want…I want- I want to support you. Even if that means things I don’t
like.” If nothing else Jacob had ever said was true, this was perhaps the
closest to truth he’d come to so far.
“I mean- I’ve never really talked about my family before. Not with
someone I cared about.”
“You care about me then?” Jacob asked, still hoping that there was a
part of this that was real and not just the spell.
“I just need you to know- I think- I don’t want to put you in danger.” “I doubt you could at this point.”
“Oh. I will. I’m not supposed to love anyone. Especially not someone
like you.”
“Like me?” A part of Jacob froze. Did Joe know what he really was? “A man.” Joe said. “They always thought it was a phase. I mean,
perhaps it was at a point-”
-shit. Now what was he coming out as?
“Look- I’m feeling a bit confused. My feelings for you are strong.
Stronger than my girlfriends. Stronger than my wife-”
“Your wife?!” Jacob exclaimed.
“Of course. I was married for years. But it’s all- I don’t know.
Something never fully fits. But now- I just want you to know that I’m-” “You’re what?” Jacob responded. “What are you exactly?” “I’m a- I’m actually a- Fuck-” Joe finally spit it out.
Then he threw up all over Teddy and collapsed.
Somehow he’d gotten Joe back to his place. His upper body strength
was lacking at the best of times, but somehow he’d mustered the power to
make it happen.
He looked so peaceful, asleep in the bed. Nestled into the blankets like
his life depended on it. Teddy was less enthused, washing the vomit off
himself and muttering under his breath. Jacob was making himself a little
drink. Brewcasting thankfully extended to alcohol and he wasn’t holding
back right now.
“He’s a what?” Jacob asked.
“I don’t know, but he’s a terrible aim!” Teddy cursed. His profanities
came on long and thick and he huffed. “He’s the worst one whatever he
