"I like her!"
"I like you!"
"I like him!"
.....
""" Huh? """
It seems... my so called love life is on a crazy rollercoaster....
Let's take a few steps back to maybe like...ten years from this moment.
...
"What?"
I clenched my hands on my skirt, my knees were now sore because I was kneeling on the wooden floor of our house for a while now.
"Cassian, repeat what you said just now."
My father demanded as he gazed coldly down at me.
I could feel my pulse racing, and my mind rapidly being tied into a knot, and my back was wet with cold sweat.
"I..."
My voice quivered as I spoke.
"I'm a woman..."
"Cassian..."
My mother called out but I cut her off.
"Cassy... mother..."
Her expression shifted when I did, but I didn't care. Instead, I sucked in a breath and looked up at my father who was silent.
"I said what I said..."
My voice was surprisingly firm.
"I'm a woman. I have always been one."
I braced myself, will he beat me up? Will he shout and curse at me? Will he disown me? I didn't know, but I was afraid, afraid that my father would actually do those things. I hadn't exactly planned on telling him this fact, not until I could provide for myself. But because my parents had stumbled into my room while I was wearing women's clothing because they had planned to surprise me for my 15th birthday.... They saw me.
Standing in front of the mirror, a long wig downing my head, a crop top, and a frilly skirt. Also make up. No amount of excuses could get me out of that situation, so now I am here. Confessing my crimes to my parents.
".... Haah..."
I flinched as my father sighed.
Was he disappointed?
"Seriously...."
He ruffled his hair, a habit I recognized when he was having trouble in his mind.
"Let's talk tomorrow."