Coming Out

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Yes, this is an AU of ABF if Josie was a trans man, which almost happened in the actual book.
This takes place before Josie came out as genderqueer, think of it as Josie being trans instead of genderqueer.
Book: Adopted by Falsettos
Josie's Age: 10

I couldn't stay in the closet any longer. I couldn't handle it. I couldn't handle being Stephanie J. Block's perfect daughter, cause I wasn't her daughter. I was her son, her child.

But Mama didn't know that. Nobody did. Everyone in my family was under the impression that I still used she/her pronouns. For a while, I didn't want anyone to know. I was too scared that Stephanie was gonna kick me out, or my entire family was going to hate me for the rest of their lives, or something along those lines.

But that fear was stupid. My family was still going to love me no matter what happened.

Right?

I took a deep breath, got up out of bed, and let my feet take me to Stephanie's bedroom door. I knocked on it gently then poked my head inside.

"Mama?" I asked. I heard Stephanie groan and saw her sit up, and then I ran over to her bed. "Mama, can I talk to you?"

"Of course you can, little Trina, you can talk to me about anything. What's up?" Stephanie said.

"Mama...um...I think...I'm just gonna get this over with before you hate me. I think I might be a boy." I said. Before Stephanie could say anything, I hid my head in my knees and started sobbing my eyes out.

"Hey, hey, sweetie...it's okay. You're okay. I'm not mad at you. What pronouns do you use?" Stephanie asked.

"H-he/they..." I said, trying my best to make my sobs subside. Stephanie rubbed my back and said, "Okay, okay. Do you want to go by a different name?"

"I-I think I want to go by J-Jason...l-like Jason f-from F-Falsettos..." I said, stuttering a little and sobbing.

Stephanie wrapped me in a huge hug and I cried into her chest.

"I'm sorry."

"For what? Baby, there's nothing you need to be sorry about." Stephanie said.

"For being a disappointment."

"Jason." The use of my preferred name made me start crying even harder. "You could never be a disappointment."

"But I am. I'm not your perfect daughter."

"And you're right, you're not. You're my perfect son. And that makes me so happy. I love you so much, Jason Block."

"I love you too, Mama."

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