When i first actually acknowledge i didn't just love boy clothing, wash products and hanging out with boys but wanted to be one was when i was 14. I denied it, i tried dressing feminine (hated that) and even praying to whatever god is out there. But i was Lucy then. I was a girl finding out i am a boy.
I freaked out. There wasn't any coming out stories that i heard ending any good. My brother, Ash, noticed i was drowning, too. But of course he did, we've been as close as two peas in a pod since we knew that we were stuck with each other. We practically shared a room, with how often we were with each other.
I spent eight months beating myself up whilst Ash dropped subtle hints to tell our parents and younger siblings, Harry and Lauren. I didn't end up telling them the way i wanted, not that i wanted to. I was particularly upset that night at dinner for that reason, so Ashton got really mad and just blurted it out. I cried so much. I begged out parents to not kick me out. I'm only 15, please, i'm too young! I sobbed. Our parents cried, too. They were devastated that i felt that poorly.
Anyways, mum and dad fought like hell to get me started on testosterone ASAP. I was a late bloomer, puberty wise, so feminine features didn't really kick in too much. Fourth month of being on hormones, i didn't have a period. And damn, i am grateful, that was the most painful thing i ever experienced.
I'm 16 now. I pass pretty well. I'm not Lucy Irwin-Hemmings anymore, i'm Luke Irwin-Hemmings.
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FanfictionI'm Luke. I have a brother, a twin brother, named Ashton. I have three best friends, Cal, Mike and Lydia. I wasn't born a boy, but it doesn't make me any less of one. ¬ Luke is transgender.
