by Chase Connor
I watched her move towards me, but she didn’t come directly to me. She rounded the well as my eyes followed her and she became illuminated by the green light as it poured out from fathoms below. I stared at her as I stood there on the well wall edge, the light still beckoning to me.
“What are you doing?” She asked gently, so unlike herself.
I pointed down into the well.
“I’m going to take back what’s mine.”
Oma stared at me. She wasn’t shocked at what I had said, but she looked even more concerned.
“Robbie.” she said, her voice sounding like a plea. “Don’t do that.”
“Why not, Oma?” I sounded like a robot.
“Because what’s down there you can never forget again, Robbie,” She said. “If you do this, there will be no way to take it back.”
“I need to remember, Oma.”
“You think you need to remember,” She replied. “But you’re wrong. And there will be no fixing that. I won’t be able to do anything about that, Robbie.”
“I can’t not be me anymore, Oma.” I sounded a little more like myself. Briefly. “I can’t be Jacob Michaels anymore. I don’t want to be…that…anymore.”
“You don’t know that.” A single tear slid down her cheek. “Because you don’t know the alternative.”
“I can find out.” I looked down into the well, green light nearly blinding me.
“Robbie,” She said urgently, “you look at me, son.”
It was a struggle, but I pulled my eyes away from the light in the well to look over at her again. Oma’s eyes were pleading with me, begging me to reconsider. To think about all of the options. To me, there was only one option. One course of action. I spread my arms slowly to my sides as I stared into Oma’s eyes.
“Don’t.” She shook her head frantically. “Once you do, it’s done, Robbie.”
“This is the only way.”
“What about Lucas?” She asked quickly. “What will happen with you and Lucas if you do this? Don’t you care about him? He’s up there. In bed. You can get down from there and go right back upstairs and crawl back into bed with him. I know he is probably missing you right now, Robbie.”
Staring at her, I considered this as best I could as my arms dropped to my sides slowly.
“He loved me before, Oma.” I nodded. “He’ll love me after.”
Oma’s eyes grew wide, and her hand went to her throat.
“It’s already started, Oma.” I felt a tear slide down my cheek. “It will happen no matter what I choose. You can’t keep protecting me from it.”
Then I spread my arms out to my sides again.
“Robbie!” Oma shouted.
And then I was falling down an endless hole.
“Jacob Michaels Is…”
A Point Worth LGBTQ Paranormal Romance series will return in Book 4!
About the Author
Chase Connor currently lives in Des Moines, Iowa with his dog, Rimbaud, and spends his free time writing M/M Romance, LGBTQ YA novellas/novels, LGBTQ Paranormal Romance, as well as general LGBTQ fiction, when he’s not busy being enthusiastic about laziness and waffles.
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