Poor Boy - Complete | L.S

Chapter Thirty-One

Looks of sympathy, worry and sadness – those are the only expressions that were plastered on everyone's face.

"Louis can you please describe your attacker."

Louis' lip wobbled as he hugged his knees to his chest. He felt so exposed. He was in a hospital bed, with nothing but a backless hospital gown on.

"Ca-ca-can I have a blanket?"

The police officer who was interviewing the frightened and distraught boy sighed however nodded solemnly as he motioned to the nurse to fulfil his request.

Liam was sitting to the side of Louis; he held his brother's hand tightly for reassurance. 

Just a few hours ago he had received the most heart-wrenching phone call, a sobbing Louis – almost inarticulate begging for Liam to help him.

The latter will never forget what he saw when he picked Louis up from the house he had reluctantly let his younger brother attend a party at the previous night.

Louis had the blankets wrapped around his shaking naked body; blood-drenched sheets and torn clothes. Liam's heart had broken at the sight of the hyperventilating boy.

Louis had been drugged and brutally raped.

The nurse returned shortly wrapping Louis in a blanket, it broke Liam when his brother flinched at the contact. He just wanted to wrap him in a never-ending hug, but Louis wouldn't allow that.

He had screamed when Liam first touched him.

He screamed when the nurses tried to clean his severely wounded hole.

He screamed when the police lightly touched him while taking pictures for evidence.

Any contact made him shake with undeniable fear. The only thing he allowed was his brother to hold his hand – Liam was grateful for that.

"U-um. He-he had light b-blonde hair and s-said his name was." Louis stuttered, letting a few tears slide as he hiccupped, "Kerry." He finished his sentence as his shoulders began to shake while tears cascaded down his cheeks.

"Would it be easier if you wrote down the answers to their questions Loubear?" Liam offered, looking up at the police for reassurance that he would be allowed to do that. He was happy when both the police and Louis nodded.

Minutes later Louis was being given a notepad with a few questions and a pencil for him to answer underneath.

How old was this man?

Maybe 20.

How tall was this man?

Around 6ft.

What was his eye colour?

I don't know...sorry.

Do you remember anything after he drugged you?

No.

Would you be up to giving an in-depth description to a portrait constructer?

No...

The police sigh, nobody deserves this. Hopefully they can get a DNA match from the man's semen left in Louis.

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Liam sits on the chair opposite Louis' bed. The boy is asleep, even in his sleep he is shaking. The older of the two has been phoned multiple times by Lottie begging on behalf of all their sisters to be allowed to visit Louis.

Liam reluctantly said they couldn't. He didn't think Louis was ready for that. He could barely handle Liam touching him. 

However, if anything saddened Liam more than that, it was Jay. Liam never thought of Jay positively. However, he had expected her to care enough to visit Louis.

He informed her of the tragic event. She still hadn't made the ten-minute drive to see her son.

How heartless.

The seventeen-year-old looked up when the door opened, and a doctor stood with a devastated look on his face. Liam immediately rose to his feet.

"Liam correct?"

He nodded in confirmation, following the doctor outside.

"Is everything okay Sir?"

Liam gulped when the doctor looked down and shook his head, 'no'.

"Louis' STD results have returned unfortunately they are positive."

Biting his lip Liam immediately bombarded the employee with a question, "what! Positive he is free of STD's or positive he has STD's?"

The doctor put a comforting hand on the boy's shoulder.

"Louis has HIV."

And just like that, any trace of hope was washed off Liam's face.

"I-is that t-treatable?"

With a sad frown, the doctor replied, "aids is a very difficult STD. No there is no cure. But the effects vary on each person, and it takes a long time for any health complications to occur. While we cannot cure HIV like an STD such as chlamydia, there is a medication which does lessen the effect and lengthens his predicted lifespan."

Liam is now the one shaking as he carefully drops onto the seat outside Louis' door, the doctor sitting on the one next to him.

"Um.. how long do people with aids usually live?"

"A person diagnosed in their early twenties usually lives to their early fifties. I would assume Louis being sixteen and If we start him on the blockers and medication straight away could live until his mid-sixties."

Liam lets a tear fall at the tragic news, "but he deserves better than that.... He is my little brother."

"I know. I am so sorry."

"Me too."

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If you or anyone you know is a rape victim, or in danger, please look for your local rape helpline at http://www.ibiblio.org/rcip/internl.html

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