Withered Roses (Yandere!ZombieXReader)

Chapter 4: BFF.

Just major heads up, since I always forget to say this in my stories.... My stories will almost ALWAYS have LGBTQ, mk? Sometimes it'll be the yandere, or maybe a friend, or even a rival, ya know? I would just like to say this in case anyone has a problem? Hopefully not, but if you do, I think you know what to do. Anyway~ Let's get back to the story! This beauty is Oscar Tyle! She's, I'm pretty sure, my very first transgender character out of all my stories?? Yay.

  Also, why do I draw so cartoon-y...? Darn...

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???'s P.O.V

  "I think you look pretty?" A little girl with short h/c hair says with her head slightly tilted. You raise a brow, folding your arms. "No need to lie." You clench your fists. "Admit it, just like all the other kids, you think I'm a freak!" Tears prick your eyes but she quietly stared at you, her lips forming into a frown. 

  She doesn't reply to you, but instead pulls out a little butterfly hairclip. "I heard from Philip that you like bugs?" She questions and hands you the hairclip. You blush since Philip was your crush. "P-Philip?" "Mhm." She nods and you stare at the hairclip. 

  It looked so beautiful... Butterflies were your most favorite. Someday you were going to get a tattoo of a beautiful pink and blue one on your back. A big one!

  "S-sorry..." You apologize for being mean to the girl earlier. She nods, understanding. "It's ok. I think you're a beautiful girl." She says and you blush more. "T-thank you."

  Finally, the girl smiles. She had such a cute smile... "I-I'm Oscar..." You mumble shyly and she replies with her name.

  "Y/n, huh...?" You smile. "Such a pretty name..."

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  "Hold on!!" Y/n whines as you drag her to the mall. "Bitch, I ain't waitin' another hour!!" You glare at her and she pouts. "But.. But..." "No buts! I need to get ready! I need to get my nails done, my hair done, my-" "I know, I know!" She complains. 

  You fold your arms, frowning at her. Y/n was never a girly girl but you couldn't help but always want her around...

  "I'm sure Hannah can wait." Y/n smirks and you blush a lot. Hannah was your crush from work. You were bisexual and a transgender. You told Y/n about it and she still loved you anyway. Come to think of it, she was always proud of you for something. Such a great friend.

  You sigh with a slight pout. "Ok, fine... She can wait... I-it's not like I asked her yet..." You mumble, fiddling with your fingers and Y/n giggles. "Of course you haven't. Sounds like you, Oscar." "B-but what if she says no...? What if she calls me a freak...?" You look at Y/n with sad eyes. "What if I'm left to dance alone...?" 

  "Don't say that." Y/n frowns. "You're a beautiful woman, Oscar. If she says no then she just can't handle your greatness. Now c'mon!" She smacks your rear and you blush a lot. "Y-Y/N!" You pull down your skirt a little in embarrassment and Y/n laughs at your reaction. "Y-you ass!" You insult. "Come on, we're gonna be late for your nails!" She grabs your hand and you both start to run, not wanting to be late.

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  You quietly sit down in one of the swivel seats, watching your friends dance with their lovers.

  If it wasn't already obvious, she said no.

  At least she didn't get disgusted... She was actually nice about it. You worry for nothing sometimes... But when you grow up with kids, and even your parents hating you for what you were it was hard to not think that way.