Born Different

Chapter 1.

Great, not only do me and my mother not have a good relationship, now I have to tell her something that is going to change both of our lives. Well, mostly mine.
I am walking down the hall with Jace, my best friend, but the problem is even he doesn’t know, meaning I have no support. I will have to tell him soon but I dont think I'm ready for it. I've lost too much already.
When i was about 12 years old it was not just me and my mother i had a sister 2 years younger than me, and a father, but my father left with my sister because my mother is an alcoholic. I can remember that night so vividly… 
“IM HOME!” I heard over the television set.
Me and my father were watching a shark tank (it was a weekly thing for us). 
We turned over to look at Mother. She was holding a beer bottle in her hand, not only that but she reeked of alcohol, which was the 16th night this has happened.
My father stood up. “AGAIN, HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU?” he screamed.
He was so red from anger he looked like he could burst any moment. “This is the last time.” His voice went deep.
He walked up to her and I thought he was about to slap her, but he just shoved past her, walked upstairs, and 2 minutes later he came back down with Rachal and a suitcase full of stuff.
     “Where are you going?” My mom said, slurring like a barbarian.
     “Away.” He replies
“Oh, oh, when you come back bring me a case of beer, will you?” She says, clearly having no intention of caring where he went. He just grunts back and opens the door. Right as he was about to close the door I ran up to him
 “Where are you going?” I ask, on the verge of tears.
“Somewhere safe... I will come back for you I promise.” He says as he holds out a pinky, I latch my pinky onto his. 
But that was 4 years ago. I'm 16 now, a junior in highschool. I have my drivers license and am about to come out to Jace as trans.