Chasing Rainbows (COMPLETED)(Gay/Lesbian/Transgender)

Chapter twelve Sam's POV

"It's Sam." I say and stare down at my hands in my lap. Why can't they understand this?

"Listen Samantha- you can't be a boy! You have...girl parts." She whispers the last part and I just want to throw something at a wall. Or at our china cabinet. That would definitely make mother happy....

"My name is Sam. I am a boy. I was born into the wrong body, okayyyyy?" I say and stand up then walk into my room.

Why do they always do this to me? Every single day I have to deal with it at school and now at home too.

Do you know how confusing it is when you have to go into the wrong bathroom every day or you'll get beaten up? It sucks. It really sucks.

So, let me properly introduce myself. My name is Sam, or Samuel preferably, and I'm transgender. I was born female but I am 100% male on the inside.

Somehow, that's too difficult for some people to handle but it's who I am and I'm ready to stand up for myself.

I hear a soft knock at my door.

"Come in.." I mutter and pick at my nails. My mother comes in and brings me this pamphlet. Something about an institution for LGBT kids.

Wait so let me get this straight. They want to send me away to some Jesus camp to turn me normal? Are you crazy? Are you flipping insane?!

"Your father and I think that it would be a good idea." She says and I can see the tears well up in her eyes.

Every time she looks at me, I see disappointment in her eyes. Every single time. Ever since I told her, at least.

I'm not a bad kid! I get straight A's, always on the honor roll, I do a lot of academic clubs, I don't drink, smoke, etc.

So why aren't they proud of me? I mean, I'm still the same. I'm just going to look slightly different. Why do people have to be so selfish?!

I mean, it's what makes them uncomfortable, I get it. But how do they think I feel? Do you know what it's like to feel uncomfortable with your body every single day?

"I'm not going." I tell her and hand her the pamphlet. I can't do this. I simply can't.

"Yes you are. You're packing your bags and we are leaving tomorrow." My eyes widen.

"Oh come on! You can't do this to me- mom please just.."

She cuts me off. "No Samantha. You are going, and that is final." She leaves my room with a slam of the door.

I don't think I've ever felt so betrayed in my whole entire life. They can't just send me to this place and expect everything to be fine and dandy. I'm not changing who I am and I'm not going.

But what choice do I have?