The Hartbreak Associates

Those Sinners

As Aiken started to deal with his mother with Shawn, Freddy had his own problems circulating. He didn't feel right in his own skin. Every time he stood in the mirror, he didn't feel like a man, nor did he want to be one. Everytime he'd walk past the female locker room, he would always wonder what was in there. The wonder Freddy constantly felt started to increase. He knew a male becoming a female was wrong to most people, but not to him. Whenever he put on a sports shirt, it felt off. He hid it well in front of Bret, putting on a convincing front. However, it was when he went to bed that he cried. Why did he feel like this? What would happen if he told Bret that he didn't feel like a man at all?

Fortunately, today was the day that he, Aiken, and Shawn went shopping. It was going to be the day where he revealed his true self. Once Freddy saw the female clothes, he dragged Shawn and Aiken over in awe.

"Freddy!" Shawn's mind raced as he spoke. "Why are you coming over here? This is the girls section."

"I don't like the boy clothes as much as I used to," Freddy replied. Aiken looked confused at first.

"What do you mean you don't like the boy clothes?" Aiken asked. His eyebrow raised in suspicion. This wasn't like Freddy at all. Freddy simply looked at the both of them.

"I haven't been feeling like a man lately," Freddy sighed sadly. "Every time I walk past the girls locker room, I just want to be in there."

"So you want to be a girl?" Shawn asked. Freddy nodded and his eyes lit up hearing Shawn's question. Shawn ruffled Freddy's hair.

"Don't worry," Shawn assured. "Whatever you feel like, I'll support it. Now come on, let's go on a spree!" Freddy smiled and ran right to the dresses. Aiken started to notice some stares in their direction.

"What're you lookin at?" Aiken gritted his teeth as the people stopped staring. Freddy came back with 5 dresses he liked. Each of them were different colors, but mainly shades of purple and pink.

"Can we get them??" Freddy begged. "Please??" Shawn smiled widely.

"Of course we can get em, kiddo!" Shawn took the dresses and brought them to the register. A bunch of thoughts rushed through Freddy's head. Now that he finally got it out to the two people he trusted the most, how was he going to tell his dad? Could he even trust him? How was he going to tell Owen? How was the entire locker room going to take it? Sure, it was almost the end of the 90s, but people were cruel. The backhanded words of some were too much to handle.

"Freddy?" Freddy heard Shawn call. "You coming?"

"Coming!" Freddy called out in response. He ran to catch up with his fellow associates. He felt a relief but at the same time, he felt as if everyone was watching him, judging his every move.

Weeks later

The whole day felt off to Aiken. He finished everything he needed to but nothing seemed complete. Why was it like this? He decided to approach his father, Edge.

"Dad?" Aiken gingerly approached. "Is it just me or does today feel off?" Edge shrugged.

"If something's off, then something's eating at you," Edge thought out loud.

"Well, I am hungry..."

"Go get some food then, we can talk more once you finish." With that, Aiken went off to catering. He assumed that maybe a nice dinner would be the solution. He grabbed himself some freshly made chicken salad, coleslaw, and a Hawaiian Roll as he sat at a table. It was there when he overheard Vince McMahon talking.

"Don't worry!" he started. "I'll find you someone to show you the ropes of this company!" Was someone new coming? And why only now? WCW was kicking ass and now a newbie was coming? Maybe he would end up a jobber like everyone else, at least, eventually he would. Surely, he would. Aiken listened in more.