Valerie Is Vincent Now

Him

At the Midford's

They both sat in the tea room, both holding a cup of tea. Val was looking down into his cup, while Edward talked. Half way through a word, he noticed something was wrong.
"Valley? Is something wrong?" She looked up, rather embarrassed, and shook his head.
"ERM, Edward? Is it normal to want to be different to what you are?" He asked, tears threatening to fall. Edward Sat confused. He laughed it off.
"Everybody has problems with their body, their body is too fat, too tall, to short, etc. So the answer is yes!" He giggled, but looked at her in sorrow, "But you don't mean it that way, do you?" He asked, his voice monotone. Val looked up in shock, tears finally falling. Edward gasped, "woah! Are you okay, Val?!" He said desperately. Val nodded, but soon shook their head. Edward took hold of both their hands, and looked him in the eyes. "What's wrong? It pains me to see you like this." He whispered, though Val didn't reply. He took ahold of him and pulled him up, "Lets go to my room, for privacy." He said, no bad intentions in his voice. Val followed willingly. "Now, darling, what is wrong?" He repeated. Val looked him in the eyes, trying not to spill, but it didn't stop it.
"I... Last night, I looked at myself in the mirror. But it wasn't me, but it was me? It was a boy, he looked exactly like me, just different. I wanted to be him, I still do." Edward looked at them in shock. He didn't blink, and as Val saw this they went to leave, Edward grabbed his hand.
"So you want to be a boy?" He asked, fully willing to listen. Val nodded, tears flowing. Edward looked at him in the eyes and kissed him. "I still love you." He whispered, "so... It appears I'm a homosexual?" He asked, Val nodded and giggled. "Are you changing Valerie?" He bopped, and he nodded.
"Vincent... I still kinda wanna keep the V..." He giggled. Edward looked towards the door.
"What about everyone else?" He begun, "won't they be mad, or something?" He asked, obviously concerned. Vincent looked in the same direction, sighed and looked at Edward again. "Probably?" Edward kissed Vincent again.
"I'm calling you Vinny!" Both giggled. Edward told Vincent to stay in here while he goes to get something. He quickly returned, holding a roll of bandages. Vincent looked at him confused. Edward began, "Let's put this on safely." He ushered. He nodded. Vincent undressed, one tear fell in the process. He stood, back to, Edward. Edward began to wrap his chest, making him flat. As they finished Edward spoke. "You want to choose what is mine you want to wear?" He nodded eagerly. They finished up and went to the wardrobe. Inside were a lot of suits, of every colour. He looked at them and chose one. A navy blue one, and some smart Black shoes. He got himself changed and walked in front of Edward. He looked at his boyfriend, shock filling his face. He stood up and pulled him into a kiss. Edward suddenly realised, "Wait!"
"What?"
"With you posing as a woman, we can legally marry and no one will question it." He said with passion, "I know I just realised it, but shush!" He giggled. Vincent giggled along so.
"By the way, my mother will probably be fine with it. She'll probably see you like my boyfriend." He smiled, proudly. Vincent nodded.
"Can we tell her then?" He said, not entirely ready himself. Edward nodded.
"C'mon!" He said, calmly. As they walked down the stairs, Elizabeth was being scolded.
They hid behind the wall, for as long as it lasted which wasn't long. They walked from behind and Francis soon looked at them. Vincent stood awkwardly. Francis quickly understood, after not realising for a moment.
"It's not very gentlemanly to stand in such a manner." She calmly scolded. Vincent smiled. "Though first name?" She asked, crossing her arms.
"Vincent..." Francis' face dropped for a split second, no one saw.
"Second, are you two still together?" She asked, they both nodded. "Third, you are going to have to marry as a woman, dear." She said in a slight sad tone and Vincent's head dropped.
"I know ma'am... But it's better for at least one person understand, than no one understanding." He chirped. She laughed.
"Now! With that, what we need to do now is get you new clothes!" Francis clapped. Vincent grabbed his hair, that reached to his waist. "ERM, I've never liked my hair length, and my mother said I can get it cut here." He said, motioning to an inch below his shoulder.
"Well we'll get you a hair cut!" She chimed. "We'll be leaving in ten minutes." She begun, "I have things to attend to at the moment." She finished before walking off. They both nodded and walked back up to Edward's room.