Fertle Car Ride Conversation

The night time, help you sleep medication that Bailey had taken more than once dose of was still kicking his butt. He had a huge burst of energy hearing the good news, but it dwindled quickly once him and Candi got back onto the road. Candi’s time behind the wheel of this car was going to come to an end soon with his M… his Mandy coming home, but he also no longer felt bitter about being driven around by the girl. It wasn’t her fault and he really should have studied, course he was sure he would have made it to the actual driving test if that boy hadn’t been flirting with him and… and… Bailey’s mind started thinking of the boy's mother and how he insulted him. He didn’t remember her exact words anymore, but he did not like being called a slut. The word slut was repeated a few more times as he tried to keep his mind on track, only to realize that itself was a tangent. He felt himself start to give up the fight to sleep even as he held up his hand looking at his pale skin. “Tangent… I should get a tan.” He giggled, closing his eyes.

Looking to her side Candi smiled at her friend, reaching over and giving her a shake as she looked back to the road. “We can go to the water park soon, but not today. Not with you sick and ya know we or at least I today have to start our internship.” Candi took in a deep breath. “I really should have dressed to go to the office, I just wasn’t thinking and you.” Candi shoved Bailey again. “You can sleep when you get to your Aunts. Right now you need to tell me what the doctor said. I know, like he didn’t just say you are healthy. Well… he was like a little mean so he could have, but that is besides the point. Spill!”

Opening one eye as he felt himself being shoved on the shoulder, Bailey reached out and moved the air vents so they weren’t blowing on him and pulled his hands inside the sleeves of the sweater. “He said I have to take the pills he is prescribe, prescribe… that is such a funny word. Ya know?” Candi snaped a few times.

“Focus girl, stay with me.” She quirked the corner of her mouth up. “Per Scribe, Per is like to and scribe is to like to write.’ She closed one eye for a second as she thought, making it look like she was winking at a nearby car. ‘Yeah like to write doesn’t make any sense.’ She giggled,

“He said… he said I’m like okay, but I have to take all of the pills. Even the stupid birth control ones, but it is okay because they will help… I guess.” Bailey said, his head lulling to the side to look out the window. He put his face into both of his sweater covered hands, covering his mouth as he looked out to see a little girl who was maybe five wearing a little red dress holding onto a husky puppy. Not the type of dog one should have with how hot some days could get in their state, but it didn’t change the fact that the baby dog was so cute. Their family had a few dogs that ran around the stables, a few cats, but none of them were ever really pets and all of them had been grown by the time he was this girl's age. “Awww… look at that!”

Looking past Bailey Candi saw the little girl with the puppy. “Aww, that girl is adorbs!”

“I was talking about the puppy, but yeah… I guess.” He said sleepily. Sitting at the red light, Candi reached over, running her hand over Bailey’s side braid, giving her friend a small pout, wishing she could make her feel better.

“So that is good news.” Bailey closed his eyes again.

“Yeah, puppies are always good news.” He murmured.

“No, I meant what the doctor said. But… umm Bailey we both know you are like, sexually active. Why aren’t you already on birth control or well and. Why did you tell the doctor you don’t need it?” Rolling his head to face Candi, Bailey pressed his lips together. He couldn’t say because i’m a boy, he wasn’t sure what to say, but it seemed his lips hadn’t fully checked in with his brain.

“Cause like I can’t have any babies, doctor said so.” He held up his hand making a scissor motion that was covered up by the sleeves of the sweater as he thought about the vasectomy he had. Something about what he had just said didn’t sound right, something was off or so Bailey’s clouded mind felt. “I mean like… pfpfpfpf” He blew air through his lips causing them to flap a bit, making noise. Candi pulled off to the side of the road hearing her friend so casually say she was infertile, she couldn’t imagine how devastating that news was. She knew Bailey took early childhood classes, heck she even showed her the little video game that was made to help students understand how to take care of children. She had been so great with the little boy when they watched him at the pool and just now she had called out the adorable little girl, then deflecting to the puppy when she was thinking about this very topic and how she had just dredged it back up.

“I am so, so, so sorry Bailey! I didn’t know! Of course I didn’t know but I shouldn’t have… oh god I’m so sorry you have to go through this.” She unbuckled her seatbelt, leaning over to hold her friend in her arms. Bailey felt her hug him, he really did like hugs and he shouldn’t have gotten more up to this point he thought as he wrapped his arms around his friend to hug her back. He wasn’t sure what she was going on about, the baby thing was nothing. Wasn’t it? Yeah, did he say something he shouldn’t?

