Date: Mon, 12 Jul 2021 01:00:00 -0700 From: John Henry Subject: Growing Up Kyle Chapter 49 (Gay/Incest) DONATION: Nifty is a not-for-profit organization that heavily relies on our donations to keep the site free and accessible. Your donations pay for web hosting fees and other day-to-day activities for the wonderful staff of editors/publishers. You can donate on the website at http://donate.nifty.org/ Every little bit counts. DISCLAIMER: This story is a work of fiction, and contains explicit, sexual content involving adults over the age of 21 and minors under the age of 13, and scenes of incest involving step-parents/step-children. If viewing this material is illegal where you live, OR you're a minor under the age of 18, please stop reading his. If you're not sure about this legatilty, please stop reading until you have looked into your own, local laws. Any likeness or similarity between persons, places, products or concepts are purely coincidental. If you would like to leave any positive feedback, please let me know. Thank you. Chapter 49 Charlie woke up around noon. He was disoriented at first but once reality set it, he fell apart, demanding to see Ry. As much as Rick tied to calm his youngest down, Charlie was inconsolable. A nurse had to come in and sedate him again. Rick's heart broke. Luckily, Kyle was out with Will getting lunch, so neither of them had to witness it. Around dinner time, Charlie was woken up so he could eat, and this time he had a larger audience for his meltdown. A nurse came in to sedate him once more, but Rick refused. He and Will talked about letting Charlie have his breakdown instead of delaying it. The nurse felt differently. "He's disturbing the other patients," the nurse claimed, showing her own lack of patience. "He needs to process this, and how do you expect him to do that while sleeping?" Rick asked, while holding Charlie, who was wailing into his dad's chest. "It's our policy," the nurse answered flatly. Will said, "Show me your policy." "Excuse me?" "Bring me your policy or bring me your supervisor. Either way, the only place you're going to stick that needle is up your ass." The nurse stormed off. "I'm sorry about that," Will offered to Rick. "Don't worry about it," Rick said. "If you hadn't said it, I would've." About twenty minutes later, Dr. Bower entered the room. She had a matter-of-fact, bedside manner and definitely gave the impression that she didn't like her authority challenged. As severe as Dr. Bower looked, Will's expression was overly polite and friendly, as if to say, "Challenge accepted." Dr. Bower said, "I understand that you don't want Charlie sedated." "No, I don't." Rick said. "Well, it's our policy." "So we've been told," Will said. "However, we still haven't seen that policy, and I'm afraid we're not going to take your word for it." "We do it to ensure--" "--the other patients aren't disturbed, yes, so we've been told; however, again, we haven't seen the policy, which you also don't seem willing to share with us." "We have the right--" "--And that's where you're wrong." "You don't--" "--Even know what you're about to say, because I keep cutting you off? That's because I do. Like, I know you don't have the right to administer whatever drugs you want in a manner that best suits you. I know this, because, in the United States patients have rights. Those rights are found under the Health Insurance Portability and Accountability Act, also known as HIPPA. Under HIPPA, patients are allowed informed consent. That means the patient, in this case the patient's father, since Charlie is under 18, has the right to refuse any medical treatment that he deems unnecessary, especially any medication that isn't a medical necessity, like sedation. You don't have the right nor the authority to administer a drug because it's convenient for you. Are you a psychologist, Dr. Bower?" "No." "Then the boy's mental state is outside of your field of expertise. He hasn't suffered any physical wounds, so I would suggest consulting with a child psychologist; in fact, I'm sure Rick would agree that Charlie should be removed from your care and be seen by a staff psychiatrist or child psychologist from now on." To Rick, Will asked, "Unless you object?" "Not at all," Rick said, impressed by Will's display of legal authority. "Fine," Dr. Bower said curtly. "Now, regarding your threat to my nurse--" Will dropped the tone of his voice and said, "--A threat implies the possibility that the implied action might not be taken, but I assure you that the statement holds no such implying. I made it abundantly clear that the nurse could shove that needle up her own ass, because she will not be using it on Charlie. If you want to make an issue of this," Will said, while dropping a business card into the doctor's smock pocket, "I'll be in court on Monday, until then, do your job and bring us that psychologist." Dr. Bower stormed off. Kyle and Rick looked very impressed. Will's expression didn't change until the doctor left, then he looked like he had stabbed someone. He patted himself down and said, "I hope that card wasn't for my computer business." Kyle laughed, while Rick continued to hold and rock Charlie. Ry was given a room in the Intensive Care Unit. Will took Kyle to see the boy, while Rick stayed with Charlie, who fell asleep on his own. The left side of Ry's face was swollen and bruised, his head was wrapped in bandages, he was still on a ventilator. Kyle sat next to his friend and took his hand. Ry's fingers felt cold. Even though Ry was taller than Kyle, he looked small in the large bed. Will went to the nurse's station and talked to the attending doctor. "Hi," Kyle said in a small voice. "I don't know if you can hear me, but I miss you." His emotions let loose and Kyle said, "I'm so sorry this happened. I wish I could've stopped your mom. I wish you could've just lived with me forever. But, if my dads have anything to say about it, you're going to live with us when you're better. I don't want you to leave me, so you have to get better, okay? I love you." Kyle stood and kissed Ry on the lips. "Kyle," Will whispered from the door, startling his son. "I'm going to talk to Rick. The nurses will bring you a cot, so you can sleep here with Ry. Is that okay with you?" Kyle could only nod his thanks. "Ry's doctor said that she thinks he's out of the worst of it, but they want to keep him in the ICU a bit longer to be sure." "Okay," Kyle said through his tears. "You hear that Ry? You're past the worst part. You're going to be okay, and soon you'll be back home." The