The Truth Behind His Life
The Truth Behind His Life 2
Title: The Truth Behind His Life
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Batman Chapter: 2 Characters: Various Word count: 596 AN: Another chapter edited and reposted. I am going through the chapters, as seen here, and editing. Reviews are nice.Edited: September 10, 2012
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“He’s a freak! He was born a freak and his parents are freaks! His father’s nuttier then a nut and his mothers’ a cat with a bat fetish!” trickled through the wood of his walls and doors, making him flinch. Sighing, he waited for the moment he could finally get out of the house.
Finally leave and start his drive to Gotham city. He just had to get to the attic and all of his stuff that was stashed up there.
Listening, he smiled as the shouting finally became muffled telling him that his ‘parents’ were in another room, farther from him. Sliding off his bed and grabbing a duffle bag, he moved to the door and opened it up. It sounded like they were in the basement and wouldn’t hear him raiding the attic. That was good. Putting the duffle bag down onto the ground, he grabbed the step ladder and moved up it, opening the latch to get to the main ladder.
Making sure the step ladder was out of the way, he climbed up into the attic, moving to the small store room that he kept everything he wanted in. Joyce would be hiding most of his stuff for him until he found a home of his own but most of it was coming with. He was lucky he had a pen pal that was willing to put him up for a few weeks while he found a job and saved money. There was even an offer to be his roommate if he couldn’t find a good roommate or apartment.
Sighing, Xander grabbed the boxes and started to move them to sit near the front door, moving quietly up and down the stairs. He could hear the basement TV on and knew that his parents were either fighting some more or were creating moonshine once more. Either way, it would be a while before they came up again.
And that worked for him. No matter what happened, he didn’t want them to see the real him, the him who had to hide his looks with a glamour and natural magic. The him who cross dressed just because no one expected it.
Shaking his head and grabbing the last of his boxes, he found the important document lock box and opened it up, sighing happily. His real ID’s, passports, the insurance for the two who were his legal parents, his birth certificates and the adoption papers were still there, along with 4 debit cards all in his name and his credit cards.
He hated to lie to his friends but they had pushed him away one to many times, and he was tired of hiding. Dick knew about him, about the fact that he had to hide who he was and that he would be rooming with a bi cross dresser.
Not that he minded all that much.
It also helped that Dick has been born into the same world as he had, not that his parents really acknowledged that part. Sighing, Xander shook his head and idly played with his bracelet before sliding out of the attic one last time.
Putting the ladder up, he grabbed his now stuffed duffle bag and walked down the stairs. Collecting the boxes, he walked outside to the jeep that he had scrimped and saved to buy from a cousin in LA. He was glad that he didn’t have to survive with his Uncle Rorys junker.
Packing everything up, he climbed in and left the Harris house, not looking back at the hell house of his childhood.