Hello :P It is the 28th and I am back with the second to last chapter of this story for the time being. I initially wrote this eychapter for myself and didn't intend to upload it. I watched the movie 'Love, Simon' and he reminded me so much of Justin Morgan (Jessie and James' son) and it in a way gave me some answers that I was looking for. But more about that in my second author's note. This chapter is a little different and it features something that was originally going to be a major theme in this story collection and that is Rey connecting with someone's mind to help them write and express their feelings. I hope you enjoy!

Ages:

Rey: 2

Justin: 18

Disclaimer: I own the story and the children OCs mentioned :3

Dear Mommy,

This letter is to you but it's also to the world. Here I am. Here I am sat here, with my brain connecting to the mind and heart of someone very special. Someone very special indeed. I'm not going to say his name. I'm not going to describe who he is. I'm just going to let him take over now. He wants to write this letter to you. He wants to write this letter to everybody. So here he is now. I know he has a lot of important things that he wants to say.

Dear Misty. Dear Mom. Dear Dad. Dear all my brothers and sisters. Dear all of my family. Dear all of my friends.

It's Justin. It's Justin here. I've been lying to you all. For many years, I had been lying to myself and then in recent months, I've been lying to you all too. I have a secret. I have a huge, massive secret. I'm gay. Misty. Mom. Dad. Brothers and Sisters. Family. Friends. Everyone. I'm gay. I am gay.

Seeing that word written in front of my eyes seems so odd. It feels so weird. That word has been whirring around my brain for as long as I remember but as far as I know, I've never written it down. It feels weird. But it feels good.

I don't know what to say other than that. Those words feel like they should be enough. Those words probably are enough for everybody reading them. But they're not enough for me. I want to explain. And to do all that, I guess we have to take a journey back. We have to take a journey back quite a few years. All of my lifetime almost, in fact.

I guess knowing who I truly am has been lots of different moments throughout my lifetime. There were hints here and there and there were clues. But there was nothing ever life changing. Not until I was a teenager. As a child, I was far too focused on my hobbies. I had my family. I had my friends. I had my hobbies. That was me. But as I got older, I realised there was a part of me that I was denying myself.

It all became even more clear and apparent that there was a part of me that was being denied when I had a kiss at a party. It wasn't my first kiss. But it changed everything. It was a kiss with a boy. I knew what I felt. I knew the truth. But I ignored it. I blocked it out. I got a girlfriend. In a way, I did fall in love with her. But I was in love and loved her as a person. I didn't care about her gender. I was also mostly in love with the idea of love. And I was in love with the idea of her too. It was all such a mess. But it was my mess. It was okay.

As you all know, that relationship broke down. A lot of people had a lot of different theories about why it did so. Most people came to the conclusion that we were young and we were changing so fast. That was true. But we were also two completely different people. I knew that was true. I knew that was true from the beginning. But I somehow hoped that maybe it could somehow work. That was foolish, I know.

Fast-forward a few months. Fast-forward a few years. I'm eighteen. I'm lost. I'm confused. I'm lonely. My twin sister, Jazmyn, has her own problems with her own boyfriend. She confides in me. We talk. We offer each other advice. And before I know it, I'm out. Before I know it, I've come out to her. She knows. She wasn't surprised. But she was still supportive. That was a relief. That was a huge relief. I don't think I've ever expressed to her of my gratitude towards her. For not making a big deal out of it. For understanding that I'm still me. It wasn't a big deal to her. It still isn't a big deal to her. But at the same time, it's a massive deal.

I'm gay. Lots of people in the world are the same as me but at the same time, we are in the minority. Some people still don't understand it. Some people even have hate towards it. Maybe that's one of the reasons I kept it as a secret for so long. I knew that my immediate family would accept and be supportive. After my whole childhood of cross dressing with my parents and playing dress up in general and seeing a marriage with no distinguishable gender roles, it would be a major hypocrisy if they weren't accepting. I knew they would accept me. Not even deep down did I know. I knew at the very surface that they would love me. But for some reason, that didn't make it any easier.

I guess that's something with a person being a person, rather than being a guy who likes guys. It's nerve wracking announcing to the world who you are, because, what if the world doesn't like who that person is? It's terrifying. I understand that people have an idea of who I am. They think I'm just normal. And I am. Mostly. I play guitar. I always wear a hat. I'm always making up stupid songs. I'm always around my friends and family too. I almost breathe them as much as I breathe music. I'm that tall, skinny hat wearing kid. That's who I am. A lot of people do have and will have lots of different opinions of me but that's who I am. That's who I know I am.

Things are going to change for me, even though I don't want them too. But what if they change for everybody else too? Their whole idea and perspective of me might be gone. They might view me as a completely different way and realise I'm the utter opposite and not know how to cope with it. I guess that's one of the risks. That's one of the risks of being true to who you are. You have to not be afraid of hurting other people. If you went around considering every person in the world's feelings, you'd never do anything. You'd never say anything. You'd never announce anything.

But I am. Here I am. I'm doing something. I'm saying something. I'm announcing something. I'm being me. With the help of little Rey, I'm being me. She's wonderful. She's powerful. She's one of the most amazing people I've ever met. Without her, I'd never have the courage to do this. Without her, I'd never have the courage to come out to the next person, let alone the whole world.

So now the whole world knows exactly who I am and understands the secret that I've been hiding long-term from the age of fifteen. The world knows everything. It's all off my chest now. But maybe it's on other peoples. Do you have questions? Do you have concerns? Do you have emotions? Are you upset that I'm not telling you in person? Are you upset that you weren't the first person I told? Are you annoyed with yourself that you didn't see it coming. Don't beat yourself up. I didn't see it coming!

I guess the last thing that I want to say is that I'm here. I'm here. I'm here for all your questions and your concerns and your feelings. Just as you all have been there for me. Even though you didn't know exactly what my secret was, you were still supportive. You still tried to help me out, even when I wasn't very complying or very grateful. I'm lucky to have had the support I've had. I will be even luckier to have the upcoming support that I hope I have.

But the truth is; it doesn't matter. I have Rey and her wonderful powers, encouraging me to be truthful. And on top of her, I have myself. I've never given up on myself. So why should I care if someone else does?

I'm Justin. Justin Morgan. I'm gay. This is me. Thanks for reading. And if there's someone else out there going through the same thing as me, I hope that reading this has somehow helped you out. I've had my grand journey. You can have yours too. I never set out to carve the path for others, but if I have done that, it's my honour. Just as it's been my honour to have Rey guiding me, even if I haven't been aware of it up until now.

I'm Justin. Justin Morgan. This is me. Thank you for hearing me out. Thank you for getting to know me.

Love, Justin.

(And little Rey too.)

There you go! Thanks so much for reading and I hope you enjoyed :3 So yeah, this was Justin coming out to the rest of the group with the help of Rey at the age of soon to be ninteen. I've wanted to write a chapter like this since about 2015 but I wanted it to be thought out and realistic and not offensive. After watching 'Love, Simon' and he expressed that one of the reasons that he didn't come out for years because he wanted to hold onto who he used to be, I thought that was very much like Justin. Also like Justin, Simon grows up in a loving environment so it was easy for me to see a lot of each other in one and other. I've been working lots on the character of Justin recently and I try not to have favorites but I definitely have a soft spot for him :P Thanks again and I hope you liked this even though I am mildly apprehensive about uploading it. I want it to come across as authentic. I will be back again on Wednesday with Pikachu Tales and this time next month will be the last chapter for a while in this story collection! I can't believe it's coming to an end but I have really enjoyed it. But it's not over just yet. See you soon!

AmyBieberKetchum signing out :3