Carlito felt like a betrayed, lovesick fool. Marco proved to be just like other men he had known. Realizing that he had been played infuriated Carlito. He rubbed his hands over his inflated stomach and tried to accept the reality of his predicament. He was a woman now with a womb and was at least seven months pregnant. Marco moved inside. How cruel it was of Marco to seduce Carlito– not into being his lover, but rather his mother, or more like a bitch to give birth to him again. The clever merman tricked Carlito into this situation. What was he going to do? Have an abortion? That didn’t seem fair. Carlito still loved him and now, feeling like a mother, realized he had no choice but to see the situation through.
Carlito already knew the details of Marco’s real mother’s life. Marco told him all about the tragedy of his life and how it was he lost both his hearing and his mother with one fatal shot from a gun. Carlito believed that he shared his life stories because he loved him, not because he wanted him to go with him back in time to try and mend deep, emotional scars. The ending of the story was a tragic one. Carlito trembled in the rocking chair not sure if he could go through with the ordeal. Maria, Marco’s mother blew her own brains out. What could have led her to commit the cardinal sin? Carlito did not want to stick around to find out and experience those emotions, furthermore, even if he could make it past the time of deception– the moment when the trigger gets pulled, what would become of their relationship? Marco may grow up and become a different man not remembering the truth. He may never know that once, in the future, he was a merman who seduced Carlito his lover into becoming his real mother.
The baby stirred inside the womb again. Carlito knew that if anything in the past was changed, the entire future of mankind would be disrupted. An unspoken rule in the life of mermaids demands that betrayal may only take part in the sea. It is forbidden to return to the land as a human and alter what is predestined. Once the cloak of scales is shed, mermaids must play by the rules of mankind or face the inevitable– extinction. In a sea where the are no rules, swimmers must obey the laws of currents and tides. They are the only gods in eternity and playing one is forbidden.
Those in paradise, people like Carlito’s friend Grace Hershey may never have existed if too much is altered in the course of history. There are just six degrees of separation between every living soul. Add or take away just one individual and the entire formula is re-calculated and everything in life changes, even the future.
They were tempting fate and knitting the fabric of mankind– playing God after knowing the truth– that there is no such hope.
Already the depression had set in. The sadness that led Maria to pull the trigger was affecting Carlito who was now standing in her shoes and occupying the body that once housed her very soul. The pain and hopelessness felt like a black silk veil was being pulled over Carlito’s green eyes. Why should he sacrifice his own soul for the man he loves, just so Marco could overcome his past? If Marco truly loves him, he never would have put him in this position. Childbirth. What would that pain be like. Did Marco know what was going on as he lay curled inside sharing the same body as Carlito? Was his embryonic mind developed enough to grasp the situation around him? Was it worth it and could the two ever become lovers again after Carlito played the part of mother to Mario?
The power was in Carlito’s hands now. What goes around comes around, he thought. An abortion seemed to be the logical answer, even this far into the pregnancy. But even that tiny act of sin would alter the course of history and besides, Carlito loved Marco too much to even think about washing his hands of the situation. There was the possibility that Marco did not realize that this is what would happen. When the two swam to the bottom of the sea before and entered the abyss on the ocean floor to return to past lives, things never turned out like this. Their mermaid games were adventurous and fun in the past. The last time they returned to the world, they reincarnated as twin brothers– Oscar and Harry– what fun that life was– a blonde and a red head tag team of homosexual seductresses. The possibilities seemed endless when they lived as them. Those lives were worth living again. The situation now was far different this time around. They already knew how everything was supposed to end, but not even Mermaids should commit suicide.