Getting to school people surround Austin/Abby asking about his name, "Are you really transgender?" Assholes.
"No, I'm genderfluid-ish. When my life is shit, I go by Abby. Same me, just the name change lets me be a little more vulnerable and open to the possibility of a new life. Basically a little more feminine." He didn't explain it to me that way. It does make sense tho. I will never argue with it. I love him for who he is, and this is who he is.
They turn to me, "Are you okay with a girlfriend?" I want someone who can take care of me. That is usually not a girl.
My hands shake, "I was told to still call him a he, so that would mean he's just a very feminine boyfriend. I don't care what gender this person is," I grab Austin/Abby's arm, "as long as it's them I'm good." I just love Austin/Abby.
Austin/Abby smiles and kisses me, "I like the way you phrased that." I like the way your fingers are wrapped around my belt loop.
"Your still going with the whole guy thing tho, right?" I need to make sure, so I don't screw up and embarrass him.
"Yeah, makes it less confusing." Actually it makes it more confusing. Austin/Abby, please hug me some more. "We should probably go tell Ms. Kramer." Nodding, I interlock my fingers with his. We walk through the crowds slowly.
I try to talk to him so it would be a little less awkward, "Do you think people will remember to call you Abby?" I will but he's not optimistic.
"No. No one cares about me enough to remember it." What? People love you. They will respect your decision.
"I love you Abby. Don't you ever dare say that no one cares. You have me, and that should be all you need, right?" He pushes me against the locker and lifts me up just enough so I have to hold on to him to stay up. Spreading my legs, he slides himself in between my hips. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I gently lean my head back against the lockers. Shit! I can see above everybody heads which means that they can see me. "Abby, what are you doing?"
"Shut up and enjoy." Taking off my choker, he exposes the bruising. Biting on top of the bruising, he grabs my hands and pins them next to my head. I gasp for air as he bites down even harder. People walking by try to avert their gaze but some stop and stare. It's just like watching porn but in school. One kid intentionally bumps into us and Austin/Abby gets pissed. Keeping his hips still, he turns around and takes the back of his fist to the kid's eye. The guy falls backwards onto the floor screaming about his eye. Austin/Abby kisses my neck over and over. Pulling him closer, I can't help but smile. This is perfect.
The principal yanks Austin/Abby backwards and I fall to the floor, hitting my head, and screams, "What do you two think you're doing? I got one kid going to the hospital because their eye popped, and I got you two fucking in the hallway! Why?" Austin/Abby don't stop!
Austin/Abby picks me up and wraps his arms around me, "Gnash save me." I'm still the one facing the principal.
"Don't hide behind your boyfriend! This is your fault, Austin!" Aw hell na'h. He did not just call Austin/Abby Austin.
Hitting Austin/Abby for him to let me down, I push Austin/Abby to the side and grab the front of the principals shirt, "Their name is Abby!" Punching the principal in the face, I grab Austin/Abby's hand and run down the hall. The now unconscious principal falls on top of a girl. Her screams echo down the hallway. Running out of the school, we head straight to the car. What just happened?
Driving away, Austin/Abby grabs my hand, "We are going to jail, but I'll never doubt how much you love me." Thank you.
"If we are going to jail then they will be looking for your car. Don't your parents have a spare truck?" I've been planning to run away for a while, so I know what to do.
