Michelle sobbed herself to sleep. Anger, sadness and fear made a tight ball in her chest that prevented her from breathing easily. Eventually she dropped off. When she woke she had that brief feeling of amnesia, then the full reality of what had happened the night before came rushing back.
She had no money, but had to leave. She had thought she had found someone who actually accepted her for just being her. The disappointment was raw in her mind while she sat up in bed and considered her options. The only place she could go was back home to her stepfather. If she did it would mean giving up being Michelle. What could she do? She couldn't stay here after last night.
She made the call.
"So what do you want you little pussy. Want me to show how to be a real man?"
"Dad, I need to come back for a little while. Is that OK?
"Why should I let a little queer like you back in the house?"
"You know half the house is mine. Mum left it to both of us. I could force you to sell to pay me off."
"Then you'd never see the place again. I know how fond you are of the place you used to ponce around in dressed as a sissy girl."
"Listen I don't want to argue. I'm coming home tomorrow. I'll stay out of your way, you won't even know I'm there."
"Don't try to throw your weight around with me princess, or you'll feel the back of my hand like you used to."
She put the phone down. This was her only option. She was scared of what he stepfather might do. He had tried to bully her into signing over her half of the house a few times before. He was still a violent drunk.
She went downstairs to make herself some breakfast wrapped in a silk kimono she had found in a drawer. She would miss being Michelle so much, but she couldn't stay after what she had said to Sam.
On the table was a letter. She expected it was notice to terminate her tenancy. She opened it and read it.
My dearest darling Michelle,
Please accept my heart filled apology for my thoughtless actions last night. I couldn't sleep thinking of how I must have made you feel. I don't think you are a freak. I think you are a precious butterfly that I have been privileged to witness and help emerge from its cocoon.
Please forgive me. My actions were one of a doctor who seeks to heal. Being a surgeon I try to help through surgery, and sometimes forget that surgery is not the only answer. The trans people I meet all want surgery and I just wrongly assumed you were the same.
You are a women, whatever path you take, and it tears my heart out to think what I carelessly did to you. Please don't go. I want to help you along your journey and to help you realise what wonderful person you are.
If you go, just know I will always be here for you, to offer an ear, a hug or advice. It is a privilege to have known you.
I have to work late today, and won't be back until nine. I won't call. I will leave you to make your own decision. If you go just turn off all the lights. If you decide to stay, please turn the living room light up full with the curtains open. I would just like to know if I'm walking into a house of warmth and love or empty shell.
Before you decide, please turn on the radiogram. There is a message from me to you ready to play.
Tears were falling on to her kimono as she went through to the living room. She turned on the radiogram.The record had started to play before the valves had warmed enough to allow the sound. Then it came fading in, until she heard.
You're everything I hoped for
You're everything I need
You are so beautiful
To me
You are so wonderful
To me
You are so wonderful
To me
Can't you see
As Joe Cocker voice filled the room she collapsed on to the sofa and sobbed.
Sam had hard a hard day at the hospital. He found it hard to concentrate. He had nearly called Michelle several times during the day but had resisted. This had to be her decision. His heart started to beat faster as her neared the last corner to their house. He had forced himself not to speed on his way back. He was desperate to find out what she had decided.
As he turned the corner, he was startled. Every light in the house was on. All the curtains were open and some of the windows had lamps glowing in them.
He parked the car and ran to the door. She was staying!
©Leeanna19 2022
Comments
Tie a yellow ribbon..
That was a lovely touch..leave a light on, if you are staying, and so every light in the house is on..
It reminds me of the denouement in "Tie a yellow ribbon"
"And the whole damn bus is cheering
And I can't believe I see
A hundred yellow ribbons round the old oak tree"
That brings me to tears every time.
Lucy xx
"Lately it occurs to me..
what a long strange trip its been."
Lucy Got to It...
...before I did.
Eric
Thanks, not sure if I'm
Thanks, not sure if I'm drowning this story with too much syrup LOL, but it's fun to write little chunks at a time.
Leeanna
Needs more syrup
It needed a bit more light after the previous instalment. We knew the doctor didn't have any malice towards Michelle. But I think she had been hurt too much to talk to the doctor about how she felt
Thanks, all these comments
Thanks, all these comments help me shape the story to come. She needs to grow into the idea of being a woman
Leeanna
Blood is thicker than water, except when it isn't
What a nasty disgusting bastard Michelle's dad is! The kind of character that makes me root for a piano to fall on them from a great height; although I try to not be that vindictive in real life; but would just do my best to avoid any dealings with a total waste of protoplasm like him. So I sure am glad Michelle didn't wind up having to move back in with him.
After that nauseating conversation it was such a relief when she found Sam's heartfelt letter, which really managed to allay her fears and resentments and let her know how much she is loved; and equally important that she's respected (again, what a total contrast to Daddy's torrent of degrading hate speech); to the point of putting zero pressure on her to stay; Even though it would break his heart if she didn't. And his joy at the end was like a big beautiful happy explosion in a.....syrup factory?
~hugs, Ronni
We now return to our regular programming:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qTl00248Z48
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Syrup Factory
Love it Ronni. We all know there are lots of people like Michelle's step father out there though. More like him than Sam probably. Think he may come back to haunt her though.
Leeanna
I Just Knew
They would get through their little misunderstanding!
Otherwise the story would end!!
Step-dad is a real man?
Sam's note really said it all, even his reasoning. The fact he had a bad day showed his anguish over what he did. That he restrained himself on his drive home showed his hope and doubt at the same time.
Michael even thinking of going back to the extremely poor excuse of a man as his stepfather would be going back into hell. That man hasn't the slightest idea what constitutes a real man. If he knew, he wouldn't be a drunk or have taunted and bullied Michael. He would have accepted Michael for who he is and helped him in any way possible. Instead, he's a pig. A moron who doesn't accept anything that doesn't fit his cromagnum view of life. Step-dad is another person air is wasted on. He's also another person needing to take a long walk off a short plank.
Others have feelings too.
The Surgeons Lodger chapter 6
Hi LeeAnna,
I have just finished chapter 6 of this story, and yes, I needed a hanky. Emotionally powerful and looking forward to rest of story when I get opportunity!