{"id":3407,"date":"2024-06-07T20:04:32","date_gmt":"2024-06-07T20:04:32","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/mazimai.com\/?p=3407"},"modified":"2024-06-07T20:05:46","modified_gmt":"2024-06-07T20:05:46","slug":"shes-all-the-man-i-need-chapter-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mazimai.com\/?p=3407","title":{"rendered":"She&#8217;s All The Man I Need &#8211; Chapter 2"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image alignfull size-large\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"203\" src=\"https:\/\/mazimai.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/06\/Banner-1-1024x203.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-3395\" srcset=\"https:\/\/mazimai.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/06\/Banner-1-1024x203.png 1024w, https:\/\/mazimai.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/06\/Banner-1-300x59.png 300w, https:\/\/mazimai.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/06\/Banner-1-768x152.png 768w, https:\/\/mazimai.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/06\/Banner-1-1536x304.png 1536w, https:\/\/mazimai.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/06\/Banner-1.png 1918w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<h4 class=\"has-text-align-center wp-block-heading\">Chapter 2<\/h4>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-full\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"959\" height=\"148\" src=\"http:\/\/mazimai.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/05\/Line.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-1114\" srcset=\"https:\/\/mazimai.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/05\/Line.jpg 959w, https:\/\/mazimai.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/05\/Line-300x46.jpg 300w, https:\/\/mazimai.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/05\/Line-768x119.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 959px) 100vw, 959px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cEmily, I am\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Before Kennedy had a chance to say anything more a loud bang of the living room door being slammed downstairs echoed through the house.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cEmily, get down here now and bring your friend!\u201d Her mum shouted. Both Emily and Kennedy shared a look at the way her mum spat friend.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Her mum and stepfather had always liked Kennedy. Steve was another story\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>But sadly that was another story Emily hadn\u2019t told her yet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>They both stood up from the bed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cDo I look like I was crying?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Kennedy smiled, \u201cNo, doll. Don\u2019t worry.\u201d She pecked her lips. \u201cEverything will be fine. Remember I am always there for you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWhat about what you wanted to tell me?\u201d Emily asked remembering moments earlier. \u201cIt sounded important.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cIt is, but it can wait, doll.\u201d Kennedy took her friends hand in hers. \u201cLet\u2019s go see what your mum wants.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Arriving downstairs they were greeted by not only Diana, Emily\u2019s mum, but also her stepdad, George and stepbrother, Steve. Diana. George had hard expressions, but Steve was smirking. The kind of smirk that a child would wear when they just got someone into trouble.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>He saw the girls joint hands and his smile faltered and then he stormed over with a glared on his face.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThis is why you never accepted me? Because you are some dirty fucking lezzy?\u201d He snapped.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Kennedy looked a mixture of confused and anger. She looked to Emily who looked ready to cry.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cIs this true?\u201d Her mum joined in, standing up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYou rejected your brother for some\u2026\u201d She looked at Kennedy with disgust. \u201cSome abomination against God?!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Emily was about to snap at her mum but Kennedy jumped in first.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWhat the hell is wrong with you?!\u201d She was beyond angry at the way she was acting with her daughter.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYou are the one said not to do anything with him! Not that I ever would. He is disgusting!\u201d Emily snapped.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThat was before\u2026\u201d Steve cut her off.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI\u2019m disgusting, you bitch. What about that?\u201d He pointed to Kennedy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cSpeak about my girlfriend again, I dare you!\u201d Emily sneered. Kennedy felt her heart stop.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>She couldn\u2019t help but question herself. Did she really say that?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYour what?\u201d George finally joined in.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Now all three were standing in front of them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYou heard me! I don\u2019t know or care what you think.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYou are just confused because this he\/she cunt!\u201d George tried to argue.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>He\/she? Emily thought confused and glanced shortly at her friend.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Kennedy silently panicked, she would surely never accept her now.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Steve must have seen her confusion because he again started to smirk.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cIt didn\u2019t tell you, did it? Tell you that it used to be a man.\u201d Emily wasn\u2019t sure whether to believe her jealous brother.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Maybe he was just saying that to get her to be with him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI\u2019m not surprised. Why would it? And risk the chance of losing your sweet ass.\u201d Kennedy wanted to punch him, but really didn\u2019t want to lose her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI was surprised too. I admit I was a bit jealous when you first started hanging out. But then me and my friend were hanging out. He happen to catch a glimpse of it leaving and said it seemed familiar.\u201d His dad handed him his phone. \u201cTurns out Kennedy Thompson never actually changed their name it was always Kennedy.\u201d He pushed the phone in front of Emily\u2019s face to see.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cMy friend just so happened to go to school with Kennedy. He described him as the once normal football playing boy who all of a sudden after kissing one girl announced he wanted to be a girl. The freak who dressed in his sister\u2019s clothes the last year of school. Continued that way, as if rubbing it in all us normal people\u2019s faces, even after a few people tried to beat him back.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Emily looked at the screen which showed two pictures, both of the same boy. Her boy\u2026. Girl, Kennedy. In the first she had crew cut raven hair, her beautiful blue eyes sparkled, but their was something hidden in his eyes. The second was of the same boy only a short time later. But this time he wore a girl\u2019s uniform, had slightly longer but still short length hair cut and light make up. He\u2026 She had what looked like a week old black eye, but still, her eyes looked happier.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYou should leave now!\u201d Her mum\u2019s voice drew her attention back from the screen. She looked to see her mum was speaking to Kennedy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>She looked so broken. She really looked like she was being rejected. It was only then Emily noticed they were no longer holding hands.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Steve stood back gloating.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cShe doesn\u2019t want you anymore! She will be marrying Steve!