CHAPTER 1.
She was engulfed in thought by the courtyard questioning the despicable deeds she had done the previous day "what am I gonna tell father!? Grace soliloquized as she rocked in a hammock. The events passed so fast she could not even comprehend. It was the first week of summer, Grace had come from school with a Burgundy leather Jacket, a black pair of jeans and sneakers. She had never been a rowdy fir. She was done to earth. Also adding to the fact that she was intersex. When she found this out at a mere age, she was wrapped in confusion. When she approached her dad on the matter, she was just…. Let's say he did not take it as she would've hoped. Rowland and Grace have never really bonded or anything. He always looked at her in a condescending way. Mother, on the other hand, had a good heart. She lit up the whole house with her smile. Graced referred to her mother as her best friend as she was quite an introvert. As time went by, she started discovering new things and at the age of 13, she decided to focus on her masculine hormones. Josephine was very supportive of her and held her hand through every step of the way. For Grace, High school was never really her place. Her favourite area in the whole world was out in the woods. At night, she fancied sneaking out into the woods. She was constantly made fun of in school but never really cared much of it. Her love life was just…. COMPLICATED. When she graduated to a senior, she met her first love, Madelyn Page. She had amassed all her yearbook photos, stalked all her social accounts and even knew her whole family. One fun fact about Grace is that she changed her name to Greg. She regarded herself of more of a man.
Three months earlier, Greg spotted Madelyn by the Cafeteria. He decided to make a move . It went pretty smooth. He started walking her to class, carrying her books and before he knew it, they were in a relationship. Greg was a virgin and had always wanted to explore more of himself. So on the first night of summer, Greg told Madelyn to go with her to a rooftop party at the Preston's. This family was extremely close to Greg's family, the Presters. Greg prepared himself by wearing a suit, his gold watch and some expensive Versace cologne he was putting on. Josephine knew what was going on and had Greg's back. Greg would often tell his mother everything. Greg got in his Porsche Boxster Spyder and went to pick up Madelyn. She had him at her fingertips. Greg was mesmerised by her. He would do anything for her. Greg pulled up at her house, alighted and opened the door for her. He could not take his eyes off her luscious breasts. Madelyn was inviting but before anything too over the top happened, Madelyn's overprotective dad, Richard, called Madelyn into the house. Greg accelerated on as they burst into laughter. No sooner had they seen the stop sign than they arrived. The Prestons were well-known for their many estates in the country and their firms which were runned in prowess. Greg was very familiar with them as they had picnics every Saturday. Aiden, the eldest, was the one throwing the party. After his mother's demise, he did not really heed to a word he was told by his father. Philip and Penelope were also present and were not as innocent as they pose to be. Their uncle, however, was their chaperone. Greg and Madelyn alighted and headed into the house.
The vast compound welcomed us with two sculptures at Abraham Lincon and Thomas Jefferson. Their dad was very political and was deeply engrossed in those type of things. He had gone to the city of Paris to do some political research. Music was blasted all around the house. Aiden welcomed us cheerfully with the two half-naked women he had wrapped around his arms. He was expelled at seventeen for entertaining promiscuous behaviour. Regardless, Greg still loved him. The party was very engaging but Greg was on a mission. A mission to lose his virginity. He had taken a few glasses of vodka. Madelyn likewise. They headed to a bedroom upstairs as they glanced at each other seductively. Greg lunged towards Madelyn with unfathomable lust. His heart was palpitating vigorously against his chest as he caressed her legs working to her thighs. Madelyn had a naughty grin on her face as her rosy cheeks lit up with ecstasy. Greg's lips softly landed on hers. Madelyn took off her clothes craving for more. Greg did not understand this feeling running through his veins right at this moment but he could not care less. Every inch of his body lay on her as he gently thrusted himself into her. Madelyn was drowning in a sea of pleasure as she curled herself on the bed. Greg was a wild dog as he let all his feelings out. They lay on the bed all smiles for it was the best feeling of their life. In a split second, there were changed and proceeded down to the party. Greg was throwing furtive glances at everyone in the party. It was around midnight when he remembered he was to be home hours ago. He gave Madelyn a kiss on the cheek and rushed back home. As he was driving, his ego was boosted as he finally did it. He was filled with immense affection for Madelyn. Every moment that he shuts his eyes, her well-shaped body imprints itself in his head. He arrived at the gate and found his dad standing firm next to the door. He panicked. He slowly unfastened his seatbelt and proceeded to the door. His father's voice echoed in the whole house. "where the hell have you been you wretch!'' without even being given a chance to respond, he was smacked on the face. The fury in his father's eyes was unfathomable. He ran upstairs and locked the door to this room from the inside. His heart was racing and his mood changing drastically. His mother was sound asleep. Rowland was not fond of Greg ever since he was born. This is majorly due to his son's structure. He was deeply disgusted when the doctors told him he was trans-gender. As Greg lay on his bed not knowing what was going to be his next move, his mind drifted to Madelyn. His blood immediately boiled up. He then came to think of the fact that he may have impregnated her. "Noo, I mean, it couldn't, I can't'' Greg went back and forth now realising the big risk he took.
The thought. The possibility ate him up for the next two weeks. He really could not tell anyone since he lacked friends. His only good friend was his mom and you don't expect him to ask for advise based on a possible impregnation. His mom knew something was of but couldn't quite get on it. He subconsciously avoided all of Madelyn's calls not knowing what to do. The woods near his backyard was where he would spend most of his evening. Sleep was also seeming to be an issue but he was trying all he could.
7:30. Greg is woken up by a stone that is constantly hitting his bedroom window. When he stepped out, he saw Madelyn in a nightdress. "Greg, we need to talk''. His heart dropped. His mind quickly went back to the previous nights. "What have I done?" he asked himself as he nervously walked down the flight of stairs. Greg hugged Madelyn but she looked rather uneasy. "Can we go somewhere private please". Madelyn said. Greg directed her to his favourite spot in the woods. "Greg, um...I'm…. …PR…PRE…PREGNANT.'' ''What?!?'' Greg exclaimed. His eyes dilated in disbelief. He could not control his rate of breathing. "Please tell me you're kidding Maddie". Madelyn broke out into tears. "Greg, I don't know what to do. ''At this juncture, Greg's mind was very far. ''We'll figure it out. ''Greg said with a forced confidence. He treaded back home and sat at a hammock by the courtyard.
Yep, the world really did him bad. He did not know whether to tell anyone, whether to be happy or sad. He was devoid of mirth. One day into the summer and he was already fucked. ''Greg, sweetie, come have some breakfast. ''His mother called out from the kitchen. Greg walked with his head down towards his mother. ''I hope you know we're having our picnic with the Prestons this afternoon. "Greg had completely forgotten about this. His mind just in shambles.