I walked out of the room in tears. The thought of never being able to see Erik except in a hospital bed or a grave began to tear at my insides. I was breaking down. It seemed like my life was over. I began thinking of ways I could see him, but never thought of one that was applicable.
"Liz?" My father called out in the waiting room. "Liz. Everything is going to be alright. You need to get over Erik."
I quickly interrupted, with an angry and loud tone, "You're only saying that because you think he 'is a bad influence on my life' whatever the fuck that means!" I stormed out the doors of the hospital, slamming them in my fathers face and walked to my car and cranked it. "I'm going out." I screamed, only later to receive a text from my father saying not to come back.
I decided I would call Erik's mother. If she still has any sort of liking towards me I'll at least have a place to stay. The phone rang... and it rang. No answer. I tried to call her again, and after I thought all hope was lost, and I began to pull the phone away from my ear to hang up, I heard her voice. She had been crying, and for good reason, you could hear it in her voice.
"L.. Liz..? What happened?"
My mind kept flinging back to the last thing Erik told me before leaving my house that night. The words replaying in my head. To all of you reading this, believe me, I was just as shocked as you will be. Erik wasn't a person to lie about themselves unless fueled by anxiety and depression. They never portrayed themselves as anything other then their true self, they only beat themselves up for doing what they enjoy to not the best of their ability.
- - JE 206 - -
March 19th 2013
So... Erik (Erika) is closeted transgender.
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Without a Doubt
Teen FictionErik was a shy boy... he never got along with anyone in school, but that all changed when his family moved him across the country. Liz was a girl. Lonely and smart. As her emotions slowly crept to her she got closer to... well... things. Her educat...
