Stealing Innocents by Cari Waites

Author:Cari Waites [Waites, Cari]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Anglerfish Press
Published: 2015-12-28T05:00:00+00:00

My room is gone.

Well, it’s still here, but it’s been changed. No robot poster. No spaceships on the sheets. The kids’ books have all been cleared from the shelves, and the blue beanbag is gone. Even my fish is missing. Has James cleaned everything out so quickly? My room, and it’s been transformed into a stale, neutral guest room.

My breath hitches, and I sit down heavily on the bed. Panic starts to overwhelm me—why? Why the fuck am I panicking? And not just panic, but a sense of loss as well. Archer gave me these things. He made this place for me, for the version of me that he created and loved. And it’s gone. All gone. Is he throwing me out?

It takes me a long time to catch my breath.

Dressed. He sent me upstairs to get dressed.

I stand in front of the chest of drawers, almost frightened to pull them open. My dinosaur pajamas and my cartoon character shirts, and the boxer briefs with the flap at the back that my daddy loved me to wear . . . I suddenly don’t want them to be gone. I can’t have that tonight, not on top of everything.

I pull open the first drawer.

Jeans and a T-shirt and boxers. Adult clothes. Danny clothes. My hands shake as I run my fingers across the denim of the jeans. It feels rough. My touch knocks something. A key. The key to my cock cage.

Oh God.

No. There has to be something else here. Something for Daniel, who was born in this room. Who came to life here. Who was loved here. I pull open the next drawer, and I find my bear. My teddy bear with the soft fur and the shiny glass eyes. I pick him up. He’s wearing something around his neck: Archer’s Saint Christopher medallion.

A boy being carried by a man.

Journeys.

And suddenly, standing here, it occurs to me that you can’t get carried all the way. And I think that maybe I understand what Archer was telling me in the study, what he’s been telling me this whole time. I’ve been the boy he wants me to be because he showed me how, but it’s up to me to become the man.

I uncage my cock, fumbling awkwardly with the lock. I put the clothes on. I take the Saint Christopher medallion and slide it into my pocket. And then I go back downstairs.

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