Sweet Dreams-33 The first cut is the Deepest.

Sweet Dreams-33 The first cut is the Deepest.

Chapter 33

Okay…I guess to fill things in I had passed out because I had pushed things too hard and it sent my pressure into the danger zone and they had to get things under control and since the right doctors where there and stuff they said that they might as well go ahead and operate. Right after they had got me stable. I guess my nightmare had them worried about my pressure too.

Alex was just…he held me and he kept me safe after the freak out that I had and we stayed up and we watched movies for the rest of the night or until about five AM when I finally drifted off in his arms.

Oh I finally got to watch Lilo and Stitch…meh. The best thing about it was the fact that they weren’t white kids. And I watched Shrek for the first time and I laughed and I cried and I had Smashmouth playing in my head the whole day.

I wasn’t in serious danger it’s just they thought it was best.

I was humming All-Star all the way to the OR.

It was kind of funny.

And the stuff they konk you out with makes you a little bit happy before they do the thing with the valve and send you off to dreamland.

No nightmares in surgery.

And I’m even out of the hospital right now and feeling like garbage more or less after the surgery and they even fixed a lot of the damage to my nose with the various breaks that I’ve had over the years.

Still I feel like someone has hit me in the face with a tennis racket.

And yet I’m still here helping Jennifer move into her place.

Why?

………………………….and action!

Jen stops holding the box she was carrying inside at she stares at me. “So…what? You’re going to wait until all the tests come back right?”

I adjust the garbage bag I’m carrying. “Yes but I’m not just going to wait because of that I’m going to wait until I’m sure that I want to have the surgery in the first place.”

“What!?”

“I’m going to wait until I’m sure that it’s right for me.”

“Are you insane? You’re a girl, that whole double x thing. I mean you should be all excited and stuff.”

“Okay part of me is happy yeah there’s this part of me that really knew I was off and different and I didn’t know why, now I know why.”

“So…go and get fixed.”

“Who says I’m broken?” Okay, okay even I know that’s a loaded statement. I know I’m broken it’s just not what I meant.

“But…Hunter? Dammit that doesn’t make sense?”

I move around her and go inside because her stuff is heavy I set it down and she follows me in and stares at me like I’m losing it.

“Hunter, you’re a girl.”

“Jen-nifer…I know but I’m also intersexed and that means something to me too.”

“But…”

“If the doctors are right Jen then I don’t have the baby making stuff at all or if I do it’s messed up. They’re already pretty sure that my chicken and my McNuggets are all fine and in working order if not a bit on the smallish average size.”

“How big?”

“None, of your business.”

She pouts as we head back outside and Alex and some of the guys from the team pass us with her sofa. I head back to the moving truck and she and I and Cindy pass things out of the back of it to the guys.

“So you’re keeping it?”

“I said I’m going to think about it. I mean its part of me and…”

“And…?”

“And it works.”

“So…”

“Yeah when Alex and I make love it works…I get off and it works…I really don’t have any guarantees that that’s going to happen if I get the surgery done.”

“But that’s like you and Alex kind of being gay?”

“There’s nothing wrong with being gay Jen…or lesbian.”

“No…that’s not what I meant, hell honestly since we’re talking that I’m bi so it’s like no big deal.”

I look at Cindy who looks like someone gave her a thousand dollars then slapped her in the head with a fish. Yeah Jen it’s a big deal.

“Okay then what do you mean?”

“Adam, does he know that you’re going with the factory originals?”

“He does and I haven’t decided…but I’m not sure that he’s really happy about that either. Or the fact that I’m not going to let him pressure me.”

“So he’s stewing over you stewing over it and he’s not liking that his boy’s sleeping with a still kinda-sorta- boy.”

“And that’s why we’ve been hanging around and helping you the last couple of days.”

“Unpleasant?” Cindy asks.

I grin and take out some nicorette gum and chew, chew hold. I got some finally because honestly quitting smoking is hard…especially since I was one of those people that lived on coffee and smokes. But Alex was tired of kissing an ashtray so I quit. I sigh as it starts to take the edge off.

“You ever heard them say that silence speaks volumes?”

“Yes?”

“Uh-huh, well metallic’s been playing over at our place the last three days.”

“Threats?” Jen asked.

“Lots most of them from April for him to stay out of it.”

“So honestly do you have any idea what you’re going to do?”

“Wait think, try to weigh it out.”

