3rd POV:
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Throughout the years of your life, you were born a female but feel like a boy, but once on you felt that no one really cared about it. No one really cared about the LGBTQ+ community and did not like about due to the fact because it was 'agents the Bible' even though that they're wrong. So god damn wrong.When you went to hell and met Charlie and then a girlfriend. Charlie supported you no matter what, if you gotten bullied due to the fact you were Charlie but end up getting hurt.
You looked at the mirror while picking on your (h/l) (h/c) and felt uncomfortable with your body shape and going through your memories when you felt stereotyped by everyone. When everyone saw you wearing a suit at your prom, everyone looked at you and whispered to each other, you felt the brim of your eyes start to prick when you snapped out of it. "What the fuck is wrong with me?" Your raked your hair across your hair and walked around the room while you were digging through your memories, after the prom everyone as been bullying you, calling you the f slur, names that makes you feel like the punch in the gut, even the name your parents have a given you.
You heard the door open but didn't stop. You felt arms around your body to make you stop and rocked you back and forth "it's okay (y/n)" the feeling punched you again, you looked at the mirror and saw Charlie around you while her head snuggling your back "Charlie" "hm?" "Would you support me if I was a different gender?" "Of corse! I told you I'm bisexual" "oh..." "why?" "Im just saying" "well, you're the best girlfriend that I ever had"
It's time to tell Charlie. You grip the ends of your shirt and guide Charlie to the end of the bed "theres something I need to tell you something" "what is it? Is there someone here that is bothering you?" "No! No" "then what is it?" You glance at the mirror and back to her "I don't know If you would support me because you probably thinking it's a stupid thing but the entire time I felt like that being a female is hard for me and makes me feel like I'm being stereotyped, So, I'm just going to say I'm trans" Charlie looked at you.
You looked at her, fearing that she would dumb you because of it. But the other thing that surprised you that Charlie hugged you, tightly and quickly "c-charlie" "it's okay, I support you anyways, what name do you go by? What pronouns do you go by?" You looked at her and almost cried "(m/n) (male name) and he/ him" "okay! (M/n) tomorrow I'll tell everyone here at the hotel to call you that" she hugged you and you hugged her back "I love you, (m/n)" "I love you too, Charlie, thank you so much for this"
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A bit quick but, I did break my own rules for this and trans people deserve the rights to be called their pronouns and names they wanted to go by. I was about to save this until June but I can't. I love you all and please put your pro nouns in the comments so I can call you though's.Anyway, thanks for reading and I'll see you in the next chapter buh bye!
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Short StoryThe first half is older chapters from when I was ignorant and gullible, please don't read the first half of it unless you want to cringe. Yes there are lemons, fluff, and or smut so read at your own risk ----- Key words: Y/n- your name L/n- last name