Home for the Unwanted

Chapter 2

My dad leaned closer in concern,
"Emily..."

"So your attacted to the same gender as well?" Asked my mum, cutting the tension like thick butter.

"No, not necessarily." I stammered, "To be honest I don't really know what I'm attacted to, I think I'm questioning?..."

"Questioning?!" Said my parents together.
"What's so hard?" Interrogated my mum, "Honestly Emily, i really dont see what all the fuss is about. Ether one sex or the other. You choose."

"I-I don't know!" I cried. My dad started to shake his head,
"You can't just resign your gender. Next your going to be changing you name."

"Um, Thomas." I replied, at the worst possible time!

"What?"

"I think I want to be called Thomas."

Urrr I did not plan this well. My mum sighed a frustrated sigh,

"I've had enough of this nonsense. Your name is Emily. That was your name assighed to you at birth and I will adress you as no such thing otherwise. You do not identify as any silly thing like that. You are a girl, not a freak."

Tears begun to fill my eyes from their hurtful words. Please don't cry, not now of all times, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry. Anger was beginning to fill in my heart. I clenched my fists tightly, they were almost drawing blood.

"Well...well maybe I don't want to be like you guys! I knew you'd disapprove of me coming out, because that's who you are! You've always tried to mould me into being like you. Well! Maybe I don't want to grow up to be fancy politician or... whatever!"

"Fine then," Seethed my dad, "what do you want to be?"

Wait what?
"Huh?"

"I'm asking you Emily-no Thomas the transgender, what do you want to be when your older?" My dad leaned forward, like he was interested. I crossed my arms,

"And you actually want my honest opinion?"

"Yes, yes we do." Said my dad forlornly, putting his hand over my mum's stiff shoulder. I took a deep breath,

"I want to be a dancer and perform on stage." I said, calmer than I expected.

"You want to do what?!" My parents howled. My eyebrows knitted together and bit my tougue. Right now, at this moment I'm furious. I mean, they can't actually be fucking serious right now. I mean, I thought that they'd even a a little preference.

"Have you guys actually been paying attention?" I spat, "The ballet club I go to three times a week, the stretches I do every day for about an hour, I even have dance shoes hanging up in my room! I've wanted to be a dancer ever since I was little! How can you not know?...Oh no wait hang on, of course you don't because you've never cared about anything which I've ever taken an interest to."

Silence tightened uncomfortably in the air between us. My dad just shook his head and turned away. He couldn't even look at me. My mum just had this stoney expession which I've never seen her have. It felt like years before she finally was the one to start talking again, I didn't even want to hear it.

"I don't think you can be our daughter anymore, I just don't think I can love a tranny."

Those words inpaled me like a sword though my stomach. It was indescribable of how I felt. It was singling out. It was unfair. It was isolating.

It...it hurt.

No, I mean it actually hurt. I know people always talk about their hearts breaking when something devastating happens and it's true, it actually feels like my heart is being crushed. Like you've lost loved ones. I have lost loved ones.

"Well...well..." I piped in a shaky voice, "well if that's how you feel then I won't change your mindset." My voice was beginning to crack. I didn't say anything else, I just got up, left, and went back upstairs to my room. It was the only place that I could go now.

Lost.

That's the word. Lost. It's like you have no options, it's like your trapped, it's like, it's like me. Now they know everything. I can hear them downstairs now, probably discussing about how disappointed they are with me. I don't care though. They can be as disappointed as they want to be, I know I'm not changing. I can't even help it anyway. Do you think my parents will ever except me for who I am?

Not likely.

A.N
Poor Thomas! Sorry if it just seems like him now. The rest of the characters are coming probably in the next chapter. I don't know I'll have to see. Hope you liked it.
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