The Stella

by Cal.J.Fielding

A Ray K blurb on The Stella, very short introspective that I HAD to write, but that doesn't seem to be leading anywhere.

There's something inside him, painful and small, that flares bright every time he hears the scorn in her voice. Every time he sees how easy it is for her to find fault with him, blow him off, every time she shows how easy she finds living her life without him, when without her he feels less than half a person. Like someone took all the things that made him and threw most of them out, like so much trash, and all that is left of him are a handful of things rattling loose inside his skin.

But he tries not to think on it too much, tries to damp down the pain that burns in his chest, cause if he thinks about it too much he's forced to realise how much that sounds like the definition of "loose cannon" and "losing ones marbles" and while he's well aware he's a bit crazy, he isn't sure he wants to be insane.