The Trans Runaway

Its Time

When someone finally let me out of my seat, I exited the bus. I walked straight to the library, me and my friends have been meeting here before and after school for about a week. My friends are the best, spending their time with me just to help me out. I'm pretty scared right now, my parents are super christians and I'm not sure this will go well. "I don't think you should do the cookie idea, I think you should sit them down and tell them." Rebecca said, putting a hand on my arm. "Yeah, I think that too." Chance said smiling, "I think it'll go well." The bell rang, I grabbed my book bag and tossed it on my shoulder and headed for the door, "I hope so.." I said with an obvious fake smile.
After our classes I texted my friends in the group chat:

Aiden: > Can't make it to the library today, gonna go home and come out. :)

Rebecca: > Good luck Aiden!! You got this! :D

Daniel: > Good luck!!

Chance: > Yeah, Good luck!!
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I put my earbuds in my ears and started walking to my bus. "Hey" a girl with shoulder length purple hair laid a hand on my shoulder lightly. I took my earbuds out, "Oh uhh.. Hi." I said lightly with a wave. "I'm Zara, I just wanted to say that you're I think you're really cute." She said with a sly smile. "Uhhhm.. Is this a joke..?" I said looking around for others laughing. "No no no, I really do think you're cute." She lightly slid her hand off my shoulder and down my arm. "Thank you.." I flashed a slight smile and walked into my bus. I blasted music in my ears waiting to get home, I'm ready to get this over with.
When I got home I changed and went to the living room, "Mom! Dad! Come here please!" I yelled, I tool a second to breathe, don't be scared, you can do this Aiden, you got this. My mom and dad walked into the living room from different parts of the house and stood in front of me. My moms face looked concerned but my dads was just as cold as ever. "Can you guys sit please?" They followed my request and sat on the couch in front of me, I took a long deep breath and let it out slowly, I've waited to do this for a long time, hopefully this goes well. " So.. Momma, Dad, I need to tell you something and I know that this may be weird but I can talk to you about it and answer questions and it doesn't change who I am on the outside, I'm still me and I always will be." I stopped to take a breath, My mom looks even more worried and asks me with concern in her voice, "Kace, just tell us, its okay." I took another deep breath and let it out, "I'm transgender, I'm a boy and I've known since I was a kid, I've known that I wasn't meant to be a girl for a long time and I wanted to tell you both so I can be free and truly breathe and just exist happily in my own house without hiding my true self." I stopped with the tears filling up my eyes and out of breath, I looked back up at my parents. My father looked furious and my mom looked very confused, my father shot up out of his sit and got in my face with his face and finger, "No you're not, You are not a boy, get that in your head right now! No daughter of mine is going to be a transgender, That's a huge embarrassment and I am not dealing with that, so get that silly idea out of your damn head now!" My father exploded and stormed off. My mom stood up crying, "Why would you say something like that, are you trying to embarrass us, ruin us? Stop being a burden to us, get over this stupid idea you have in your head because we won't have this." My mom left, following after my dad.
I don't know what else I was expecting, how did I think it was going to go any different then how it did? The tears started to fall even harder, I walked into my room and slammed and locked my door. I fell to the floor with my head in my hands and sobbed until I couldn't breathe, I caught my breath and stood up I walked to the mirror and watched the tears roll down my cheeks. I started to feel numb, then angry, I slammed my fist through the tall skinny mirror and watched the glass fall on the floor. I stared at a big piece of glass for a minute then picked it up, I held it to my wrist and stared down at it, "Fuck, I can't do anything right!" I took the glass and threw it at a wall, as it shattered I fell to the floor, sobbing.