You can learn to love• Kyman love story•(completed)

The final decision

Today's the day. Today is the day we finally get to know if we can have Esther back. It's been a week since that bastard, Derek, took her. I hate him so much. Everytime we get close to winning over the jury, he always uses the same excuse in one way or another.

"He's schizophrenic. We can't trust him."

Even when I got back on my meds, he still didn't believe me. Kyle said that when I'm medicated, I do act calmer. I think that's the point, but I won't tell him that. My mom and I have also been attending therapy for me. Mostly psychotherapy, psychoeducation and family therapy. The medications I've been taking are, strong dose of Paliperidone, Asenapine and Escitalopram. I really feel insane taking all this medication, but I keep hearing that it's helping me, so I don't argue. I've been feeling really sleepy and I've gained back the pounds I lost in the eighth grade. My mom wants to switch me from Paliperidone to Clozapine to 'help with my behaviour', and I'm not against it. I, honestly, don't give a shit anymore. I'm too tired, too dizzy, too everything. I've told Kyle about how I've been tired and have had bad headaches, but he said that it'll lessen once my body gets used to the meds again, which should be soon. I hope so, everyone's starting to think I'm turning into a zombie.

Today, I dressed in a usual suit and tie, and headed back to the same ol' courtroom with Kyle and his dad. My mom comes along too, but she's had to work at her new job a lot to pay for as much as she can. Kyle, Stan, Butters and even Kenny have pitched in to help in payments. I can't thank them enough, but I don't ever say that. It's not in my element. As we headed there, Kyle kept glancing at me. At first I thought it's cause I was drooling again, another side effect of the meds, but even after I wiped my mouth, he still kept stealing glances. When we arrived, Kyle pulled me into that bathroom, and he looked nervous.

"What is it Kahl?" I started. He glanced away, and asked,

"Aren't you nervous?"

"Well, yeah. I'm sure we'll win though, so don't worry about it."

"But-"

"Kahl. I'm being medicated. My mom has a stable job. We have a home, with a steady income and everything she needs. There's no reason why she wouldn't be able to live with us."

"You're right. I'm just paranoid. Did you take your meds today?"

"I take them before bed, remember?"

"Right. How long has it been again?"

"Only a few days."

"Right. Sorry, I haven't been getting too much sleep lately. I've been super worried about you,and Esther, and this case."

"It's okay Kahl. You just need to get through today."

Kyle nodded, and we walked to our seats. My mom came right before the trial begun. Derek opened with some shtick about how much money he makes, and how his wife died and yada yada, we've all heard it before. Gerald then remarked about how you don't need a lot of money to give kids a good home, and how growing up in a small town is much more beneficial. This went on for a while, and I got called to the stand by Derek.

"Eric, so you're medicated now, right? And your mom has a stable job?"

"Yup."

"And you're sure you can handle a sibling?"

"Yes Derek. I'm medicated now."

"Yes, but all the crimes you committed early in life were done while you were medicated, yet you were able to commit them without remorse?"

"I wouldn't say that, I just was a messed up kid. I didn't really have a grasp on right and wrong, or socially acceptable and not socially acceptable."

"Is it true that you once murdered a kids parents over $20? Then his father ended up being your father that you never knew?"