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Chapter 6
 
The two locked eyes and Kelly felt her heart start to race. She became so scared that she couldn’t breathe.

Everything went black and she felt herself falling.

And then nothing.
 
 
Kelly awoke, what seemed to her like just a little while later, and felt something moving through her hair. She opened her eyes and saw her mother snuggled up next to her running her fingers through her hair.

“Welcome back sweetie!” her mom said with a smile.

“Mom I ca.. “Tommy!!” Kelly sat up and looked at her mom.

“He’s fine, and asleep,” her mom comforted her with. Kelly turned to let her legs dangle off the side of the hospital bed.

“Mom... I know you're wondering why... I...”

Kelly's mom stopped her by placing her hand on Kelly's arm.

“I know hon, I know. I was told everything by Miss Jones. And besides that, I’ve known about you... somewhat, for quite a while.”

“You have?” Kelly said with shock.

“Sweetie, do you remember the day when Katie died?”

Kelly nodded as she felt her eyes get misty.

“A few hours before she passed away, she asked you to leave. Remember? And when you did, she told me about Kelly and how she believed that Kelly was the real you.”

“She did?” Kelly slowly responded. She was astounded.

“Yes.” Her mother leaned in and hugged her. “I was upset at first. But then she told me how Kelly came about and that you did it for her, in her time of need. Katie cared about you and knew that one day you might want to become Kelly so she wanted me to understand. Katie feared that I might drive you away when you did decide to become Kelly. She loved you that much.”

Tears streamed forth from Kelly's eyes.

“I love you sweetie and I’m here for you. But I’m also very upset that you went on your first date and I wasn’t there to see you off,” she smiled.

Kelly hugged her mom. They talked for a few minutes about maybe seeing a doctor to see about transitioning, until Kelly broke the conversation by asking if she could see Tommy.

“Before you do,” Her mom said as she reached in a bag and pulled out - her wig! “That nice Mister Bobby found this back in that alley. I cleaned it up the best that I could for you.”

Kelly's mother lovingly affixed the wig onto her head.

In all the commotion of what went on, Kelly forgot that that boy had pulled it off of her head!!

“I’ll have to thank him when I see him,” Kelly mused while fixing the wig styling.

“He should be around. He’s been popping in every day to check on you kids.” Kelly’s mom grinned, “And I think he might have a crush on Miss Jones.”

Huh?

“Wait! You said he’s been popping in every day? How long was I out?!” Kelly asked.

“Almost four days. The doctors said, that with all that has happened to you, you must have really needed the rest.”

“I was really worried about you,” her mom said as she hugged Kelly again from the side.

“I also sponge bathed you and washed your hair out,” she told Kelly. “You were a real mess. I put on fresh undergarments for you and brought you a change of clothes... from your "stash."”

Kelly gulped, still feeling guilty about having hidden being Kelly from her mother. Kelly's mother pulled out Kelly's clothes from a tote bag and laid them out on top of the bed for her.

“Well, are you ready to go see Tommy?”

Kelly nodded.

“I'll wait outside while you get changed.” She kissed Kelly on the cheek before leaving the room.
 

 
As the two made their way to Tommy’s room, on another floor, in the hospital cafeteria, Bobby and Sam sat at a table together.

“Thank you for saving my son.” Sam said as she sipped her coffee.

“No problem. I just wish I could have gotten there sooner.”

Bob just sat there smiling, but Sam could tell that something was on his mind.

“Penny for your thoughts?” she asked.

“Well I know now’s not the best time, but I was wondering if after this, maybe you would kinda, maybe like to, a... I don’t kno...”

“Go on a date?” Sam smiled.

“Well yeah. I mean if it's okay with you.” He was blushing big time.

“You should know I’m not like other women,” Sam said as she looked out the large window overlooking the parking lot.

“What do you mean?” Bob asked.

“I wasn’t born a girl Bob.” She looked into his eyes.

“But I thought you were Tommy’s mother?” Bob asked, obviously confused.

“It’s a long story, but I’m really his dad.”

She took a deep breath.

“When I was nineteen, I was a freshman at a small community college in Atlanta. I was taking networking courses along with the software engineering prerequisites while I attended a four year college. I was at a party one night, and I met this guy named Billy. He was a biker who was a member of the local chapter of the Hells Angels.”

“We got to talking and we got around to my love for motor bikes. We hung out a lot and over the next year I somehow managed to become a prospect. It was pure hell on most days but I stuck with it and soon enough I became a fully fledged member.” Sam had a faraway look in her eyes.

“Wait! So you used to be an Angel?” Bob asked.

“Yep! By the time I was twenty-three, and with help from Billy, I became the club Treasurer and was in charge of keeping track of the club's money.”

“It was about that time that I met her.” Sam looked away for a moment.

“Who?” Bobby asked.

“The love of my life.” Sam reached down into her small purse and pulled out a picture of her old self and a pretty young blond.

