Chapter 3: Fears

When the ambulance arrived at the hospital, William had to accompany the female paramedic and his brother past where guests were allowed. If he left, then Arthur could possibly have another mental break down. The doctors, after hearing the reason behind it, allowed him to pass. They entered the examination room to see the full extent of Arthur's injuries. A male doctor walked in and attempted to talk with the boy. As soon as he addressed him, he began to freak out. William was still holding Arthur's hand and felt it constricting. It got so tight that he could feel the blood flow to his fingers being cut off.

"So, how are you today?" The doctor asked calmly. Arthur simply stared at the man, untrusting. His father had often spoke calmly, but it was nothing but a ruse to get him to trust him. The man recieved no response so decided to continue. Before he could, however, William cut him off.

The red head spoke in a calm voice so as to not frighten Arthur. "Not to be rude, but my brother here was raped by his father, I don't know how many times, and he isn't responding positively to men right now. Would it be alright if a female doctor looked him over instead?"

The man paused and slowly brought himself back to reality. He nodded and made his way to the door. "I go and let someone know. One should be here in a few minutes. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable."

Once he had disappeared through the door, William smiled at Arthur. "Can I have my hand back, please? I can't really feel my fingers anymore."

Arthur immediately released his hand, fearing that he had done something wrong. "I'm sorry..."

"It's not your fault. I just don't want my fingers to fall off." William slung his over the boy's shoulders and pulled him into a hug. Arthur smiled at his little joke and William saw the slight upturn in his lips. He pulled away and grabbed his chin. "You need to smile more often."

A look of surprise came over the boy, but his smile returned and leaned into William giving him a grateful hug. Tears started to fall from his eyes. "Th-thank you..." The boy said weakly.

William sighed and hugged him tight. "I will never let anyone hurt you like that ever again."

They sat there until a woman walked in, a bright smile upon her face. She spoke, but her voice didn't match her expression. It wasn't loud and happy, but instead soft and kind. She's had to deal with rape victims before so she knew how startled they could get. "Hey, sweet heart. I'm Dr. Davison. I'm going to examine you? I need you to tell me when you get uncomfortable, and I'll stop until you're ready again, okay?"

Arthur looked to William then nodded to the nurse. "Okay..."

"Good, now I need you to lay down and spread your legs."

Arthur's breath caught in his throat at the words and his heart thudded against his ribs.

"Shh, it's okay. You can take all the time you need and I'll wait until then."

"C-Can, William s-stay?"

The doctor looked to the red head then to her patient and nodded with a smile. "Of course he can."

Arthur laid back slowly and did as he was instructed to. He felt scared as strange objects were inserted into his rectum. Previously restrained tears began to flow from his eyes as his breathing picked up it's pace. William grabbed his hand and began to whisper encouraging words into the boy's ear. Arthur squeezed the hand and a slight tremble made itself know. After what felt like an eternity to the blonde, the female stood up and said that she was finished.

"I will have the results on the swabs in a few days. And William, I would like to talk with you alone. Is that possible." The doctor looked at how tightly Arthur was holding onto his hand.

William turned to face his brother. "Arthur, can I talk with the doctor really quick. I promise that I will come right back."

Arthur looked fearful that he wouldn't, but slowly released his hand again and let him go. William brushed his hand through the shagy blonde hair and stood to follow the nurse out of the room. Once they stood out side of the door the nurse began.

"I think you should know that I found anal tearing inside his rectum."

William sighed and looked at her. "You don't think I already know that? He was raped, what else would you find?"

"Please let me finish. He has mutiple scars of previous tears. It's appears as though he's been raped for years."

"I was really hoping that wasn't the case," William said, rubbing his forehead in an attempt to process the day's events. "Anything else I need to know."

"Yes, I found what appears to be semen and I'm guessing he was raped sometime today."

William really wanted to go kill his father at that moment. "Yeah, well I did find him tied up on his bed almost an hour ago." Tears leaked out of the corner of his eyes. His brother has been raped for years, no wonder his mind was a mess. "Well thank you. I should probably go back in now."

The woman nodded and walked away leaving William standing there. He turned to the door and walked in, finding Arthur holding his legs close. When he saw his brother walk in his eyes lit up. Not a moment later a nurse walked in.

"Okay, let's move you to a different room." She said happily. She grabbed a wheelchair from the corner of the room and Arthur got off the bed shakily and sat down onto it. She wheeled him out of the room and William followed close behind. The took a trip to the third floor and were dropped off in a vacant room. William was glad of this, he didn't want Arthur to have to deal with a room mate. Once the nurse had made sure that Arthur was comfortable and she had left, William turned to Arthur and asked:

"Do you want to watch something?"

The boy simply looked at William, confused, but realized that he was talking about the TV. Arthur thought that it might be a good way to pass the time so he nodded his head. William smiled and grabbed the remote to turn on the machine. He flipped through the channels until he came across a weird cartoon on Cartoon Network. "Is this okay?"

"Yeah, it's fine..." Arthur pulled the sheets on the bed to cover himself a bit more.

William noticed this and moved to the side of the bed. "Arthur, if you're tired, you can sleep. You don't need to watch the TV."

For the first time that day, Arthur felt how tired he was, and slowly his eyes drifted close. Before he fell all the way under he asked, "You won't leave, will you?"

"No, I won't leave, I promise." William slipped his hand into Arthur's now limp one as he heard the boy's breathing slow down. He squeezed it lightly and patted his head a few times before kissing it. He pulled up a chair and sat down. "Of course I won't leave."

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