transgender → klance

eight

We took a nap together. I put alarm for 6 PM because that's when my mom starts driving back from work. Lance woke me up at 5:30 PM. I sat on the couch waiting for my mom to come home. Lance stayed in my room because it's Mother & Child bond time.

"Hey Kate!" Mom walks home with her work bag.

Kate.

"Hey mom!" I faked a smile because Kate is hurting me.
"Ahem.. can we talk?"

"Yeah, of course.." Mom looks concerned and sat down next to me.
"What's wrong, Kate?"

"Mom. It's hard for me tell you, but.." I started to tear up and back out of this.

"Kate.. you can always tell me anythi—"

"Don't calling me Kate... please."

"What?"

"Don't call me Kate anymore. Please."

"Why? What do I call you now?" Mom became more confused and more confused.

"Let me finish, mom."

"Mom, I am transgender and I'm gay. I'm a boy who likes other boys. My name is Keith." I took a glance to my mom. Mom started to cry.
"I am so sorry.." I try to comfort my mom. I looked down. My mom is going to hate me. My mom is going to kick me out of her life. My mom won't accept me!

Awkward silence.

My mom is crying.

"I am proud of you... son." I look up. Mom is smiling and crying.

"What.?" I am in shock.

"You are my child. You are the only family I had for years. I love you so much. Your gender and your sexuality doesn't matter to me. What matters to me that you are safe and happy." Mom hugged me and cried into my shoulder. I hugged her back and cried.. we both cried a lot that day, like mother and son.

"Thank you, mom."

"Thank you, son."

"Can we please try to use he and him pronouns about me and call me 'Keith'?" I asked my mom and wiped my tears.

"Yes, I will try. It will take a while of me getting used to it, but I will try. I love you, Keith." She smiled and kiss my cheek.

"Thank you, mom. Do you accept me?"

"Of course, son. I love you so much."

I let go of my mom.

"Wait! Mom stay here. I have another announcement! Lance!" I call for Lance. Lance walks out of my room and to the living room.
Lance saw me smiling and start to smile too. We both hugged and started to hold hands. I see my mom's face. She's still smiling at us.

"Mom."

"Son."

Son. The word I always want to be called. My goal.

"Lance and I are dating." I smiled at Lance and Lance smiled at me.

"Again, if you are happy, I am. Welcome to the family, Lance." Mom walks over and beat hugs us both. Lance and I started to cry.