Alana (Tommie)
"I wanna be a transgender." I told Monique.
"You wanna be a who...huh....what?" She asked, and I sat down on her bed and sighed.
"Monique, I want to become a transgender male. I hate being a girl. I hate acting like I like to do this or that when I don't want to do those things. August wanted to kill me when he found out I like girls, and now he's probably is going to kill me." I explained.
"Okay....Listen Tommie. I get that your gay. August will get over it but regardlessssssss of that... you wanna change your gender Tommie?" Monique asked me.
"Yes." I said. "I don't like to wear girly clothes and get my nails done and stuff Monique. I only said that to you because I really liked you and I wanted to become your friend. I like to wear boy clothes, and I like what boys be doing. From dressing, to their talk, to everything. It's lit."
Monique's eyes widen. I knew I was going to get this reaction. My girlfriend's family doesn't mind me becoming trans. They accept me for me, and that's all I want for my brothers to do.
"I mean I can't tell you what to do and what not to do because it's your life, but Tommie you're 13. You'll be 14 really soon. Once you decide to be trans, there's no going back. I'll accept you in whatever way but you gotta realize once you do this, you can't go back. And plus, you gotta have hell of money to get top and bottom surgery." Monique said.
"Who said I don't have the money?" I asked her.
"No Tommie, I'm not saying that. Well shit maybe I am, but anyways it cost a lot of money for those surgeries." Monique said.
"And I have the money." I said.
"How?" Monique asked me.
"One of my friends put me on to this spot. It's like drag shit but instead us girls dress up as guys and we model and shit, and girls give us money." I said.
"ALANA WHAT THE FUCK!" Monique yelled.
"Shhhhh," I said closing the door. "Keep your voice down!"
"Alan-"
"It's Tommie Monique!" I semi-yelled. "Listen, I know you don't understand and you're not meant too, but it's my life and I wanna live it how I want too!"
"But Tommie, YOU ARE FUCKING THIRTEEN! You have your WHOLE entire life ahead of you. Don't do something that you're going to regret please." Monique begged.
"Trust my process sis." I said. I walked out the door, and I got a text that my uber was outside. I walked downstairs, and grabbed my bag and headed out the door. Once I got into my uber, I shut the door.
"You ready ta' go lil Tommie?" She asked me.
"Yes ma'am." I said.
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"Is she awake?" I asked the doctor, and he nodded his head yes. I headed towards the room.
"Anita?" I asked. "Get the fuck up!"
"What are you doing here?" She asked me. "You're not supposed to be here!"
"Where the fuck is Monique? She was supposed to be here." I yelled.
"Ayo boss, everything good here?" One of my workers asked me, and I nodded.
"Just make sure the coast is clear." I said, and he walked out the room.
"When are you supposed to be leaving?" I asked her.
"In 2 weeks!" Anita said. "I'm pretty sure they all know I'm not dead."
"Carlos and Jasmine seen Miyah and Monasia at the store and they got into it, and then Ro Ro bitch ass had to say some shit!" I yelled.
"You should've killed Ro Ro a long time ago." Anita said shaking her head.
"Mf, I should've killed you a long time ago." I said. "Now where the fuck Alontae at?"
"I don't know. I haven't heard from him." Anita said.
"FUCK!" I yelled. "Where the fuck is my peoples when I need them!"
"You must've forgotten that Alontae is picking sides between us and them! He's just mad at me cause we don't know who his daddy is." Anita said while coughing.
"You just a fucking hoe!" I said.
"Shut up." Anita spat, and I shrugged my shoulders.
"You know damn well we can't keep this shit up for long Anita. We gotta kill all of them bitches so we can get Monique again." I said.
"Do you not think I know that! We gotta be smarter than them. You know Monasia and Miyah are smart as fuck. And knowing Mariah bitch ass she gone always have a plan for something." Anita said.
"So you know what that means then." I smirked.
"We gotta start killing them bitches." Anita said, and I nodded my head.
"When though?" Anita asked me.
"Not right now. We gotta get real low." I said.
"But isn't Alontae supposed to be killing August tomorrow night?" Anita asked.
"Fuck!" I said. "I forgot about that. Make sure that when you see Alontae you have him to call me. I don't need him killing August just yet cause I need to figure out what's doing on with Monique and shit." I said.
"Okay." Anita said.
I kissed Anita on the forehead, and I walked out of the hospital room. When I hopped back in my car, I drove off to the gas station.
I walked inside, and I saw a fine young woman at the counter looking at me. I realized it was Jordyn.
"Wassup Jordyn." I said.
"Hey Marcus." She said back to me.
Oh shit.
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