“Ohhh…k. Did I say something wrong?” He squeezed his eyes tight. ‘God I want to go to sleep, did I say something I shouldn’t. She is hugging me, is this a good hug or a…’

“No, no, of course not. I feel like so bad about brining something up like that I would be, oh wow like a total mess. I can like only imagine what you are going through, went through?” Still holding her friend tight she nodded her head. “Going through, and now you don’t have to go through it alone. I’m here for you little sis, maybe umm when you find the right man.” Candi pulled back from the hug looking into Bailey’s green eyes. “I could help, ya know?”

“No.” Bailey shook his head, he didn’t understand.

“You… you don’t want me to help.” The topic had been lost to Bailey, his mind firing on too few cylinders. ‘ Does she want to help him find the right guy? Why are we talking about dating, I have had enough of that. Oh my god I said something wrong she looks hurt!’

“No, no, no. I always want your help with like…” Bailey fluttered his sleeve covered hand in the air. “Things and what not. I just like I’m confused.” Candi bit her bottom lip, nodding her head in small rapid nods.

“Yeah, yeah, like this is a lot and like I don’t know anything about this… but I will.” She gripped her friend’s shoulders. “I promise I will find out and I will be there for you. Okay? Like promise.”

“You are like such a good person, you don’t even know.” Bailey said, still not sure what she was talking about but still it felt good that she was offering to help. He would talk to her more about whatever this was later. Those were his last thoughts before he awoke sitting in the car out front of Aunt Megan’s place.

“Okay, you go inside and get some sleep, sorry I can’t wait around to get your meds, can’t imagine it looked good to take a half day on my first day of work or you not working at all, but doctors visits are important.” She said with a small smile, while Bailey looked back at her with confusion.

“You are going to work?”

“Yes silly, don’t you remember Daddy talked to Miss Gates so I could take you? We both were going to work a half day, but you like obvi can’t go in.”

“Oh, yeah… I knew that.” Bailey said, not recalling any of that.

“Yeah, so like let Aunt Megan know about your **** so she can pick them up for you and you get some rest okay little sis.” Bailey nodded, pulling out his phone to send the texts.

“I love you sis, but I really need to get moving and you are moving like a little baby sloth. Cute as a button, but soooooo slow.” Bailey nodded again, reaching for the door handle to get out of the car.

“Yeah… sloths.” Candi squinted at her friend letting out a small series of giggles. She wasn’t sure if that was on purpose or not, on one hand Bailey seemed to like playing to people's expectations of her. She could be a ditz at times, but she didn’t think her bestie was nearly as bad as she let on. Then on the other hand the medication had made her incredibly loopy.

“Get rest, text my future Aunt!” Candi said, after rolling down her window as she backed up out of the driveway.

Standing there Bailey shot off a text asking Aunt Megan to pickup the medication, before slipping the phone into his purse. Pulling out the paperwork the doctor had given him when he left to look at it as he went inside. He saw the word testosterone and didn’t understand what the numbers meant, but it brought a smile to his face. ‘I’m going to be a man again, no more boobs for this dude!’

Walking to the bedroom he stopped to look at his face in the mirror before moving on to the bedroom. The sweater was incredibly comfortable, but he was going to bed and wouldn’t be needing it. So he tossed it on the bottom corner of the bed, before stripping off his shoes, the leggings and the pink shirt, leaving them all just on the floor about the room. Bailey glanced back over to the paperwork happily. He pumped his arms in the air, wiggled his hips from side to side, not paying any attention to his reflection in the mirror that showed a girl in her underwear bouncing her hips side to side, thrusting one fist into the air and then the other, causing her chest to act similarly to her rear. “I’m gonna be a man, I’m gonna be a man, no more girl, no more girl.”

Hopping to the side started to move his legs, bending one and the other as he danced excitedly. Seeing the stuffed bear that he had gotten long ago now for the love of his life he picked it up high in the air, holding it by its arms, Bailey gave the stuffed animal an open mouthed smile. “You hear that President Bear? The doctor is going to make a man out of meeee!” Bailey sang trying to bring the register of his voice down to a baritone, but coming nowhere close with his soprano voice. The Disney song from Mulan starting to go through his mind about making a man out of someone. “No more girl… “ He plopped down to the bed, much of his energy spent, pulling the bear closer to his chest as thoughts of being a man brought a memory of being bent over, a man… a real man’s dick being inside of him…. The song going this his mind switched over to being a barbie girl. Bailey Ann was a Barbie girl. Bailey wore the resting smile on his face. “Bailey girl, living in a Bailey world.” He quietly sang to himself, holding the bear tighter.

Bailey still felt tired, but a small spike of anxiety was keeping him from closing his eyes, afraid of what he might see when he went to sleep. So he pulled out the little pink diary, he hadn’t written in it since before that date… ‘We should like, write in our diary, it would totally help.’ Bailey nodded getting comfortable.