Cal was crying was because he didn’t believe him. “I do! I never loved anyone like this in my life.”
“N-no,” Cal begged, “no.”
Chris frowned. “No?”
Cal sobbed. “Please, Chris…I….you…you can’t love me. It’s not right. Oh god.”
“Is this because you’re insecure?” Chris asked. “Because it doesn’t matter to me that you’re a guy. I can live with that. Or if it’s about your weight…I don’t care about that either. As long as you're healthy, I don’t care what you look like. You’re perfect.”
“Stop!” Callie held up a hand, tears madly streaming down her face. “Chris, please stop! D-don’t s-say anymore. D-don’t!” Feeling weak, she bent down on her knees and covered her face. The face of a liar.
“I love you.” Chris knelt down before her and took her hands into his. “Nothing will change that.”
Callie looked up at him. “Not when you find out.”
“Find out what?” Chris smoothed her hair away from her face. “Stop crying. I don’t like to see you cry.”
Callie brushed his hands away. “When I tell you the truth, you won’t like seeing my face at all.”
“What are you talking about?”
“I’m sorry,” she whispered. “So sorry.”
“Cal,” Chris’s eyes narrowed. “What the hell is wrong with you? What happened?”
Tell him , she told herself. Tell him!
“Chris…I’m not who-what you think I am.”
Chris’s forehead furrowed with confusion. “What are you talking about?”
This is it . Callie stared into his beautiful blue eyes. This is where I lose him. I know it . She reached both hands up and caressed his cheeks, memorizing the feel of his skin against her fingertips because after this…she probably will never be able to touch him again.
“I love you,” she told him. “I love you so so much. So much that it hurts.”
Chris placed his hands on hers. “I feel the same way.”
Fresh tears rolled from her lashes and down her cheeks. “You have no idea how much I’ve wanted to hear you say that. But…but I don’t deserve it.”
“Cal…buddy, you’re confusing me and frankly it’s starting to scare me.” What the hell was bothering Cal?
Callie leaned forward and pressed her lips against his. She was sure that it would be their last.
“Cal?”
Callie stood up and slowly backed away. Chris still knelt on the floor, staring up at her with confusion. “What’s going on?”
Callie hugged herself. “I have to tell you something.”
Chris stood. “What?”
“Chris…I’ve been misleading you.”
“About what?”
“About everything.”
Chris laughed. “Okay, Cal, can you be any more vague?”
“Chris, I’m not…I’m not a guy.”
Chris frowned. “What?”
“I said,” she took a deep breath. “I’m not a man.”
“Okay.” Chris laughed nervously. “So what are you? A Transvestite?” Chris laughed again at his own joke but when he didn’t see Cal laughing with him, he stopped. “You are?”
“No!” Callie shook her head. “No.”
“Okay,” Chris said slowly. “Then what is this about?”
“Chris, I’m a girl.”
He blinked. “A what?”
“A girl.” Callie tried to smile but failed. “Tada. S-surprise!”
Chris stared at her and her heart felt like it was being stabbed by a needle.
“I’m a girl,” she said softly. “Always have been.”
Chris continued to silently stare at her.
“It hadn’t been my intention to mislead you for so long but…but I…I just couldn’t tell you the truth because I was so afraid. I’m still afraid but I knew that I had to tell you. I couldn’t keep lying to you.”
Chris didn’t say a word. He couldn’t. He felt dead inside.
“C-Chris? Say something. Please.” Callie wanted to throw herself at his feet and beg for forgiveness. He was looking at her…but she had a feeling that he couldn’t see her. Not anymore.
“You’re not joking,” he finally said through the silence. His voice sounded empty, devoid of any