Finding Your Truth (Chapter 3) (Patreon)

Chapter 3 = The Reveal: The moment I left my room I could feel my nerves threatening to overtake me. My door slammed shut behind me, making me jump. As people walked past me in the hallway I knew that they didn’t know what was going on, but a nervous part of me felt like they did somehow. I was wearing my jeans, a t-shirt, and a hoodie. Paranoia overtook me a little as I pulled my hoodie down several times as I began to walk just in case it accidently got pulled up and revealed my crinkly secret underneath. When no one was looking I pulled my hoodie and t-shirt up a little just to check. My jeans were naturally sagging some which allowed the waistband of my new undergarment to be peeking about my pants. I could feel my face turn scarlet as I quickly pulled my top back into place to cover the waistband up.

I didn’t know where I was going now, I just knew that I didn’t really wanna stay still. I wanted to experience life, even if it was only a little part, while not hiding who I was. None of these people around me knew about the girly cutsie thing I was wearing, but I knew about it. At the moment that’s all that mattered to me.

I kept walking down the hall until I made it outside. The breeze on my face felt really nice. My crotch felt a little weird, but it didn’t necessarily feel bad. Honestly it felt kinda nice. The garment was a little strange but it felt pretty poofy and soft. I found myself gleeful at the thought of all of the people I had seen online wearing these and enjoying life. It was a strange but simultaneously exciting thing to think about.

Naturally drawn to where I was used to going, I found myself walking back around the theatre building and back to where I had come from. I walked by different girls and allowed myself for the first time to enjoy imagining myself as them. I enjoyed the thoughts of what it would be like to be a girl or what it would be like to try on a dress or wear makeup or whatever else came to my mind. I reminded myself once again that having thoughts like this was okay.

I didn’t know it at first but my feet were practically directing themselves with a little bit of help from my heart. I hadn’t contemplated where I wanted to go, but my heart already knew: the LGBTQ club. The doorway to the room itself was decorated with a rainbow border that made me smile.

Walking in, I looked around and saw the room decorated with more rainbows and colorful inspirational posters.

“Hey! How’s it going?” I had been too distracted to realize that there was already someone in the room. The girl in front of me had an immediate positive aura. Her smile was wide, her eyes were glowing, and she looked gorgeous. The girl was wearing jeans, a red “Green Day” t-shirt, and converse shoes. She wasn’t wearing any makeup but she didn’t need any. She was beautiful regardless. She looked confident, happy, and strong.

The girl giggled at me. “Hello? Anyone home?” She asked.

“Oh,” I muttered out. “Yeah, sorry. You just surprised me.” I could feel myself blushing. Even more so when I remembered the thing I was wearing under my own jeans in front of this gorgeous girl.

“What’s your name sweetie?” She said looking down at me. She was actually on the taller side. Personally I am 5’3 but this girl towered over me a bit.

“Oh, uh... Michael. My name is Michael.” The girl smiled again and shook my hand.

“Nice to meet you Michael. What brings you here to our little club?” I found myself blushing again when I realized that I didn’t really have a good answer for her.

“Umm... I’m not sure.” I admitted.

“Oh that’s okay. Just wanna find out more about the community? That or it’s just a good place to make friends or hang out for a while in a safe space.” The girl slapped her forehead lightly. “Oh duh, I didn’t even introduce myself yet. My name is Lauren by the way. It’s such a pleasure Michael.”

Lauren had a strange sense of magnetism to her. I loved listening to her talk and chatting with her seemed so natural. We talked about ourselves and about the club and she explained more to me about the LGBTQ community than I had ever known before. Before I knew it, we had been chatting for over an hour and a half.

“So Michael,” Lauren said after a while. “I gotta ask. And please tell me if you are uncomfortable with answering, can I ask what really brought you here today?”

I sensed that Lauren wanted to question me more, but for the moment she left it at that. I could feel my panic inside me starting to well up but I forced myself to push it back down. I wouldn’t let it overtake me, not right now. I considered lying to her, but I looked her in the eyes and I felt... deep trust.

“I... I, well...” I had never admitted it to someone, it was difficult to get the words out. “For a while now, I have been considering transitioning into a girl.”

Lauren paused for a moment, perhaps in shock a little, then her eyes sparkled and her smile widened even more. “Oh my god, Michael! That’s so wonderful!” She paused again, she looked like she wanted to tell me something but then she shook her head and continued by enveloping me in a tight hug. “I could see it,” She looked deep into my eyes. “You would be a beautiful girl sweetie.”

Her words meant so much to me that I almost felt my knees buckle beneath me. My heart was pounding and my mouth was dry. She had called me... beautiful. No one had ever said that to me before. I looked down at my feet shyly.

“Th-thank you Lauren.”

“Of course sweetie.” She poked my chin so I would look back up at her again. “So, is there something that you’d rather I call you? Only in private of course.”

I shifted my feet nervously, but I realized that I was only nervous because of my excitement. I looked back into Lauren’s eyes and felt a small smile breaking onto my face.

“Lexi.”
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This story was written by Zander Chesney

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