Is Riley From Inside Out Transgender Novels & Stories

Both of them did not speak. They suddenly heard sounds coming from the door. Claire pulled Mrs. Carter out, smiling brightly. “Riley is back. You haven’t seen him for a long time either. He misses his aunt every day!” Mrs. Carter put on a fake smile and lowered her voice. “Why did he come back? It’s better to find a job abroad!” “Don’t you want to meet his girlfriend?” Riley smiled and went over. She looked at Riley, who was wearing a pink suit and smiling as he walked in. His hair was slicked back, his face was greasy, and his facial features were sunken.

The city outside was glowing in the distance, but inside this room, everything felt cold and heavy. I knew then that something inside Riley had shifted for good. This wasn’t just about losing Ethan anymore. This was about losing herself, and quietly deciding she didn’t care to find that same version again.

Too quiet. Riley fiddled with the zipper of her jacket. “You’re angry.” “No,” he said, eyes locked on the road. “I’m trying not to be.” “At me?” “At them,” he clarified. “For turning you into something without your consent. For chasing your sister. For using your family.” She swallowed. “You don’t think I’m... unnatural?” He shot her a look. “You’re stubborn, reckless, annoyingly sarcastic… and the most alive person I’ve ever met. You’re not unnatural. You’re you.”

And it hurt. Cilia watched the flickering emotions cross her daughter's face. "He's also flying in a counsellor from Vancouver. Apparently, she's married to a friend of his and comes highly recommended. For when you're ready to talk about what happened." Riley pulled her knees up under the covers, hugging them against her chest, subconsciously recoiling away from the idea of sharing her horrific experience. "I don't need to talk to anyone, especially not a stranger." Cilia nodded and shrugged her shoulders, turning away from the bed. She looked out the door into the interior of the hospital. It was just like Cilia to watch the people and the inner workings of the hospital than to gaze out a

After completing her discharge paperwork, she hired a caregiver to wheel her to the aviation center to get some documents sorted out. Then, she asked the caregiver to take her back to the hospital. At that point, Zayden was at work. Only Riley was in the hospital room. Riley was lying comfortably in bed. Hearing someone at the door, she turned to look and saw Sienna. “What are you doing here?” “I came to tell you something. You know Zayden’s feelings for you aren’t exactly normal, right? Guess why.” She thought Riley would look suspicious or confused, but instead, Riley let out a small laugh. “You don’t need to tell me that. I know Zayden likes me.”

By the time we headed back to the villa, I was aching. The place was quiet. Parents still out. Riley headed straight for the outdoor shower by the pool, leaving the door half-open. I went inside to grab towels, but something pulled me back out there. Steam was already rising. I pushed the door the rest of the way open. Riley stood under the spray, completely naked. Water ran down her tits, over her stomach, between her legs. She didn’t cover up. Just looked at me with that same smirk. “Forgot to lock it,” she said.

"I don't know if I can conceal who I am." Riley didn't say anything right away. He just leaned down and touched his lips to my forehead, a soft, brief kiss. The touch was so gentle it ached in my heart. "Please, Annie," he said, his voice almost pleading. "I need to have you do this. For us." I closed my eyes, trying to get stable. Everything within me screamed in opposition to hiding, to being someone I wasn't. But Riley needed this. He needed me to fit into a world I didn't belong to.

Riley demands, “you weren’t you then?” “No, I was still me.” I state, dragging one large hand through my hair, “but people change as time passes. You’ll see when you get older, sometimes you can change so much over the years that you don’t even recognize the person you used to be, and having children is one of those things that can transform a person.” “I don’ understand.” Ryder admits. “I think he’s saying he has two personatalies.” Riley explains in a stage whisper. “No.” I chuckle humorlessly, “I don’t have two personalities. I just… I would never treat anyone that way today, but I can’t change the fact that I did it in the past.”

Does that really matter right now, I cautioned myself. “Let go,” I said. With all my might, I tried to pull my hand off his grip. But then he tugged my arm and I lost my footing, only to fall into his arms. I lost my breath. Time seemed to stop as I stared at him. He was a sight to behold. Just then, the door was pushed open and Leah walked in “Riley, I’m…” Her voice made me snap out of whatever trans I had transitioned into. “Leah, I…” she was already gone, not without giving me a look of disappointment

he whispered, voice shaking, “it was—” “Every damn gun looks the same,” I ground out, my grip tightening. His tears spilled over, sliding down his cheeks, and I swallowed hard, my own throat tight . “I’m not like them. You know that. I’ve fallen so fucking hard for you... I would never hurt you.” Riley shoved at me again, his hands trembling as he scoffed. “You think that makes it okay? That you can just say you’re different and it erases everything? My mother is dead, Silas! People like you took her away!”