Log in

No account? Create an account

Previous Entry | Next Entry

A Boy's Room

Title A Boy's Room

Author Eglantine-br

Rating G (but maybe not nice G)

Word Count 320

Character Matt Devlin, Law and Order UK


This is something new for me. It seems to me to be almost canon in LOUK that Matt Devlin had been abused as a child. I think that is why he had such a gentle way with kids, and such a desire for justice for them.

A Boy's Room

His nose made smudges on the glass, not nose shaped, but smudge shaped.

He raised his left hand to wipe the smudges away. They smeared. Didn't matter. The smudges were higher than last year. Higher was better, he would get tall and strong.

Even now he could feel the window's edge, pushed against his hip. His desk on one side, and his bed on the other, he had just a little place here to stand. He could look out the window, far, over the frozen grass,and the black trees lacing the distance. His desk had his school books, they made a ragged stack. The boy before him had drawn cars all over the insides. Matty had not done it, but when he carried the books it looked as if he had.

His bed was made tight. Sheets and blankets, tight tight. At night he climbed in, and tried to keep it that way, he tried to imagine being a letter, in an envelope mailed over the ocean.

A door slammed across the courtyard. There-- the dark haired boy from last week. He was Matty's age. He had a strange name, began with H. Didn't matter. Even if the H boy was alone, trying to play ball by himself, it didn't matter. Matty was going nowhere today. He tugged his right sleeve down, as he thought of it, tugged that sleeve down hard.

“Matthew! I'm taking laundry. Bring down your dirty clothes.” It was getting dark now. Almost that time. She would be gone an hour to the laundry. Dad was not home yet.

Getting out past the desk, he knocked his arm on it. He hissed though his teeth, a small sound, he caught it right away. He tugged the sleeve again. There.

He gathered up his laundry with his left hand.


( 14 comments — Leave a comment )
Feb. 17th, 2012 06:39 pm (UTC)
1. I see what you did there, with the other boy. ;-)

2. It totally IS canon - when he's talking about how a certain kid is covering up bruises with a sweatshirt that doesn't fit the weather, he says "I've been that kid."

3. Poor Matty. *cuddles him*
Feb. 17th, 2012 07:12 pm (UTC)
I think it was your good fiction that made me brave enough to try something more modern.

I know this was short on detail. I wanted mostly mood. I want to cuddle him too.
Feb. 17th, 2012 07:16 pm (UTC)
Also of course, you are right. i do not know what Horatio is doing there-- but there he is.
Feb. 17th, 2012 07:24 pm (UTC)
*grin* Well, in my take on it, he doesn't turn up in Matt's life until they're both thirty, and it's through the friends Matt plays five-a-side football with, and he's named Andrew... but there you have him, playing ball all alone, like the lonely little boy he was.
Feb. 17th, 2012 07:21 pm (UTC)
Of course, he probably would have resisted a cuddle at that age.

I envision him coming from a large enough family that he'd have had to share a room, although all we ever see in canon is one sister. Just me extrapolating, though.

I'm glad you decided to give it a try!
Feb. 17th, 2012 08:55 pm (UTC)
Oh I agree he would have shared a room. I just wanted him sort of alone at this moment. I picture him having younger ones below him.

And Horatio is playing with a soccer ball, of course.
Feb. 17th, 2012 08:57 pm (UTC)
Although probably not in green and yellow kit just at the moment! (One of the pictures from Pobol y Cwm.)
Feb. 17th, 2012 10:16 pm (UTC)
Yes, I got that. My take on it is that Matt got thumped bu his dad, probably because he was gay.
Feb. 17th, 2012 10:21 pm (UTC)
And, for whatever reason, his mom did not do much about it.
Feb. 17th, 2012 11:39 pm (UTC)
I never tire of reading your children. It really feels like you are seeing through their eyes. This feels right for young Matt. And of course it's also right that Horatio is there. It just is, that's all.
Feb. 18th, 2012 12:00 am (UTC)
Poor kid, he feels so real. I hope he goes out to play with Horatio soon. Horatio needs a friend too.
Feb. 18th, 2012 12:09 am (UTC)
They just need each other, whatever universe it may be.
Feb. 18th, 2012 12:20 pm (UTC)
Nicely done! You captured the mood perfectly.
I liked the beginning, with the smudge, not nose shaped, but smudge shaped. And he felt like a letter in an envelope mailed over the oceon.

When will your first novel be published??? :)
Feb. 18th, 2012 05:43 pm (UTC)
Thank you. i was nervous about this one, it is a departure for me.
( 14 comments — Leave a comment )