The following day, Brian called me at 8 in the morning. “Hello” I responded with my man voice. “Who are you?” He asked. “Shit” I thought, “I am Kathy’s brother” I lied. I didn’t want to lie to him, but it was a complicated situation. “Now I have to pretended my roommate is your sister” Rachel whispered. I told Brian that Kathy will call her back around 9.
I had breakfast with Rachel, and we awkwardly looked at each other. “We knew this was going to happen” I said. “True, but I think you should tell him, you should show him the truth” she said. “I know you are right, but part of me doesn’t want to” I responded. My voice went an octave higher as I transformed into Kathy.
“If he understands, we will be able to share your love” Rachel said. She was right. But I didn’t want to ruin my relationship with Brian by telling him the truth.
My whole day at work, I realized I had two options, tell him the truth, expose myself, or just break up with him, and stay with Rachel.
I wore my fancy dress again. I went to his place at 5:30. I remember wearing lots of makeup and red lipstick. I was ready to show him who I really was, the both of us.
While on the lift, I couldn’t stop thinking about what was about to happen. I know I am two people at once. But I am a straight woman, and a straight guy. What if he likes us both? The guy in me loves Rachel, while the woman in me loves Brian.
I can’t leave Rachel, I won’t leave her. He must understand that. But what if he hates the idea of me being two people? What if he breaks up with me? The girl part of me will be heartbroken.
“Maybe I should not tell him, maybe I should just continue dating him from 9 to 6” I whispered as the lift doors open. I was about to surprise Brian showing up at his place. But I knew something was wrong the minute I saw his door being unlocked. I entered and walked as quiet as I could towards his bedroom.
I had pre-dialed 911 on my phone. Just in case I needed help.
I heard some muffled woman voice. I opened his bedroom door, and there he was, doing it doggy style with another woman. “What the f? Who is this sweetheart?” The woman asked Brian. He blushed, but responded quickly, “How am I supposed to know?”.
I stepped out of his place crying. The bastard was cheating. He was cheating on his wife with me. I ran as fast as I could. I called Rachel from the park across the street. “That son of a b*tch” she said. “Wait for me, I’ll pick you up” she told me, as I sat on the sidewalk waiting for her.
This brought me back to the first day I became Kathy, I was also on the floor, crying in pain. But that was physical pain, now it was hitting me right in the heart. I remembered my whole journey. At the beginning I had hated being two people, eventually I got to love and accept I were a man and a woman, and now I am here incredibly hurt, wishing this pain would go away, “I don’t want to be two people anymore, this is a curse, I wish someone else would have it instead of me” I cried.
Rachel showed up and picked me up. We got to our place around 5:50pm. She comforted me, told me everything was going to be ok.
We got home, I was crying on her shoulder. I looked at my watch, 6:05pm. “Rachel” I said, “what is it?” She asked. “ I am still Kathy” I said with my girly voice.