Date: Thu, 10 Jan 2013 22:58:36 -0600
From: dadnhisboyz@live.com
Subject: Dad loves his boys Chapter 6

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dadnhisboyz@live.com. This story contains sexual activity between a family
of men. Hope you enjoy. If you are offended by the N-word, do not read, and
yes I am black.


Previously:

"Well they rear ended an empty car at a stop sign going 65 mph. Both of
them have several broken ribs and a concussion. Your dad is gonna be fine
though. Cliff on the other hand."

G-Pa spoke up and was very concerned, "What happed to my boy doc?"

"Well according to the police and ambulance when they got on the scene,
Cliff wasnt wearing a seatbelt. As a result, his head went through front
window. He had an Extra-axial hemmorhage. When he got to the ER, he was not
conscious. He went in and out quite frequently. He is stable now, but...."

Just as he was talking to us the computer attached to Uncle Cliff started
going off. The doctor pushed us out the room and nurses from every angle
came running in the room. Uncle Cliff can't be dead. He just can't.


Chapter 6:

After about 20 minutes all the nurses started coming out the room and then
the doctor came out and smiled to us. It was a kind of a refreshing smile.


"He's gonna be fine."


Pat said, "What happened?"


Doc, "We think he heard your voices and got kinda over excited on the
inside. He blood pressure skyrocketed. But we got it calmed down. For right
now, we only can let 1 at a time go in to see them. So head back into the
lobby and decide who's gonna come back first."


We thanked the doctor and walked back into the lobby and sat down
quietly. We didnt even speak for a few minutes. Then G-Pa spoke up.


"I wanna go first. That way I can see them, talk to the em, let em know im
here. Then you boys can take over. Did yall call Maurice?"


"We dont have no number for Maurice. Uncle Cliff is the only one that talks
to him."


"Hmmm ok. Well let me go back here and talk to my boys. Yall be patient and
pray, ya hear me?"


We both said, "Yessir."


As g-pa went back, Patrick got up and started pacing around. He was really
upset. He was only a little bit younger than Maurice and so he really was
the baby. He was taking this hella hard. I tried to calm him down.


"Bruh, come on, sit down."


"I can't JC. If Dad and Uncle cliff die..."


"They not gonna die boy! Now calm down and sit next to me."


He sat down and I wrapped my arms around him and he started crying. People
were walking by starting at us, but i didnt care. This was my lil bruh and
Im gonna take care of him. He acted like a lil gangster but deep down
Patrick was a teddy bear. He stopped and looked at me.


"Thanks. I know you think imma lil bitch for all this crying i been doing."


"Nigga shut up! Our daddy and uncle back there on machines. If you cant cry
now, when you gon cry?"


"Thanks."


"Right. Now listen to me. Dad and Unk are strong as hell. They gon be
straight. But you know we gona have to take care of them till they 100%"


"Imma do whatever i gotta do to get them back they way they was."


"Good bruh. We gotta work together."


As i calmed him down, he whispered in my ear.


"You know im kinda horny."


"Haha me to bruh. We gon have to handle that later though. It would be
right to fuck in these folks bathroom."


Just then g-pa came from the back and told Pat to go back. He came and sat
next to me. I looked at him and smiled.


"How are they?"


"Their ok. They have Cliff out cold, but Jackson was moving a few
fingers. He didnt say anything, but at least I know he heard me."


"That's good. At least we know they can hear us."


"Yea. How are you my boy?"


"Yea g-pa. I gotta stay strong for Pat. He taking this real hard. All he
know is pop. He don't remember too much about momma. Hell i try not to. But
yea, I gotta be tough for my lil bruh. He need me. We all we got. I can
break down. I gotta keep it tough for him."


"Look here boy, thats yo damn daddy and uncle in there. You better not hold
no tears in. Just cause you a man don't mean you aint suppose to cry, you
hear me.


"Nah g-pa. I'm good."


Just then Patrick was coming from the back. He was walking kinda of wobbly
and then i saw him lose his footing, i instantly got up and caught him. In
my ear i heard him struggling to catch his breath. I get him to a chair and
sit him down. One of the sttendants rushes over to see whats going on,
because people are surrounding us to see whats happening.


