Brotherly Love - Chapter 84 - Part 2

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Title: Brotherly Love - Chapter 84 Part 2
Author:   mhobbs0430
Pairing: Adam/Kris
BETA: wizardesslyn Thank you for everything!!
Word Count: 2207
Rating: NC-17/R for the whole story

Disclaimer:
This never happened, just in my imagination, based on real people, I don't own them.  Amanda is mine, I love that woman.  The Martins are mine, too.
Warnings:  underage sex, m/m sex, mention of underage prostitution and child abuse/neglect, homophobia.
Summary:
Kris has been in the same foster family since he was three.  He's a very happy, well adjusted child, but beginning to feel different.  Adam is a troubled teen, in and out of group and foster homes and on the street, forced to do things, no child should ever have to go through.

This is the story of them.  A Kradam Love Story.

A/N:
This is a lot different that anything else I've written, there will be some angst.  It will break your heart at times, it did mine, but bear with me, it definitely get's better and happier and eventually sexier.  I have no idea how long it will be, around 100 chapters.   I'll try an update once or twice a week.  I hope you enjoy it, please comment, it makes me happy.


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Brotherly Love - Chapter 84 Part 2/4

Des sat there feeling desperate for a moment.  What the fuck was he supposed to do now? Dejected, he fumbled around his pockets for something and then remembered that he still had Kris's phone.  He pulled it out and texted Adam again.  ‘RU on your way?’

‘Yeah.  What’s going on?’  Tommy was driving as fast as he could towards Little Rock.

‘We’re at Bryson’s apartment.  He locked me in the bathroom.’

Adam read the text.  "Fuck", 'Des, where is Kris?'  He asked, panic beginning to form.

'In his bedroom.  I think he's passed out.'

Adam’s heart sunk.  Kris was alone with that asshole and drugged.  WTF was he planning on doing?  When he realized just what that probably was…

‘I’m sorry, Adam.” He just stared at his phone for a second.  "Tommy, hurry.  I think that Bryson is going to... Oh God, I can't even say it."

"Almost there, Adam.  According to the GPS only 3 more miles.

They started driving into a seedy part of Little Rock.  Where the fuck did he live? Adam wondered.

~~~~

Kris was lying on the bed in Bryson's room, barely mumbling.  He couldn't move.  Everything was foggy.  "Adam", he kept repeating and then would pass out again.

After Bryson locked Des in the bedroom, he walked around and locked all of his doors and shut off the lights.  Then, as he passed the bathroom, he made sure it was still locked.  He didn't think Des could escape but he didn't trust that kid.

He walked back into the bedroom and saw Kris sprawled out, completely out of it.

"Well Krissy", he sneered.  "What am I going to do with you?  You're the only thing keeping Adam from me and I want him back."

"Adam" Kris murmured.

"Yeah, that's right.  Adam.  He's mine."

"Adam"

Kris kept going in and out of consciousness.

Bryson sat on the edge of the bed and petted Kris's hair.  "But first, I'm going to have a little fun with you.  Find out what Adam sees in you."  He looked over Kris and smiled.  He usually liked ‘em a little more active than this, but at least this one wouldn’t put up a fight.

"Ok, Krissy, let's get you undressed."  Then he heard what sounded like a door slamming.  He jumped up and went to the bathroom.  "Des, what the fuck are you doing?" he yelled from the other side.

Desmond had tried breaking the door from the inside to no avail.  "Nothing".  He sat back down on the floor.  Bryson opened it just a crack to make sure he was still inside.  "Knock it off, Des.  I fucking mean it." 

Des heard the door click locked again.  He hoped Adam got here soon.

Bryson walked back into the room and began undressing Kris slowly, starting with his shoes and socks.  Then he sat down on the bed and took off Kris's shirt and was staring his chest.  "Fuck, man.  For a kid, you've got such a hot body", he smirked.  “I think I’m going to enjoy this.”

Next, Bryson slid off his pants.  Kris was totally out of it now and wasn't reacting to any touching at all as Bryson was groping him through his underwear.  "Too bad, Krissy, you could have had some fun, too", he cackled.

Then he peeled down Kris’s underwear, exposing him completely.

Bryson spread his legs apart and admired his handiwork so far.  "Ok, Krissy, my turn".  He stood up and took off only his pants.  He wasn't wearing anything under it.  He palmed his hard cock, "Oh Krissy, I'm so ready for you.  Look how hard you made me, you bad boy", sarcasm dripping from his mouth.

~~~~

Adam and Tommy arrived in front of his building and the place was dark.  "Are you sure this is it?" Tommy asked him.

Adam got out his phone and texted Kris's. 'Des, we're outside. How do we get in?' 

Des texted right back.  ‘Just make noise, distract him’

Adam started banging on the door and yelling for Kris.

