Ben could have died when Laura stepped out of the crowd, his missing nappies in her arms, “Here you go baby Benny,” she threw the nappies at him, “Fucking freak. I can’t believe you bought my bullshit, like hell I used to wet the bed! You’re a loser, Ben, look at yourself lying there in your own piss. Like any girl would be interested in you. You’re a disgusting freak.”
Ben was sobbing uncontrollably now, he had trusted Laura, he had really thought she was accepting his bedwetting, when all along she had just been waiting to get him to admit his secret so that she could use it against him. And now not only did everyone know, but everyone had seen him lying in his wet bed. Could still see him, lying there, crying, he really was a baby. They weren’t going to let him forget this.