"Of course I'm right!" Beau could almost hear Jame's smile through the phone as he said that "but remind me... about what?" he asked.
Beau rolled her eyes before taking a deep breath trying to convince herself to say it, it made her feel ill even thinking about it, but she knew it would only get worse if she didn't address it, or talk about it with someone.
"About being trans... oh god I think I'm going to throw up," Beau said feeling her stomach lurch at what she just said, it was oddly freeing as it was ill inducing.
"Okay one if you do please leave me outside of the bathroom while you" James said trying to bring the tension down "and two, sweetie you need to calm down, as I said before; there are worse thing to be then trans... in fact being trans isn't even close to being a bad thing" he tried to calm Beau, it actually helped "you really never thought you were?"
"I guess I never thought about it at all, I always ignored my feelings and shoved them down, I didn't want to accept that something was wrong" Beau threw herself on the bed and looked up at the ceiling "but the article you sent me threw me down into a rabbit hole of reading more articles and taking quizzes and watching videos... speaking of videos do you know how long it takes to load up a video on my dads dial-up?"
"Yikes, your dad still has dial-up?" James asks with a small laugh.
"It's like he lives in the 90s sometimes" Beau sighed and scooted fully on the bed playing with his blanket "It hasn't been that bad though"
James and Beau got distracted talking about some other things before James seemed to remember why Beau had even called in the first place.
"So are you going to come out?" he asks.
"Oh god... Oh crap, I have to come out... christ, how am I going to tell charlie? how am I going to tell mom?!" Beau went back to the panic she was in before.
"I told you before, your father is just happy to get you back... but wait till your ready too, trust me, Beau, it won't be as bad as you think" there was the muffled call of James' name "Ugh, I'm Coming! I'm sorry honey I'll message you later" James said.
"No its fine, I need to think anyway" Beau hung up and curled up in her... his bed. His phone made some noise after a bit and he grabbed it looking at the text he got from James.
so does this mean you want me to call you a boy, and he/him and all that stuff?
Beau stared at the text for a while and can't help but smile, it felt right.
You would do that for me?
of course, I would, you're my best friend 3
Then... Yes Please...
Of course, dude :) tell me if you need any help with anything, I can send you links and other things, I know a bit about this.
You're the best James 3
I know, I'll message you later.
Beau sighed and looked up at the ceiling, he felt a bit better about all this... he wasn't alone in this anymore. He took a deep breath before sitting up and going to cook dinner for him and Charlie. They eat in comfortable silence... well it would have been comfortable if Beau didn't feel so much anxiety about everything going on his head. Beau was early to get to bed so he could just sleep and try to ignore everything he was feeling once again. He did manage to get sleep after an hour or so of tossing and turning, he was getting used to the quiet of the small town.
Beau sat up in his bed the next morning and stood up, his still half asleep mind seemed to wake fully up at the sight of white fluffy stuff on the ground. He threw his head back groaning loudly at the sight, snow meant the rainwater that was on the ground probably froze over. I have enough trouble staying up normally, me and ice don't mix well. Beau goes into his closet and looks through his clothing. At least he had fairly masculine clothing, to begin with, though he felt himself being pickier than usual. But he settled on a slightly oversized band t-shirt that he was pretty sure he stole from James and some jeans.
Beau walks downstairs to see Charlie is once again gone before he is and quickly goes to the cupboard grabbing a pop tart perfect balanced meal to start your day with. Beau put on his heavier coat on with an extra sweater on... his cold tolerance was nonexistent. He can't help but smile when he sees that his coat hides his chest quite well. right I should ask James if he knows anything about hiding my chest... he walks to his truck nearly slipping a few times, he caught himself on his truck and looks down noticing the chains around his tires. He felt his heart warm up at the sight but it was too cold to admire them at the moment. He got into his truck and drives much slower to school then he normally would.
Beau parks and gets out of his truck glancing over where the Cullens were gathered talking, he saw Edward staring at him, he rolled his eyes before looking down at the tires, now having a bit of time to admire the heartwarming gesture. His father must have gotten up earlier than usual just to put them on, it was such a small gesture, but it a loving gesture nonetheless, he felt his eyes tear up slightly. He sniffed slightly, the tires screeching on the pavement hit his ears and he looked behind him to see what looked like Tyler's van barreling toward him out of control, he could see Tyler desperately trying to turn the wheel and get back control of his vehicle. He freezes, he can't move so he closes his eyes bracing to be hit by Tyler and possibly die.
I wonder if James will have my mom put Beau on my grave? that would be nice... maybe he'll come out for me then I won't have to cause I'll be dead... gotta look at the positives, right?
Beau opens his eyes when he felt someone's arms around him, just in time to see Edward pushing the van away causing it to skid more... did he just push that with his hands. Edward looked down at him with wide eyes as if he just did something he couldn't believe. The van spun around back toward them and Edward quickly lifted the car off of its tires before dropping it. Beau laid on the ground where Edward had put him and stared at him amazed.
"How did you do that?"
"Do what?" he asked with a slight smirk.
"Get over here so quickly, you were across the parking lot by your family!" Beau was sure of it, he saw the male staring at him from across the parking lot by his car.
Edward smirk dropped to a serious expression "Beau, how hard did you hit your head? I was next to you the whole time"
"No, you weren't! You were by your car!"
"Beau... please, I was next to you" this time Edward sounded like he was pleading with the boy, Beau opened his mouth to argue once more but melts under the pleading eyes of the male staring down at him "I'll explain later, I promise, just, please... I was next to you"
"Fine" Beau groaned "but you'll explain later" he sighed before allowing Edward the carefully pull him to his feet. He expected Edward to let him go, instead the male held him steady brought him over to the emergency responders that were on the scene, so much noise was going on he couldn't focus on just one voice.
"Oh my god Bella are you alright?!" he was pretty sure that was Angela's voice asking that.
"Bella, I'm sorry, I swear I lost control!" that was definable Tyler.
"Don't worry Bella, we'll meet you at the hospital!" and of course Mike.
Each call of his name made him cringe a little, and also made him thankful that Edward was taking him to the ambulance. They laid him down and made sure he was alright before rushing him and Edward who had gotten in as well, to the hospital.