"Is he alright?"


"He might be having a seizure but he hasnt had once since he was 10."


"I'll get the nurse."


She ran to get the nurse while I was trying to get Pat to look at me but
his eyes were rolled back and his breathing was very fast.


"Come on bro, look at me. Breath, focus, you hear me?"


"So..rry."


"Don't be sorry. Just look at me ok."


"I...can't. It...Its..not..fair."


"Come on bruh. It's fine they gonna be ok."


"Uhhh...huuuhh."


Just then the nurse came out, cleared the area and moved me to the side and
assured me she could handle it. She put Pat on the floor on his side with
his hand under his head, and she started whispering in his ear. I couldnt
hear what she said, but his breathing started to sound good and I could see
his eyes roll back and he was looking at her and she smiled at him. He sat
right up and I ran to him and grabbed him and started hugging him.


"You ok brother?"


While his breath was still weak he answered, "Yea, i think imma be cool."


The nurse spoke up, "We can admit him just to check him out to make sure he
alright."


"No i dont wanna be back there. I'm good just need some water."


"I'll get you some, thanks nurse.


She nodded her head and went back to the ER. I grabbed him and hugged him
tight.


"Don't you ever scare me like that again."


"JC...I cant breath."


"Oh sorry. I just cant all three of yall in the hospital."


"I know. You go see em."


I nodded my head and went to the back. I went in the room and looked at
both of them. They were both sleeping. Their machines were beeping in sync
with each other too, that was freaky. I grabbed a chair and sat between
them and started talking, cause I knew they could hear me.


"You know something. Yall make me so mad. How dare you be so inconsiderate
of how we would feel if you left here? Dad you always told me when I drive
to pay attention to the road. Always look where i'm going. And yo #1 rule,
you fucked up on and got you in here. And you! Not wearing a seatbelt! I
cant believe you! Do you know how dangerous that is! Do you know that we
could lose you! Did you think of that? I guess not! Do you know how much we
love you? I almost lost Patrick in the lobby out there because he can;t
stand that this is going on in here. And me, well. I dont think i could
even live without you dad. And you Uncle Cliff. You like my older
brother. Just thinking about losing either one of you makes me wanna..."


As i was talking I felt the tears well up. I turned away to walk out when i
heard it.


"I didn't raise no punk bitch to be crying all the damn time."


You would think i heard angels from heaven. I turned around and looked at
him looking at me.


"Dad?"


"Yea nigga, get over here."


"You woke."


"Barely. This shit they got me on got me loopy den a muthafucka."


"Dad im just glad you woke. You scared me."


"I know baby boy. Now i feel myself gettin sleepy again, but listen, whats
this about you losing Patrick?"


"He had a seizure in the waiting room dad after coming from back here."


"Damn. Tell that boy i said to calm tha fuck down. I'mma be aight. Shit,
imma G."


"You aint been a damn G in years, old ass."


"Haha. I got yo ass when i get outta here. But let me get some rest
aight. Tell yo brother what I said you here me?"


"I gotcha pops. I love you old man."


I went over and whispered in his ear.


"Oh and when you get outta here, you gotta lot of fucking to make up
for. Both of yall!"


"Oh no doubt, I'm get up in there boy, best believe that!"


I kissed him on the forehead and walked out the room. One of the nurses
approached me.


"Excuse me. That man in that room with Dr. Jackson Carter is his brother,
Nurse Clofford Carter?"


"Yes. My dad and Uncle."


"Yes. You look just like your dad. I'm wondering if you would help with a
patient?"


"I'm just in my first semester majoring in chemistry."


"No. A young man was brought in on an ambulance that looks just like your
Uncle and he wont give us any information. Can you help us?"


"Umm sure. What happened?"


"I'm not suppose to say, but i guess i can tell you. He was in a car
accident. He wont tell us where he was going, or what his name is. We can
obviously see he is in pain. But he wont give us any info so we can
properly medicate him."


As she was finishing talking, we made to a door of one of the other rooms
in the ER.


"This is his room."


She walked in with me and I instantly knew who he was, as soon as he looked
up at me. That complexion, those eyes, and that face. I just crossed my
arms and stared at him.


"Hello Maurice."



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