Michael had started dating a stripper named Amanda. She had a very lovely shape and a very nice rack. Trevor could see that Michael loved wrapping his arms around her waist and whispering sweet nothings in her ear. It was annoying and unnecessary. Trevor remembers when he met Michael's woman for the first time. Michael introduced all of his buddies to her at once but the rudest was definitely Trevor.
Trevor glared holes through her sizing her up and down snarling he said,''Michael's always had a thing for frilly sluts.''
''Trevor chill!'' Michael scolded and then apologized to his new girlfriend. Amanda only shrugged and flipped her hair, she reached into her purse to fix her makeup. It infuriated Trevor that Amanda brushed him off so easily. Who the fuck did that bitch think she was!?
''You don't have to rub it in my face fucking barbie doll.'' Trevor snorted under his breath, but Michael caught it. Where was all of this coming from? And when is calling someone a Barbie doll an insult?
Michael figured that Trevor was just irritated because he himself wasn't able to find a girlfriend. Trevor was just lonely and didn't have much luck with the ladies is all. But Michael started to notice the comments Trevor made at Amanda where kind of odd. Trevor asked her dress size and her bra size. Michael scolded him for it. Why was he being so rude!?
Trevor glared daggers at the woman and then asked where she bought her shoes. Amanda answered,''What's with the questions? You want a pair?'' She gestured at her red stilettos.
''Maybe I do.'' Trevor said rolling his eyes.
Michael only laughed it off awkwardly. But after a week of Trevor still making comments Michael began to get worried. One night Amanda was staying over and Trevor came by. The three of them sat awkwardly in the living space. Trevor was seated on a chair by the dinning table. Michael and Amanda were seated on the couch. The brief silence was very awkward. Some how the topic of Michael saving up to get Amanda bigger boobs came up and Trevor bitterly says,''Buy me some fake tits as well. I think they'd look nice on me.''
Amanda looked at Trevor with pure disgust, Michael only laughed it off as Trevor being silly once again.
Amanda was reminded of the rude comment Trevor had made a week before then,''Trevor...Why did you ask my bra size that one day?''
Trevor looked as he did not want to answer,''Maybe I want to buy a bra of my own sometime.'' he joked and then laughed at his own joke. Michael looked worried,''You okay man?''
Trevor nods slowly looking out of it, he looked at Amanda and said softly,''I envy you.''
Amanda tilted her head,''Why!? Where did this come from Trevor.'' Amanda thought that Trevor envied Michael for being with her and having a girlfriend.
Trevor only shook his head,''I'll leave you two alone.''
After Trevor left Amanda asked Michael,''What do you think he meant by that?''
Michael shrugs and said,''Ya never know with Trevor. I think he meant that he envies all the time you get to spend with me now. Ya know that me and him had a very close friendship, we're like brothers ya know. So he envies the time we spend. I dun know. The bra comment was weird as hell. Weirder than usual. I'll talk to him about it alright Mandy?''
Amanda nodded,''He just looked so sad. Believe it or not, I hope he starts to feel better.''
One morning Michael decided to stop by Trevor's house to check up on him. It took Trevor a while to answer his door but when he did he looked anxious,''Uh hey Mikey.''
''Hey Trev. I wanted to check on you. You've seemed very down about something lately. Are you alright man?'' Michael asked looking at his anxious friend,
''Uh. I-I've got a lot on my mind okay Mikey.'' Trevor answered.
''You don't want to talk about it?'' Michael prodded.
''Nah.'' The Canadian answered.
''Why?'' Michael pressured,''You're not you at all, where'd the smartass action packed Trevor go huh?''
Trevor shook his head,''A lot of things will be changing Mikey. And I might just lose you for good. I hate myself. I don't like a damn thing about myself Mikey. I've been thinking about suicide a lot. Lately. Almost went through with it last night.''
''WOAH WOAH WOAH!? What the fuck!? Trevor ya gotta be jokin' man! Are you serious?'' Michael asked hoping that Trevor was lying.
Trevor snarled,''See that's the problem with you Mikey! You think I'm a fucking joke! You don't take me seriously. If I told you what I plan on doing you would fucking leave me. You would never speak to me again. I would feel even more alone. Ya see. My feelings have died recently.'' Trevor's face was blank,''I know what I want to be. I know what I desire.''
''What the fuck? I am so confused Trevor.'' Michael clutched his face, he gasped when Trevor roughly grabbed him and pulled him into his trailer. Trevor shut the door and locked it. Michael then saw what his friend was wearing. It was a tight red dress that clung to his shape. His mullet was laid down and his usually greasy hair was neat. He still had a five o'clock shadow.
''Um. So you're a tranny?'' Michael's brain was fried.
''I am a woman Michael. I fuck! I don't fucking know! Fuck!'' Trevor huffed in exasperation,''I don't know what the fuck I am! I'm a fucked up piece of shit. All the drugs in the world won't help me. I thought I was jealous of Amanda because she threatened our friendship but it was her womanhood I desired the most. Yes. I also want other things that she has.'' Trevor glanced at Michael,''But I also want to be a female. That's what I desire.''
Michael looked brain dead,''Uhhhh...Maybe I should go now...'' This was waaaay too much for Michael to handle.
''Don't leave me!'' Trevor begged.
''Maybe we should get you some mental help?'' Michael asked himself out loud backing away from Trevor.
''I knew you wouldn't fucking understand! Go ahead and leave me and shame me for wanting to be who I feel inside. I'm not Trevor Mikey, I'm Trisha.'' Trevor exclaimed.
''Ah! Not this again! What the fuck drug are you on Trevor!?'' Michael exclaimed weired all the way out,''Maybe you need to sleep this one off.''
Trevor sighed in exasperation,''There's no getting through to you. You'll never understand.''
Michael did not know what to say.
''Maybe I should've overdosed last night.'' Trevor thought out loud to himself.
''Don't think that way Trisha.'' Michael says softly worried for his friend,''I'll find you some help...''