Bridges 12

Chapter 12

All of a sudden my world came crashing down back into reality. I was on top of Brandon.
Brandon who was lying there.
Bleeding…there was a slow pool of blood forming under him and the gun…there’s a gun in my hand. Mom’s service revolver.
I can remember the dream.
That memory.
The violation.
I was just a little kid, my family knew then.
I knew then.
That I’m transgendered.
The rape, the molestation.
I was remembering all of it when Brandon touched me and I slid from one PTSD moment into another.