"Now you know everything..." Lou declares, his eyes teared up and his voice cracking.
I take him in my arms, hugging him so tightly I might end up crushing his bones into a fine dust.
"You must think I'm a freak..." He sobs.
"Why would I think that?"
"Because I want to be a girl!" He yells out, breaking off from my hold.
"So what? Grey, I'm a freak! I wanted to be a girl but I'm a guy, so instead I became a gay guy..."
I sigh at him, adding to his frustration. "Lou, that changes nothing between us, it might even not be why you're gay!"
"How would you know?"
"Alright, alright. Is becoming a woman what you want? To get a sex change?"
He stays silent and stare at the ground.
"If that's really what you want, I'll support you." I add.
"I don't care Lou. I love you for who you are, not what you are. I'm behind you, regardless of what you are or want to be... "
"What about my dad? He enver really accepted that I was gay..."
"Actually he did. When we got into that fight with the specter, in this very spot no less, I talked with him one night. He only wants you to be happy. It's why he was reticent about me, since I'm putting you in danger..."
"I didn't know..." He admits, looking down at the ground. "I don't care about the danger. I knew what I was getting into when we first met."
He sits down on one of the swings, it's really windy day and massive dark cloud obscure the skies, so we're alone out here.
"I... I've never even thought about my gender before..." He says, barely above a whisper. "Now, I don't know anymore... Which do I want to be? Boy or girl?"
"Why don't you experiment and see what it's like?"
"What do you mean?" He ask, clearly confused.
"You can't just change your sex like that, but you can change your gender."
"You mean..." He looks back up at me with his eyes glowing with comprehension.
I nod and he looks down again. "But... If I do that, everyone will see us..."
"Not if we do it away from here. We could go to the city and go on a date."
"As boyfriend and his girlfriend?" He say a shy smile appearing on his lips.
"Yeah. The good thing is with that baby face of yours, it won't show that you're a guy."
"Should I feel insulted or flattered?" He asks, his tone back to his normal humorous self.
"That's for you to decide. Come on, let's go home, It's about to rain I think."
We walked back home just in time as it began to pour nails of glacial cold water accompanied by a raging thunder storm. We hadn't brought any umbrellas so we got really lucky.