I'm Okay, Trust Me

I'm Okay, Trust Me

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Alex doesn't talk, he hasn't since he moved to a new school in a new town, and nobody knows why. Of course, everone has their own versions of why he's a mute, but the only people still living who know the truth are him, and the authorities in his hometown. Matthew is a transgender boy who was taken out of school a mere two months after beginning to transition, and much like Alex's silence, Matthew's absence is mystery. Everyone knows he still lives in the same house as he has his whole life, yet he is hardly ever seen outside of it. One night, when going out to buy some cigarettes that would probably eventually kill him, Alex meets Matthew, broken and wasted, in the neighborhood park, and is immediately intrigued by the sobbing boy. What happens when you mix the oddly absent transgender boy and the mysteriously silent newcomer? TRIGGER WARNINGS: Self harm, suicidal thoughts, eating disorders, abuse
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Once Caleb reached the bottom of the stairs he quietly opened the door and tiredly switched on the light "Jayden it isn't morning yet buddy you need to-" he froze in place staring at a man he didn't know standing in his living room. The man stared back at him like a deer in the headlights, he looked a few years older than Caleb, had stubble growing around his face, dark brown greasy hair that wasn't styled in any particular way and was wearing full black aside from the muddy navy blue trainers he was sporting. "Who the fuck are you and what are you doing here?" Caleb demanded in a hushed whisper, he also noticed the black backpack the stranger was carrying and the open living room window he'd clearly used to gain entry, the vase that was previously rested on the windowsill lay in pieces on the ground, that must've been the crash that had awoken Caleb from his tranquil slumber. "Just a passerby, no one much" the strange man whispered back an air of mystery hanging about his every word. "Inside my living room?" Caleb replied folding his arms and sizing the man up, after his beating earlier in the evening he wasn't exactly fighting fit, the intruder was also taller and muscly, there's no way Caleb would win if it came to a fight. "Consider me Santa Claus alright? Now go back to bed kid" the man answered calmly pointing at the door as if Caleb was a child. "I'm not a little kid anymore, I'm 18. Santa isn't real" Caleb responded harshly taking a step forward, the man noticeably took a step towards the window eyeing Caleb up with a smirk. TWs (these will not be appearing at the top of chapters so take this as your final warning) Abuse Self Harm Smut Rape Homophobia Themes of Suicide Murder Mentions of Disordered Eating This story is not promoting, encouraging, romanticising or glorifying topics such as suicide, self harm, disordered eating, sexual abuse/misconduct, it is just showing what the affects of it can be like especially for LGBT+ young people.

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