by mergatrude

[mergatrude.livejournal.com]

Police Station

The cop who’d handcuffed the robber came into the room and gave them a thumbs up, and Stella looked at him, giving him a little smile. It made him feel like the two of them were on an island of calm in a chaotic sea of blue uniforms. His dad’s hand felt warm and sweaty on the back of his neck. Except for when he’d shook hands with Stella’s dad, he hadn’t shifted it. Ray couldn’t remember his dad touching him in like forever, except maybe to clip him round the ear. His trousers were mostly dry now, but he still felt like he had a big sign on his forehead. I pissed my pants in a bank. He looked up and saw Stella’s dad staring at him like he could see the sign and knew that Ray was nothing but a scared little boy, like he’d never be anything but a loser. Screw that. Stella thought he was a hero, and so that’s what he’d be. He’d show him.

Comments

[claire.livejournal.com]

Nice. I heart baby Ray and Stella.

[akite.livejournal.com]

Awwww...I should be packing, but I had to come on line for a few minutes. I'm glad I did now. Poor Ray. That's right, you show 'em.

[engenda.livejournal.com]

Oh poor Ray, all those insecurities. And baby Ray and Stella.

*sigh*

Lovely

[china_shop]

Oh, this is sweet. I like that Stella smiles at him. :)

[nowlive.livejournal.com]

Aw, my sweet little pee pants boy. Big glasses, big ears, big stain in front of his pants. My lubs him. Nice story.

[mergatrude.livejournal.com]

tyk

[mergatrude.livejournal.com]

I'm glad you did too! Have a good holiday ... um ... visit (it's more like work with relatives, isn't it)

[mergatrude.livejournal.com]

thank you! (one of those 5am things)

[mergatrude.livejournal.com]

thank you

[mergatrude.livejournal.com]

he's just crying out for a big hug, isn't he! Thanks.