the pain

Every time you curse my name

I know you want the satisfaction, it's not gonna happen
Knock me out, kick me when I'm on the ground
It's only gonna let you down
Come the lightning and the thunder
You're the one who'll suffer, suffer

"And what happened next?"

Well, I squared him up, left my chest exposed

He threw a quick left hook and it broke my nose
I had thick red blood running down my clothes

And a sick, sick look 'cause I like it though

I said I didn't want trouble, I'm the boy in the bubble
But then came trouble

And my heart was pumping, chest was screaming

Mind was running, nose was bleeding
Put my hands up, put my hands up
I told this kid I'm ready for a fight

"And how would describe this experience?"

Punch my face, do it 'cause I like the pain

Every time you curse my name
I know you want the satisfaction, it's not gonna happen
Knock me out, kick me when I'm on the ground
It's only gonna let you down
Come the lightning and the thunder
You're the one who'll suffer

"And what happened after this... altercation, if you will?"

It was 6:48, he was walking home

With the blood on his hands from my broken nose
But like every other day, he was scared to go
Back to his house 'cause his pops was home
Drowning his troubles in whiskey bubbles
Just looking for trouble
Well, there's no excuse for the things he did
But there's a lot at home that he's dealing with
Because his dad's been drunk since he was a kid
And I hope one day that he'll say to him
"Put down those bubbles and that belt buckle
In this broken bubble"