“It’s the sex thing…you’re scared that it’s going to be messed up?”

“Hell yes and this works! I honestly don’t mind having Alex fuck me into bliss with him in my ass.”

And the guys and Alex are there for another load and they are staring at me and at him and Alex just takes my knit hat he always wears and pulls it down over his face completely and takes a box and heads back to apartment.

It takes a few more minutes to have the other guy’s clue in or to snap out of…

Oh Jesus they were just fantasizing about me…like that…it’s not an eeew thing it’s more of a dammit thing.

Cindy actually makes me laugh and my face hurt when she breaks the tension with this Homer Simpson like. “D’oh!”

The guys quickly retreat to do the whole why we brought the guys in the first place heavy lifting thing and we grab some bottle waters and sit on the back of the truck.

I sigh. “Yeah I’m really worried about the sex thing, what if it doesn’t work right?”

Cindy nods. “And what you have works.”

“Yeah…”

“I think you should go for it. I mean really hunter before you found all of this out you thought you were transgendered which pretty much meant you were going to head down this road anyway and I’ve heard that’s got no promises either.”

“Good point but still it’s a lot to think about.”

“I suppose…”

“Would you cut your breasts off?”

“No…beside’s I’ve not interest in going all Chaz.”

“Yeah well I had these parts as Billy and well…my real Dad he wasn’t a saint or anything but this is a real final way to cut that tie with him.”

“He’s dead…I don’t think he’ll mind Hunter.”

“I know it’s just getting the operation isn’t what I think that some people think it’s going to be and that’s Ooooh! You’re XX and a real girl! Your problems are over!”

Cindy nods. “That’s actually pretty true and a lot of people have no idea that it’s a big deal.”

“Yeah it is.” (Sniffle…ow…)

Jen hugs me and smiles. “C’mon you and Cindy can help me tell the guys where to put everything then we can move it around some more and see just how nuts we can drive them.”

“Huh so you do, do that on purpose.”

“Yes WE do, besides if we don’t then they get all over manly and pumped up by helping us do all the heaving lifting, we have to make it more of a chore to keep them from getting all “me-strong-look-me-lift-me-strong.” Thing they’ll get into.”

“C’mon that’s an unfair stereotype.”

Cindy snorts. “Doesn’t mean it’s not true Hunter have you ever been in a weight room?”

I have, and images come to mind and the fact that those muscle ripper guys aren’t allowed in most gyms. “Okay fair enough, I see your point.”

I know it’s not nice or fair to make fun of guys like that but I…we end up laughing as the guys are moving things and grunting and then they’re doing the head scratch trying to figure out a way to put things where they’d go best.

Okay.

Yeah, I’m such a girl really that it’s obvious even to me.

Still, scared shitless? Oh yeah.

……………………………………………I takes awhile but it get things done and I see Cindy head to Jen’s room and she stops by me first. “Can you just give me like a half an hour?”

“Sure…so this it?”

“Yeah…It’s like the best time to do this.”

She opens the bags she’s carrying and I have to put my hand over my mouth from the whole involuntary near squee that came out of me. “Go; go I’ll take care of Jen.”

Cindy takes off down the hall and I go over to Jennifer. “We gotta go get some stuff for the guys.”

“Huh?”

“Jen, when non rich folks have people over to help out it’s kind of the tradition to feed them and sort of throw a little something.”

“But…my check…I’m not like rolling in it Hunter.”

“You’re getting twelve hundred a month Jen, I think you’ll manage.”

“Yeah but that’s rent and heat and stuff plus my phone and my car and…”

“Not optional rich girl.”

She hangs her head and pouts. “Y’know Hunter being poor kinda sucks.”

“Yeah, yeah you’re suffering less whiney more walkie.”

It was interesting to see and show Jennifer how to actually look for and buy things on sale, and what generic meant and even getting just some cheap pop, chips and stuff to make hot dogs with it was still close to forty dollars.

She looked appalled at that like money has taken on a new reality for her. I’d almost revel in the whole thing but Jen’s my friend and this is really a shock to her system and it’s going to take baby steps.

We actually start to have a pretty good time and I see Cindy come over to Jen.

“Hey…can we go to your room?”

“Okay…sure…?”

I see her lead Jen away and I lean on Alex and smile.

“You seem happy.”

“Yeah Cindy’s going to tell Jen.”

“Tell her what?”

“Wait for it.”



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