Prodigal

~2.13~

Dad knocked on my door the next afternoon.

“I want to understand.” He said. “I don’t understand. Can you try to explain it to me?”

Of course I would. He suggested that we go for a walk on a trail the goes around a playground then loops around a lake. It wasn’t very busy and it was within our gated community so the amount of paparazzi there should be minimal.

I looked in the mirror as I was getting ready. I looked like the way I had my whole life in the morning. Without the wigs, the makeup, I still looked like Emmett.

I’m Emelia, that’s who I am, but sometimes it felt like Emelia was a part I was playing, and when the costume came off, everyone saw me as Emmett again.

I would even see me as Emmett again.

But hormones and growing out my hair will help, and switching to girl’s clothes 100% of the time all helps with that.

During the walk, I tried to explain to Dad that my whole life, I have hated everything masculine. I hated being called a boy, I hated that I couldn’t wear girl’s clothes or that kids at school didn’t understand that I wanted to play with a Barbie.

After we had looped around the lake and we were by the playground, Dad saw someone he knew about thirty feet away and said he would go say hi. I knew he wouldn’t want to me to go up to them with him, so I stood by a tree and just went on my phone.

I saw out of the corner of my eye a middle aged man that was walking towards me. He kept walking towards me, and he seemed like he was trying to get next to me. He looked angry.

“Fucking tranny.” He scolded to me as he got up to me. He then pushed me by the shoulders, causing me to thrust backwards. My arm scraped against the tree, causing it to burn in pain. I yelped in pain.

“Be a fucking man.” He scolded again as he pushed me farther, this time knocking me to the ground. This caused me to let out a scream.

The man then leaned down and punched me on the side of the cheek, causing me to scream louder as the excruciating pain hit me.

I tried to mentally prepare for another hit as I saw my dad knock the man off me.

“DON’T FUCKING TOUCH MY CHILD!” He screamed.

Notes

Awwww Luke defended Emelia :)

I SAW 21 PILOTS LAST NIGHT OMG THEY WERE SO AMAZING 10/10 WOULD RECOMMEND!
I've been to a lot of concerts and the only concert better than 21 Pilots was 5SOS but honestly they are very comparable! #blurryface