Mithross One Shots

Mithross Trans Pt. 1

TRIGGER WARNING FOR CUTTING AND ABUSE

Ross POV
Dreamland

My boyfriend reaches his hand out to me. I reach out taking it in mine. "What's wrong Ross." "Im transgender" I blurt out. His beautiful smile fades and turns into a frown. "What?" he asks angrily. "Im a girl" I say. His eyes fade into anger, anger...... and...... evil? He smiles a dark grin and seings his fist towards me. I close my eyes tight as his fist makes contact with my nose. I fall backwards onto the ground and reach up to my nose. Blood. He laughs maniacally. "Dirty little trans" he mumbles while kicking my stomach. I gag at the impact and vomit onto the ground beside me. He steps on my hands making me cry out in pain. I feel my palms oozing in the crimson liquid. Max looks down and smiles. "Go to hell" he says as his foot comes down onto my neck.

Max POV

I awoke in the middle of the night to feel Ross squirming in his sleep. He whimpers slightly and then rolls over to face away from me. I crawl over to him and shake him gently seeibg if he can wake up. He must be in a nightmare. I continue to shake until he jolts up. His breath is shaky, tears streaming down his face, and quiet sobs escape his mouth. I reach out to hug him and he jumps back, looking at me with wide eyes filled with fear. "Ross, you okay?" I ask hesitantly. His hard frozen gaze softens and he almost seems normal. "Y-yea, I'm fine." He shifts away again and then situates himself to go back to sleep. I lean over him and place a kiss on his forehead. He shivers. I lay back down and drift back to sleep again.

Next Day
I wake up and Ross is gone. "Babe?" I call out. No response. I practically jump out of bed and run into the hallway. "Ross?!" I yell again. I hear whimpers in the bathroom. I beat on the door. "Ross, open up" "G-go away" he whines. "I will force my way in if you don't let me in." After a few seconds with no response, I turn and go to my room.

Ross POV

I wake up to another nightmare. Coated in sweat, I gently move out of bed and towards the hall. I close the door and then run to the bathroom. In the bathroom, I vomit for real this time, feeling the acid in my stomach burn my throat. I whimper as I retch again, hoping it would stop. After all contents of my stomach were out, I rested my head on the floor and began cryin silently. Why did I have to be dfferent than everyone else? Why couldn't I be a guy? I sat up and reached to open the drawer under the sink. I opened it and pulled off a small razor blade th at was held onto the bottom by a piece of tape. I sat down again and took a deep breath. I squeezed my eyes shut as I pushed the blade down on my arm. I adjusted to the pain, then grazed it across my arm. Blood began running down onto my pants. I didn't care. I just needed the pain. I picked up the blade and did the same actions again. And again. And again. I continued until practically my whole arm was coated in a warm liquid. Then I heard beating on the door. "Ross open the door" Max yelled. "G-go away" I choked out. "I will force my way in if you don't let me in" he replied. After a few moments of silence, I heard  his footsteps move away quickly. I hurried myself up and put my arm under the faucet. I turned on the warm water and washed away the blood on my arm. I then wrapped my arm with bandages. I heard the lock moving. I quickly jumped to the door to see Max standing there, holding a pin in the lock. He dropped it and hugged me tightly. When he stepped back, I blushed at the fact that he stood in front of me in only his boxers. His bare chest and his messy hair always make me feel amazing. I looked up at him and smiled weakly. Then all at once, his eyes turned dark and then he cried out. He pushed past me. Damnit, I thought. He picked up the blade. He began to cry. "Ross, why?" I looked down. He took the blade and threw it away. He then took my chin and lifted it up. His lips met mine in a beautiful kiss. With tears still on his cheeks he pulled away. "Please don't do it again" I nodded. "Max, I need to tell you something." "Anything Ross." I took a deep breath. "I'm transgender." I winced back, assuming he would throw a punch at me. I felt his arms around me. I relaxed and rested my head in the crook of his neck. He kisses my forehead and smiles in the kiss. "I don't love you becayse you're a guy Ross, I love you for you." We both leaned in and kissed passionately. He picked me up off my feet and leaned further in. I don't think coming out could've went better.