Abomination

Warning :

This story will most likely contain sexual scenes and/or other sensitive themes, such as discrimination, racism, domestic abuse, etc.

If you are not ok with this, I suggest you click away.

Chapter 1

This is me

Ainsley's P.O.V

Ever since I was a little kid, my parents have basically ignored my existence. The fact that I was alive, was a fucking miracle. Actually, it's thanks to my older brother. He's taken care of me ever since I was 5.

My parents stopped paying attention to me and caring for me at that age. They said I was 'too annoying and needy'. Ever since, my brother's been the one to always be there for me.

Today's the day. The day, I was brought to this living hell. Honestly, I hate my birthday and I always have. It only reminds me that I have to go another year tolerating bullshit from people.

I'm turning 16 today, and as always, there'd be no celebration. My parents didn't care so they would never organize anything, hell they didn't even remember my name.

My brother would always get me something. I appreciated it, it always put a smile on my face even if it was only a bracelet or something cheap. It's the thought that counts.

My alarm went off. Time to get up to go to fucking school. I groaned and got up. I showered and dressed myself in an oversized hoodie and some high-waisted shorts. I put on some heeled boots, girly, these boots were hella cute but hella painful. Beauty is pain after all.

I checked my phone. I had some messages but I ignored them as I checked the time.

"SHIT! IT'S ALREADY 7: 40! FUCK FUCK FUUUCK!!" I basically screamed. I WAS GONNA BE LATE AND I STILL HADN'T HAD BREAKFAST OR DONE MY MAKE-UP.

I decided to go for a 'natural' look. Bitch as if, I literally contour to the gods and highlight to the moon.

I finished and rushed downstairs with barely 5 minutes to spare. Well, make-up was ok, I guess.

"Took you long enough" I heard my brother say. Oh shit. He sounded kinda pissed.

"Sorry" I took an apple and rushed to get my backpack.

"Ready?" He asked.

"Yeah, let's go" I said and walked out the door and opened the car door.

"I thought you'd never come down, you know" He said and chuckled getting into the drivers seat.

"Lmao, sorry, couldn't find anything to wear" I replied.

"You literally never care about how you look" He added. I glared at him.

"Excuse me?" I tied my hair in a high pony tail. Ariana Grande, who? (Please don't come for me :') I'm a huge Ariana fan)

I looked out the window watching the people and cars go by. I didn't want to go to school, honestly, I never had fun there, not even at lunch.

Basically everybody hated me. For no fucking reason. Simply, because I was gay and genderfluid.

My brother pulled up at the entrance and let me hop out. Well, here we go, yet again. I walked directly to my locker and spotted none other than my bff herself.

"Ainsley hoe!! took you long enough" She said.

"Mariana bitch!!" I replied.

"Ready to go into the hell hole?" She asked.

"Sadly, I am" I said putting my bag away in my locker and taking out my sketch book and my note book.

"Hey, at least we don't have any classes with, y'know who anymore" She said this making a weird face, which just made me burst into laughter.

"Yeah, that's actually great" I smiled. The day was getting better, this never happened.

"Oh, by the way, HAPPY FUCKING BIRTHDAY BOO!" She hugged me.

"Gosh, I was hoping you'd forget" I hugged her back.

"Never, you're staying at my house today, and we're gonna celebrate" She started dragging me towards the classroom.

"Mariana, you know I hate my birthday" I was trying to keep up with her, so I wouldn't fall face flat on the floor.

"I know, but still, we're having fun later today" We had reached the classroom.

We walked in and everyone instantly looked at us. The teacher was about to say something but she refrained from it? She simply nodded her head at me. I grabbed Mariana's hand and dragged her to the back of the class.

We sat down and the teacher resumed her lecture. This is honestly so boring. I asked Mariana to take notes for me and she kindly agreed. I plopped my earbuds in and turned on my music.

Class went by really fast. I decided to sketch out some designs while I waited for class to end. Once it was over, I organized my things and started heading out with Mariana.

"I expect to see those come to life!" The teacher yelled.

I turned around with a shocked expression.

"I've seen your designs, they're amazing, I really hope you keep working on them" She smiled.

I smiled back and walked out. That was...interesting...Oh well.

I hate school, omfg, I wish it would just blow up. Raise your hand if you relate! Anywho-

The morning classes went by awfully slow. I couldn't wait for lunch. I wasn't gonna eat but at least I could just go somewhere private and have some peace.

I hated eating in public, it made me feel fat and disgusting. I've always been criticized for everything, from my weight, to my sexuality. I've always been the center of criticism, in my home, and apparently school too.

Most kids would try to criticize me, but Mariana never let it slide. Anyone who tried to even touch me would most likely end up with a broken bone.

She was an absolute sweetheart, but you should never mess with her.