"Fuck", Bryson spat.  "Who the fuck is that?"  He went to the window and saw Adam with some guy pounding on his door.

"How the fuck did he find out?"

Bryson walked back to the bathroom and started yelling.  "How the fuck does he know?"

"What?" Desmond yelled back.

"Adam, how the fuck did he find out?  I took your phone."

Des froze. He texted Adam, 'Hurry.'

"Fuck it", Bryson walked back to the bedroom.  "Ok, Krissy, too bad for you, I don’t have time to prep you first.  Adam's here.  This is how he's going to find you, me fucking your ass.  He'll never be able to look at you again."  He sneered.  “And don’t worry; you will definitely feel this tomorrow.”

He rolled Kris onto his stomach, exposing his ass.  Usually he'd have the guy get on his knees, but that wasn't going to happen here.  So, he shoved two pillows underneath Kris and spread his legs.  He got on top of him and a little of the pre-cum from his cock dripped on Kris’s ass.  “Oh this is going to be good…”, he said as he began to spread his cheeks apart to…

SLAM!!!  Then CRASH!!!!

"What the fuck?"  Des had somehow broken the door down, but the crash came from downstairs.  Sounded like a window.  He heard voices, "Kris, Kris".  Then a few seconds later, he heard the sirens and several cars pulled up to his place.  "Shit."  He had to get the fuck out, now. “Dammit”

Bryson quickly pulled his pants up and grabbed his phone, sneaking out the back window and down the fire escape.

Adam and Tommy were able to get in through the living room window, but Adam got a little cut up on the way in.

“You alright man?”  Tommy asked, concerned.

“Hurry, we’ve got to get to him before…”

Adam took the stairs two at a time, yelling for Kris and Des.

He found Des standing at the door screaming for Kris, and Kris lying on the bed completely naked and unconscious.  “Oh my God, Kris.”  He ran past Des, pushing him out of the way.  “Oh Baby, I’m so sorry”, he lifted him up into his arms.  Kris was out cold.

“I’m sorry, Adam”, Des was bawling now.

They heard a commotion downstairs as Amanda and the cops stormed inside.  Adam yelled down to them.

Des didn’t know whether to stay or run.  Adam looked over at him with piercing eyes as the cops shooed him away from Kris.  “No please, I want to dress him.  I don’t want him seen like this.”

“Son, we need to check him out, first.”  The officer looked sympathetically at Adam.  “It’ll be alright.”

Adam walked over to Amanda who had her hand on Desmond.  She was trying to get him to talk.

“I don’t know”, he sobbed.  “I broke down the door and he was crawling out the window.  I saw Kris like that and…”

Adam looked accusingly at Desmond.  “What the fuck were you thinking?”

“Adam, he might have saved him”, Amanda interrupted.

“He’s the reason that Kris is here in the first place”.

Des nodded, “He’s right, I’m sorry.  I’ll tell you everything.”

One of the officers had taken off to try and find Bryson.  He didn’t leave by car, as far as they could tell.

They covered Kris with a sheet and a blanket and were bringing over a gurney.  Adam could see the ambulance lights now.  “Is he alright?” 

“It doesn’t look like he was sexually assaulted, but we’ll need to take him to the hospital and have him thoroughly checked out.  Do you have any idea what he was given?”

Adam looked at Des who spoke up.  “Uh Rufies, I think, sir”

The cop nodded.  “He’ll be out for several hours then, which is a good thing.  He probably won’t remember any of this tomorrow.”

They got Kris outside and into the ambulance.  Adam insisted on going with him.  He grabbed his clothes which he found scattered on the floor and began to cry.  He had gotten there just in time.

“Amanda”, he called to her.

“Yeah, sweetie.”

“Please call our parents and have them meet us?  I’m not sure I can talk to anyone right now.”

“Ok, Adam.  Des, you’re coming with me.”

He nodded his head, panic stricken.  What would happen to him now?  Would he go back to Juvi, like Bryson threatened?  He was shaking and Amanda wrapped him in her arms.  “It’s ok Desmond.  But you need to tell the police everything you know.  Including your part in this.”

“I know”, he nodded again, his face streaming with tears.

Adam rode in the back with Kris and one of the paramedics, mostly in silence.  They were monitoring Kris’s breathing.  The police cars were both in front and behind the ambulance.

~~~~

Bryson ran.  He didn’t know how far, but he hoped the cops weren’t chasing him.  Fuck, how did Adam and the cops find out anyway?  He stopped running and caught his breath.  He didn’t hear the sirens any longer.  They must have left.

Bryson waited another twenty minutes and then took a different route back to his apartment.  He saw police tape, but no cop cars.  He carefully opened his door and peeked inside.  “Huh”

He ran upstairs and grabbed his keys and some clothes.  Then he went back downstairs and was just coming out the door, when…

“FREEZE!”

Startled, he turned around to see two cops, guns pointed at him.  He knew he was done for. 

They handcuffed him and pulled him over to the squad car that was now parked out front. They searched him for weapons, drugs, anything.  “Get inside”, the cop demanded

Bryson obeyed.  He spent the car ride to the police station thinking about how to pin most of this on the kid.