“Her name was Stacy. We met at a college party and we got so hammered that some things happened. When we woke up the next morning, after realizing we had both had sex, she was really mad and claimed I had taken advantage of her. I was able to calm her down and get her to go have some coffee with me. We talked and exchanged phone numbers.”

“I honestly thought that would be the last time I’d ever see her, but a couple weeks later, she called me up, and low and behold... she’s pregnant! Well, we met and talked about our options, but neither of us believed in abortion. So, we settled on adoption.”

“In the months that followed we became closer and closer.” Sam had a gleam in her eyes. “When the big day came I was right there beside her, and when I held my son in my arms for the first time, I felt a joy like none other.”

“We ended up keeping Tommy and I did my best to provide for the three of us. We loved each other, but we couldn’t marry. If I had married Stacy, I’d have had to share her with the rest of the club.” Sam looked down at her hands.

“That’s one of the many bad things about being a biker. You have to share your wives, and in some cases, your girlfriends, with the gang.”

“Stacy begged me all the time to leave, but the only way out, especially for me, was death.”

Sam took a deep breath and wiped a small tear from her eye.

“Well... things started to happen within the inner circle of the gang's higher ups and there was rumors of a coup d'etat.”

“I knew I had to get out, and fast.” Sam had tears in her eyes.

Bobby reached over and gently squeezed Sam's hand. “What happened?”

“I was alone with Stacy, when my phone rang. It was Billy. He told me that Kenny and a few others were trying to take over. He told me to take Stacy and Tommy and run.”

“Tommy was already out of state at his grandparents. Stacy and me made it as far as the next town when Kenny and his people caught up with us.”

“Kenny was one of the original club founders, like Billy, but he always wanted to be the club President. He thought he was going to be when our former president died in a crash. But to his disappointment, Billy was named the new president and I took over Billy’s old seat as vice president.”

“I tried to fight them. I real-ly tried! But... there was just too many...”

“They took Stacy off and… An… Th... they… they raped her... before they killed her.”

Sam lost it all and buried her head in her hands as she began sobbing.

Bob stood and walked around and sat beside her before wrapping an arm around her and pulling her close.

“Th-they held me... after beating me first. I wanted to save her!!”

After a while, Sam calmed down enough to continue.

“I was being held, by two thugs that I thought were my friends, when Kenny walked up and laughed in my face. He started to say something when I broke loose and kneed him in the nuts! The other two were on me in a instant. They beat me...they beat me... and they beat me. I was stabbed three times in the stomach and left for dead. The doctors wondered how I survived at all.”

“Kenny had done a number on my manhood with his steel toe boots. Both testicles were unsavable.”

“I was so depressed that I wanted to die right there when I first heard that. But then, I realized I still had my son, and he needed me more then I needed my manhood. I told myself that first day that I would be strong for my son, and I would do anything to help him.”

“I still hurt when I think about Stacy, but every time I see Tommy, it helps ease the pain.”

“Long story short, I was told I could live as a eunuch or I could have a sex change and be put in the witness protection program as a woman along with my son. It was a hard choice, but I knew that to protect my son, I would do anything. I was given a complete SRS along with facial surgery and given a new identity along with Tommy.”

“We relocated to New Mexico, and after I testified against the those bastards, we were free. It took Tommy a long time to accept what had happened, but after awhile, he realized the sacrifice that I had made for him. Eventually, he came around.”

“It was hard getting used to everything, but I took some classes on female deportment like how to walk, how to talk, and sit... even some Home Ec classes.”

“Eventually things got better. I finished school and got a job before we moved to here for my work. And to be honest, I actually like being a woman. It's strange, really, but it’s like it suits me.”

“I really don’t mind about your past Sam,” Bobby said. “I mean you said it yourself, you’re a complete woman. And a pretty one at that.”

He smiled.

Bob was suddenly surprised when Sam leaned up and gently kissed him before she snuggled into his side.

“I like action movies and I don’t mind romantic dinners, as long as they're not French.” she smiled.

“I’ll remember that.” Bob said.
 

 
Kelly and her mother made their way to Tommy’s room. The entire walk to Tommy's room had Kelly nervous with butterflies in her stomach.

They finally made it to his room. Slowly opening the door, Kelly and her mom eased in.

Kelly saw Tommy laying there with tubes running into his arms and there was a couple of machines around him.

She made her way around to his bedside and sat in the guest chair beside him. She gently grabbed his hand.

Tommy opened his eyes.

He looked over at Kelly, who felt as if she had a softball in her throat.

Determined, Tommy weakly broke free of her grip. His eyes held a foreboding gaze as he slowly reached up with his hand and grasped a few strands of Kelly’s wig. After a couple of slight tugs, he gently pulled it off.

He frowned as he stared her in the eye.

“I knew it.”

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To Be Continued...

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Author's Note: Sorry I took so long folks but I’ve had a lot on my plate, but rest assured I’m back and I’ve got a lot of new stories for you.

I hope that you have enjoyed this and I promise that I’ll get that last chapter to you soon. Thanks for reading ~Kayla D.