\u201d Emily glared at her mum.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI am not marrying my stepbrother!\u201d She shouted.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYou will. He has always liked you. I should have let him take you that time when you were sixteen.\u201d Emily stood there unbelieving what her mum had just said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI am leaving,\u201d She said a moment later, not even give her mum a chance to say anything. She looked to Kennedy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWait outside,\u201d She told her before she disappeared upstairs.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Kennedy waited outside as directed, but truly still thought despite this, she was being rejected. At least on a romantic level. Maybe friendship too.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Maybe she just wants to shout at her for not telling her and then get her to drop her somewhere, she thought to herself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Not even two minutes later Emily came back down with one case and a bag she had literally throw some of her things in, at least the stuff she wanted. She didn\u2019t know what was going to happen, but she was sure she wouldn\u2019t be back. So she took the things she couldn\u2019t live without and left the rest, making sure to take the one thing she had to remember her real dad, a stuffed bunny.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYou are leaving to be with that\u2026 That thing?!\u201d Steve yelled seeing Emily heading to the door with her things.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYes. I told you she is my girl,\u201d She said stopping only feet from the door.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cDon\u2019t worry, she will be back,\u201d George said confidently.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cAnd when she is you will teach her what a real man is,\u201d Her mum said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Emily felt disgusted.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI would rather eat glass!\u201d She turned to the door.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYou are a disgrace. You are just as bad as Kevin.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>She stopped when she heard her mum say her dad\u2019s name and turned back to face her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYour dad was a sick homo too. I gave him a chance even after I found out, but he still left me because he was in love,\u201d She said in a mocking tone.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI should have just let him take you with him, like he wanted. But no, I had faith that you would be normal and not get his sick genes. I even moved for fucksake, so he couldn\u2019t find you and brainwash you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Emily stood in shock, her eyes brimming with un-shed tears.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYou lied to me? He wanted me?\u201d Her voice almost a whisper.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Her mum wore a satisfied smirk, \u201cYes. He was coming to collect you the night we left. But I moved us.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Emily didn\u2019t say anything else, she just walked out of the house with her bags.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Kennedy saw a heartbroken Emily exit the house, with a case and bag. She looked as though she was ready to cry. Kennedy quickly went over and took the bags and placed them in her car, before going back to Emily who was now in the front passenger side still with the same expression.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cDoll, please talk to me?\u201d Kennedy begged, feeling herself as if she wanted to cry.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cCan we go to your apartment?\u201d Emily asked in a whisper.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYes. Anything.\u201d Kennedy drove in silence to the large river side, one bed apartment her parents paid for her to live in.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>But continued to glance it Emily, who seemed to be in some kind of daze. This made her internally panic.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cDoll, we are here,\u201d She said softly. Emily looked up and then to her and gave her a sad smile. \u201cThank you, Ken.\u201d Another silent walk inside and up the elevator to the floor which the apartment was on. At first Emily went to get her bags, but then Kennedy took them, Emily didn\u2019t fight her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Once inside Emily broke down, letting the gates fall. She fell to her knees sobbing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cEmily,\u201d Kennedy gasped, dropped the bags on the floor and rushed over.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Crouching on the ground beside her, she picked her up in her arms and carried her to the living room. Then sat on the sofa with Emily in her arms.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cPlease, Emily, talk to me?\u201d She begged. She couldn\u2019t help but let a few tears fall.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cShe lied\u2026 My mum\u2026\u201d Emily said broken.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWhat do you mean?\u201d Kennedy asked with not the slightest clue.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cDad didn\u2019t leave me\u2026\u201d She went on to tell her everything her mum to her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cSo you see he loved me. He wanted to take me with him.\u201d She had cried herself dry. \u201cNow I have no family.\u201d Her grandparents on her mum\u2019s side died several years ago, only a month apart. She had no other family on her mother\u2019s side and wasn\u2019t in touch with any of her father\u2019s because they didn\u2019t want her either or so she was told.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYou have me, doll. You will always have me. Even if you only want to be friends.\u201d Kennedy kissed her friends forehead.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI will help you find him.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Emily looked up at her friend. Kennedy\u2019s cheeks were damp from crying.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Forgetting about her father for a minute, she remembered earlier.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWhy didn\u2019t you tell me?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI was about too\u2026 I wanted to earlier, but you are\u2026 I have never felt like this before. I couldn\u2019t risk losing you. I knew I had to tell you, but I kept wimping out,\u201d She confessed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWhy we\u2019re you crying?\u201d Emily wanted to tell her it was alright, but she needed answers first.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI hate seeing you cry, doll.\u201d Kennedy went to touch Emily\u2019s cheek but thought better of it at the last moment.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYou may not believe me, but I am so in love with you. It is crazy but I think I fell in love with you the moment I saw you. It hurts me to see you hurt or cry. You are my soul mate. I love you so much.\u201d Kennedy took Emily\u2019s hand in his and looked at her pleadingly. \u201cPlease let me be in your life? We don\u2019t have to be anything other than friends. Please? I can\u2019t bear to lose you, Emily.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>It was heart breaking seeing her like this. \u201cKen, are you stupid?\u201d Kennedy\u2019s shoulders slumped in defeat. She reluctantly let her hand fall from her lover.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cKen,\u201d Emily was still sat on Kennedy\u2019s lap, she put her hands on her face and brought it up so she was looking at her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cDo you think me so fickle? I am not going to deny I was shocked. But you are inside and out, the most beautiful person ever. I find you just as attractive as the pictures I was shown of you.\u201d Kennedy was staring at her in surprise.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI love you too, stupid. I am in love with you. Whether you are a man or woman, I don\u2019t care. You are mine. 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