rest of the weekend was spent in a haze. Charlie was given an anti-anxiety medication, which helped and his crashes were fewer. He still wanted to see Ry, but Rick said that he couldn't yet, because Ry was still needing tests. He didn't have the heart to let Charlie see Ry in the state he was, believing that it might push Charlie over the edge again. He had been to see Ry and Kyle, who only left Ry's side when his dads made him. Will went to the courthouse on Monday. His first appointment was with Judge Chamberlin in Family Court. Rebecca met Will just outside of the courtroom. She had prepared the emergency order giving Rick temporary custody of Ry. Once the case was called before the judge, Will and Rebecca were allowed to plead their case. To Will, Judge Chamberlin asked, "What's your relationship to Ryland?" "I'm his lawyer, Your Honor." "A 12-year-old has his own attorney? That seems rather odd, Mr. Parker." "I'm aware, Ma'am." Will explained the circumstances that lead to Will representing Ry. "I see," the judge said, "and you haven't been able to contact any family members of Ryland's?" "Not as of yet, Your Honor, hence the emergency order. The police are also having difficulties finding any relatives, as well. Given that Ry's hospitalization occurred on Christmas Day, which was on the weekend, today is the first real opportunity I'll have in that search; however, we need to get this order signed, so Ry will have a guardian, aside from myself, to make decisions regarding his medical care and general welfare." To Rebecca, Judge Chamberlin asked, "And your client is willing and capable of taking responsibility of Ryland?" "Yes, Your Honor. My client is the father of Ryland's best-friend. He's gainfully employed and works from home, which he also owns. Ryland was already living with my client from Mid-November until Christmas Eve, when Ryland's birth mother came for him." "I will grant this order," the judge said, signing the documents before her. "This order will be in effect for 30 days, which should give Mr. Parker enough time to locate a relative. After that period, Mr. Parker, if you still haven't located a relative and can satisfactorily demonstrate your attempt to do so, you will need to be prepared for a custody hearing." "Yes, Your Honor. Thank you." Judge Chamberlin scheduled a follow up hearing for the following month. Rebecca offered to draft the custody paperwork, while Will said he had an investigator looking into Ry's family. They went their separate ways. Will stopped off at the court clerk's desk, dropped off the custody order and another, thick packet. He smiled broadly as we entered the courtroom where Dan Clark's trial was still proceeding. Will walked up to ADA Marshall's table and gave her assistant a note, then took a seat right behind her. Will looked over and saw Dan Clark and smiled. The man looked confused than angry, and Will relished in the moment. "Your Honor," Ms. Marshall said, interrupting her own questioning. "I need a quick recess to verify some new information." "What information is it, Ms. Marshall?" The judge asked. "Once of my witnesses has been hospitalized, and I need to confer with his lawyer." "Which witness is it?" Dan's lawyer asked. "Ryland Doernbecker, whom I was to call the day after tomorrow. Your Honor, I need about 5 minutes of the court's time." Dan's attorney didn't object, despite Dan's best efforts to make him, so the judge allowed the break. Will, again, explained what had happened and Ry's current state. ADA Marshall was upset at the lateness of the notification, but Will was dismissive, claiming that he had other obligations that came first, and said that this was the earliest he was able to contact her. "Ms. Marshall," the judge asked, "Are you ready to proceed?" "No, Your Honor. I would like time to regroup, as Mr. Doernbecker is a key witness to my case." "Your Honor," Dan's attorney said, sounding fed up. "Ms. Marshall doesn't need any more time. My client has been incarcerated since September and was viciously attacked over these allegations. Delaying the proceedings further is a violation of his Due Process rights. My client has even had to sell his properties to pay for this trial." "Your Honor, if I may address the Court," Will said, while standing up. "Who are you?" The judge asked. "William Parker, III. Ry's attorney and father of one of Mr. Clark's victims." "Alleged victims," Dan's attorney snapped, emphasizing the first word. "If you say so," Will said. To the judge, Will continued, "Ry is in critical care and has been placed in a medically induced coma, which will be reversed once I get back to see him. At this moment, there's no telling what kind of brain injuries he may have or whether he can even physically testify. As much as I would like to see this proceeding end, so my son can find peace of mind, I would have to agree with ADA Marshall's need for time." Dan piped up and said to his attorney, "Just do it." The judge told Dan's lawyer to keep his client silent and agreed to end the proceedings till the next day. Dan said to his lawyer, not bothering to lower his voice, "I should be hearing from the realtor, anyway, so I should have your money today." Will turned to Dan's table, smiling, and said, "You might want to hold off on that call," as he dropped a thick packet on the table. "What's this?" Dan's lawyer asked. "It's a copy of a civil suit," Will proclaimed. "I'm suing your client on behalf of my son for damages related to the abuse and harassment he's received from and because of your client." Dan's lawyer looked over the paperwork, while Will looked at Dan and said, "I bought your houses. All five of them. Once the deal was approved and documents signed, giving me the deeds, I had a hold placed on the trust account holding that money pending the outcome of the civil suit. Neither of us can access the money, and once you lose--and let's face it, you will lose--the money will be given to Kyle, and I still get to keep your properties." "You can't do that! I need that money!" "I'm afraid I don't care what you need. You hurt my son, and nobody gets away with that." "Do something!" Dan barked at his lawyer. "I'm only representing you for this case. You're going to need another lawyer for the civil suit." "That's correct," Will said, gleefully. "And if you take a deal now, you're admitting your guilt, which means I win by default. You now have to face a much longer sentence or lose all the money you had. Nice doing business with you." And Will left the courthouse. ***Coming Soon, Chapter 50***