His Name Is Justin Blake

7

2 years.

It's been two years that I've been friends with Justin Drew Blake.

Now, you may all be wondering, "What the hell happened?"
Well. Here goes.

After the night at the park, Justin and I really hit it off. He would tell me everything, and I would tell him everything. I knew all of his secrets. He knew all of mine. Eventually, we started dating.

It was amazing. The dates, the kisses, the makeout sessions, the double dates, the tears, the fighting.

But the night he told me his biggest secret was the worst.

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"Why are you just now telling me this?? Justin what the actual hell??!!" I yelled, causing him to take a couple steps back.

"Because Danny, I thought you would judge me!! I hate myself sometimes. Forever wishing I was born as a boy. AS WHO I AM NOW." He lashed back.

"I DON'T CARE ABOUT THE FACT THAT YOU'RE TRANS JUSTIN, IM MAD AT THE FACT THAT YOU NEVER TOLD ME. I literally told you everything... I told you my past, I told you. And you couldn't tell me that?! Then you go and get sick after the mastectomy, that I never fucking knew about! You were bleeding out of your breasts Justin, I didn't know what to do!!! Everything was a secret." I yelled, and then slowly softened.

"I... I'm sorry." He choked out. Then he ran out of my apartment.

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I chased after him and we made up. We were okay again. And I helped him with every problem, every T-Shot, every insecurity.

I loved him. I really did.

We would lay on my bed saying that over and over to each other.

But now, I'm not sure.

He's been hanging out with Reagan a lot. Leaving me for him.

He told me one day he loved him. And he didn't feel the same with me.

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I'm bacckkkkk. Hello new and old fans !! I'm so sorry for the confusion. I needed a break.

I will be creating a sequel next month to this, so tune in :))

- Melissa. ❤️