No Matter what

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Laughing. Kissing. Love. People want it. Even the ones that others call weird or not normal.

Seventh grade ( memory)

I stare at my brothers door. My heart racing. My hands shaking. Sweating. I felt dizzy. I felt scared. I put my hair in a pony tail. I look down at my clothes. Some large plaid shirt. And jeans. Not something a girl would wear.

At least that's what the other girls say. They call me weird. Gay. Disgusting. I take a deep breath. And slowly move my hand to open the door. I hesitate so much. I've hesitated for so many days. I finally grabbed the knob and slowly opened the door.

Dean's on his bed. Texting someone. "Hey Sammy"he smiled. I stayed silent. I was shaking. I felt tears wanting to come. I tried to do hard to hold them back. I had to. I needed to act tough.

"What's up?"he asked. I closed my eyes. The tears poured down. "Sammy?"he got up. I knew he did. I knew he was in front of me. No backing out now. "D-Dean I........."I froze. I had no idea what to say.

How would I blurt this out. I'm a boy trapped in a girls body. I didn't know. "Sammy your scaring me. What's wrong?"he asked. I still stayed silent.

"Did someone hurt you. Was it those girls again?"he asked. I shook my head. "I'm.........I'm a boy"I said. I just stared up at him.

He looked shocked. Not mad. Just surprised. "What?"he asked. "I'm transgender and I'm sorry if you hate me but I can't help it"I blurted out. Thinking yelling would come soon. But it never did. A hug did.

"I would never hate you. Never, ever, think that. Understand?"he asked. I nodded. "Have you told Bobby?"he questioned. I shook my head. "No. I was to scared. I've been trying to tell you guys for a couple weeks now."I replied. He patted my back.

"No matter what you are my sibling. And hey I always wanted a little brother"he smirked. I laughed. "I always wanted an older sister"I chuckled. "Well you aren't getting one"he said.

I hugged him again. "Thanks man"I whispered. "Hey I can still call you Sammy. But I don't think Samantha will be a good name for you. How about just Sam"he said. I nodded.

"Do you think bobby will hate me?"I asked. "No. He loves us. And he'll love you for you. He's family. And family loves family for who they are. Not who they think they need to be."he reassured me.

"Ok. Can you come with me?"I asked. He nodded. "Yeah. Let's go"he replied.