XIII.

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(SOME FLASHBACKS IN BETWEEN.)

Lex
Manhattan, New York
9:23 p.m.

"I ain't yo bro, I ain't shit to you after this." I said to my cousin Devon three years ago when I caught him having sex with Jessica

"I don't need yo bitch ass anyways. You mad yo bitch fucking me and not yo freak ass." Devon said

"Stop thinking bout that Lex, stop letting it get to you." I said but that was the only thing on my mind heavy

I turned around and faced him before punching him in the face.

"My nigga what the fuck is wrong with you? You not going to keep playing with her bro." I said

"I ain't doing shit. You just mad she cause she don't want yo freak ass." Troy said

I ran my hands through my hair as I slid against the wall

"Why this shit getting to me man? Why? Why I couldn't just be a normal ass person? I just wanna be loved man, what's wrong with that? Why you keep letting me down huh god? Why?" I cried in my hands against the wall

I could take anything else someone says about me but being called a "freak" gets to me sometimes. I didn't ask to be this
damn way. Why couldn't I just be a full man or a full woman? Why both? I could hold it in sometimes but after trying to hold it in for so long I end up breaking down. Having a extra part always made me insecure about myself. It always made me wonder if that's the reason why my mom never wanted me or if that's the reason why Jessica cheated on me.

Getting females for sex or one night stands was never the problem because they always thought it was cool but one day I when I be with somebody I don't want it to be just cool to them. I want them to love it and to love me for me.

My phone rung and I looked down and seen it was Chris. I declined the call, got up, and went to my room.

I grabbed some clothes before going in my bathroom. I took my bra, sweats, and briefs off before getting in the shower. I also ended up breaking down in there too. I hated when I get like this and let things get in my head.

After a good twenty five minutes I was out and finished. I grabbed a blunt from my box under my bed before smoking it.

Once I was done there was knock on the front door. I got up and checked my eyes out in a mirror. They was red from weed but mostly red from the crying.

I walked downstairs and opened the door to see Jai standing there.


Jai
Manhattan , New York
9:22 p.m.


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