AN: K, now for the next chapter, hope you all enjoy.
Also, I'm gonna do the whole thing where I don't update unless I have a few reviews. If I have an adequate amount, I'll update this on Saturday. Unless I have writers block.
Ray looked around the area of the park once more. He was looking for the kid.
He wasn't going to help the kid, oh no. He was going to kill him. Painfully.
Its not like Aidan didn't deserve it.
The boy stole his fucking wallet!
Aidan deserved to be in pain. Definitely.
Ray just had to find the kid first.
After he had finally convinced the police, used up his one phone call making a threat, and ultimately clearing his name of whatever they were planning on charging him with, he was back out on the road.
Walking of course. His car had been towed over the night, and his license was in his wallet. Which the kid had. Along with his credit cards.
He also left his cellphone at home, and didn't have quarters for a payphone. He forgot to mention where he was at the police station, and wasn't too fond of going back there too soon. All in all, he was screwed.
"That kid is dead," he muttered to himself, giving him some odd looks by a few passerbys. Not that he cared. He was practically dead to the world.
That is, until a boy with red hair walked out of a hotel, right in front of him.
"Aidan." Ray growled out, stalking towards the boy, who saw him, and quickly turned around, getting ready to run the other direction. It was too late, Ray was right behind him.
"It's such a nice day for a walk today, isn't it?" Aidan said with a guilty smile, turning around when Ray grabbed onto his shoulder.
"I think you have something of mine," Ray said quietly, trying to control his anger. He didn't need to make a scene in such a crowded place.
"You look like shit." Aidan said, noting the rugged state the older man was in.
"That's not an answer."
"You didn't ask me a question."
"Do. You. Have. Something. Of. Mine." The way he said it, it still wasn't a question, but Aidan decided not to push him anymore. About that anyway.
"I might." Aidan said innocently.
"What do you say first?"
"Now, or I'll call the fucking cops on you."
"Do it, I dare you. Besides, how are you going to prove it?"
"I swear to god kid, if you've lost it, I'll-"
"What? Call the cops?"
"Don't fucking mess with me right now."
"Geez man, don't give yourself a hernia." Aidan said, rolling his eyes, and handing over the wallet he'd taken the night before.
Ray grabbed the wallet, and checked the contents.
"Where the fuck is my money?"
"…In your wallet, maybe?" Aidan raised an eyebrow. It was light enough outside for Ray to see that red was his natural hair color, that is, unless he dyed his eyebrows.
"It's missing." Ray said, counting out the cash, noting that the credit cards where still in there.
"Not all of it."
"What did you do with it?" Ray asked harshly. He was tired, and he knew he was going to be in trouble for missing that meeting that had started earlier that morning.
"Hm, let me think." Aidan said rolling his eyes, and jerked a thumb back at the hotel. Ray finally understood. The kid had taken the money, got a room, and slept a peaceful night on a soft bed.
"You son of a bitch."
"It's all your fault you know. You should have just left me alone." Aidan said, turning around, and Ray groaned. He was to tired to be angry anymore.
Ray turned, and went to get his car. He also called Tracy, who yelled at him for a good thirty minutes, until he finally managed to tell her what had happened. Then she got pissed again because he'd left the kid all alone again who's god knows where, and probably end up in a ditch by the end of the night.
"I don't need this from you." Ray said, sounding more calm than he felt.
"Too bad, cause this is what your going to get. It's your fault for leaving him alone in the first place!"
"It's not like he wanted me to help him."
"Kids his age don't know what they want."
"Do you even know how old he is?" There was a pause.
"Twelve?" She guessed, and Ray scoffed.
"Try sixteen or eighteen."
"Still a kid." she reasoned, and he nodded before sighing again.
"I'll be home in an hour or two."
"Not without the kid your not." Ray just about dropped his phone.
"What, are you not going to let me in my own house?!"
"If that's what it takes." Ray could believe this.
"I'll fire you." He threatened.
"You can't fire me." She said shortly
"You wanna bet?" Ray said hotly.
"Well, you can, but you won't, and you know it." he did know it, he knew it very well.
"The kid's not going to come with me."
"Have fun sleeping outside then."
"Wait-" but she hung up. Ray knew the crazy old bat was serious, and he groaned. How the hell was he supposed to find the kid now?
Ray drove around for a while, about falling asleep a few times, but managed to jerk himself awake at the last minute.
He drove by the park again for probably the third time when he saw it. Three dirty looking kids following Aidan around.
They looked about the boys age, and pissed, very pissed.
Does the boy have to piss off everyone he meets?
Ray stepped out of the car, and walked towards the boys, who were yelling back in forth about something Ray didn't bother to listen to. He didn't care, it wasn't his fight. He just wanted to get the boy, go, and sleep.
"Aidan," he called out from behind the kid, making him jump, and look back at him angrily.
"Will you leave me the fuck alone!" He practically yelled out, not noticing that the other kids had run off after Ray had come up.
"Your coming home with me." Ray stated, and Aidan gave him an incredulous look.
"Sorry man, I don't roll that way." Ray stared at him for a moment, confused.
"Look, Tracy will have my ass if you don't go, and I need some sleep. You owe me." Aidan raised an eyebrow.
"You stole my wallet and used my money, for one thing."
"Technically, that's two things." Aidan wasn't helping his case. "Besides, I mean, apparently you didn't care about money that much, since you probably could have wheedled more out of my dad."
"Whatever, please, just come with me." Ray liked to think it wasn't completely begging, but it was what it was, and he would've been ashamed if he wasn't so tired. "Besides where else do you have to go?" He reasoned, and watched as Aidan bit his lip, obviously contemplating it.
"Your not going to do gay things to me are you?"
"I wouldn't touch a kid."
"Oh, wow." Ray only denied about touching a kid. "So you really are gay?"
"What…? No! Fuck it, I don't care. Just get in the fucking car."
"Fine fine," Aidan finally relented, walking to the car. Ray sighed, he was in hell, that's the only way it could be named. Hell.
"You comin or not?" Aidan yelled out the window.
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