~~~~

Amanda drove Desmond to the police station to give his statement.  She tried to give him as much moral support as possible.  He was just a scared kid, and cried most of the way.

“Desmond.  We need to know everything.  How you got to know Bryson, what he said, did, everything.  Do you understand me?”

He tried to comprehend. “What will happen to me?”

She smiled at him.  “Honey, I don’t know.  But if you honestly tell them and child services everything, then... “

He looked up at her with big, remorseful eyes.

“I will do my best to keep you out of Juvi.  Do you want to stay at your group home?”

Des wiped the tears out of his eyes.  He’d never even thought that a possibility anymore.  “Yeah, I mean its good there.”

“But…”

“I don’t want to go to jail.  I’d go back to the home in a second.”

“Ok, Des.  You’re social worker is going to meet us there and then they are going to ask you a lot of questions.”

“OK.”

“And then, I’m taking you to the hospital with me.”

“Really?”

“Yes, really.  I know you want to know how Kris is doing, and Adam…”

“Is going to kill me”, he hung his head low.

“He’s really upset and deserves to know everything, too.”

“I know, I’m so sorry”

~~~~

The ambulance arrived at Memorial Hospital and the team rushed Kris inside the emergency room.  Adam followed, refusing to leave his side.  He was brought into a room as a doctor came in to examine Kris. 

Adam couldn’t watch though.  They poked and prodded his baby and stuck something up his... "Do you have to do that?"  Adam said through tears.

The doctor looked up and then gestured at the nurse to escort Adam out of the room.

She spoke kindly to him as she ushered him into the hallway, "We have to make sure that he was not raped.  There's only one way to do that."

Adam nodded and followed her out.  Not five minutes later, he heard voices coming from the waiting room and knew that his parents were here.  Adam ran out and hugged then, crying openly now.

"Adam, what happened?"  Ron asked.

Adam kept shaking his head.  “I'm not sure. Kris picked up his friend and the next thing I know, he's calling me saying Kris was drugged and..."

"It's ok, baby", Pam was consoling him now.  "We'll talk later, alright?"

They got chairs and sat right outside Kris’s examination room.  Adam could hear muffled speech from inside, but couldn't quite make out what the doctor was saying.

He came out several minutes later, weakly smiling.  "Are you his parents?"  The doctor asked Pam and Ron.

"Yes, is he alright?"

The doctor looked at Adam, too.  "Yes, he's going to be fine.  He's very lucky you found him, son." 

Adam nodded through tears. 

The doctor led them down the hallway so he could speak to all of them.  "Kris was not raped."

Adam let out a cry of relief, while Pam looked stunned.  "Raped?"  She repeated.  "What the hell happened?"  She asked no one in particular.

The doctor said it again, "Ma'am, he was not raped.  However, he has the drug rufilin in his system and will remain unconscious for the next few hours.  We are going to transfer him to a room and keep him overnight for observation to make sure that the drug gets fully out of his system and there are no lasting effects."

They all looked up at the doctor in shock.

"There usually are not, this is just a precaution."  He assured the worried family.

"You may go in now and stay with him until his room is ready."

Adam went first and stood right next to Kris, holding his hand and kissing his cheek.  He looked so peaceful, almost...  Adam couldn't even finish that thought.

Pam went to the other side and took her son's free hand.  Her eyes met Adam's and he finally broke down.

~~~~

Amanda and Desmond drove to the police station where his social worker was waiting for them.  He had already told Amanda most of it, and was hoping to have her on his side. 

They were led into a room to wait for the detective.  Des was sweating.  His own social worker, Leslie was glaring at him like she already thought he was guilty.  He was guilty. He stared at the floor.

Amanda could see him shaking and held him tight.  "It'll be ok, Des."

"I'm his social worker, Ms. Hutchinson.  I don't think your presence is appropriate any longer", Leslie said, deadpanned.

Smiling her best fake smile, Amanda retorted, "I am very involved in this case as both Bryson and Adam are my kids.  And, since I'm the one whom Adam called, I was there, thus making me a witness."

"Don't you mean cases?"

"Huh?"

"You said 'your kids'.  Don't you mean your cases?"

"No, I mean my kids."

Des looked up at Amanda, wishing that he was one of her kids, too.

Leslie kept quiet after that until the detective arrived.

TBC