Trans Boy | G.W.

35. Ron

Crying in front of your homophobic and transphobic mother is always fun. Especially in your boyfriends arm. And she just exposed my birth name towards them.
I know it was going to happen. She won't use my new name. Of course, she won't.
Garrett keeps me close to comfort him and I hear Shane and Ryland talk to my mother but I don't pay attention to it. I keep focused on one thing and only one thing: Garrett.

I don't know why I thought this was a good idea to do. I could have expected it to go wrong.
"Ron," Garrett says softly. I look at him. He wipes away some of my tears. "Do you want to leave?" I hear that Shane and my mother stay to yell towards one another. I quickly nod. He nods as well and leads me towards the car.
"You're not going anywhere, Jennifer," I hear her say. I ignore it. "You wanted to talk so we will talk. I just don't have much to say to a sinner like you."
I look at Garrett. I can tell he is kind of protecting me.

"Fine. Let's talk," I say. "Let's do it here and do it now."
"What do you want to talk about?" She looks at me and crosser her arms.
"I want answers. I want to know why--"
"I told you many times that I raised a girl. Not a boy. You know you're not a boy and you will never be a boy. You're not crossed gender, transition gender, whatever gender."
"I am transgender," I say. "I never was a 'girl'. Since I can remember, I felt something was wrong. Because I thought of guy things and I wanted to be one of the guys. And you thought it was me being a tomboy but it's not. I knew I was trans when I turned 12. I found out what it meant and finally knew what was wrong with me. "

"You're sick and disgusting. You know I can't have people like you in my family."
"I am sick indeed. I have an illness. I have a boys brain and girls body." I try to be as calm as possible. "And the only way to change it is by transitioning. There aren't medicines for it yet so this is what we have to do. And I have these people who helped me more and gave me more happiness than you could ever give me."
"Stop it. You're making me sick. You're not sick. You don't have an illness," she says and she shakes her head.
"It's a mental illness..."
"Bullshit."
I sigh. "You don't have to believe me. I just want you to understand it."

Garrett keeps me close to him. I look at him and smile weakly. He squeezes my thigh softly and rests his head on mine.
"Who's that?" My mother asks.
"My b-boyfriend," I stutter. I don't know why I was so anxious to admit it.
She gets really confused. "You're dating her?" She asks him.
"Him. I'm dating him," Garrett says. "He is the best thing in my life right now."
I lean against him and smile.
"And it's not okay the way you acted towards him," he goes on. I can tell he's getting mad. "You don't even deserve to be his mother. You are so extremely rude and egotistical. He is still your son and you shouldn't have kicked him out like that. He deserves the best because he is the kindest soul ever. He needs a mom who's good and not some homophobic and transphobic mother."

"Shut it! All of you!" The yells. "I am a good mother. You are sinners. God will burn you in hell."
"See you in hell then," Ryland says.
"I am not going to hell!"
"Yes, you are."
"No I'm not! I'm a good person. I don't sin like you."
"You're not a good person," Morgan says. "You're anything but good. If the news of what you did to Ron spread you will go homeless and go through the same shit you put your own son though. And you deserve it after all of this."
"I'm done here. I don't want to listen to your bullshit." She walks back towards the door but then a guy I've never seen before walks out.
"What is going on here?" He asks confused.