Date: Thu, 12 Jan 2017 00:34:28 -0600
From: David Achterhof <bigdizzy21@gmail.com>
Subject: chapter 17 coming out of my shell

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Chapter 17

       "It has been three days since Davis was attacked and there was still
no change. I hope he wakes up soon. If he doesn't, I'm afraid of what
Marcus will do." Carl mused as he was sitting in Davis' room with
William. They'd sent Marcus home to get sleep; he had barely left the
hospital since that first night. Tommy has been an emotional wreck as
well. He had given his statement to the police yesterday. Shawn and Hayden
were both arrested and charged with assault along with the rest of their
cronies.

       Marcus returned a few hours later. He looked a little rested and at
least his eyes weren't blood-shot anymore. "Hey guys, thanks for staying
with him."

       "It was no big deal. He is my cousin and I love him almost as much
as you do."

       Carl and William left a few minutes later as they had to get to
class. Marcus wasn't caring about school right now. The only thing he cared
about was Davis. As more days passed, His parents were getting worried
about him. They'd called Carl every day to see how he was doing.  They were
afraid that Marcus was cutting everything out if his life. He never left
the hospital unless Carl threatened him; he barely ate or slept.

TOMMY's POV

       It's been a week and a half since the attack and I decided he needed
to push Marcus out of the room. Marcus needed to get back to reality. He
knew his brother would hate what Marcus was doing. I need to convince
him. Near noon, I went to the hospital alone after sharing my idea with the
others. I stood at the door watching Marcus. I've been there for five
minutes and he never noticed me. Now was the time to play hard ball and
snap Marcus out of this. I made noise as I entered the room.

       "Marcus what are you doing?"

       "What do you mean? I'm here with Davis like I'm supposed to be!"

       "Marcus, do you know what day it is? "

       "Monday"

       "No, buddy, it's Friday and you need to get out of this hospital and
get sleep. You need to get back to living. Davis would hate to see you like
this and you know it!"  Marcus just looked down at the bed not saying
anything.
       "Marcus, you need to get back to a normal life! Your school work is
piling up and you can't keep putting it off `till Davis wakes up. You have
to go back to school." He looked at me with death in his eyes I knew this
was probably going to happen but it had to be done. He is going to be my
family and I won't let him do this to himself.

       "Get out!" There was anger in his voice, "get out of here before you
need a hospital. I am not going to leave his side until he wakes up. I
don't give a damn about school, my future, nothing! If Davis isn't in it,
then I have no future!"
       I could see tears in his eye's but I had to keep going, keep
pushing. If I didn't Marcus would completely shut out the world until David
woke up.

       "Marcus I say this because I love you, but as Davis' brother I am
not allowing you back into this room until you have gotten rest and eaten
something; now go!"
       He turned around and glared at me. "Go to hell! You can't tell me
what to do!"

       "Yes, I can Marcus. I'm a blood relative you are not. If I say get
out and you don't, I will have you escorted out of here.  Now which one do
you want?"

       He stood up and turned around to face me. He looked livid, "You just
try having me removed, Tommy! They will need a whole army to take me out of
here!!"

       "I don't need an army, Marcus, just one person." I glanced to the
door where his father was standing.

       "Dad, what are you doing here?"

       "Tommy asked me to come, and son he is right. You can't give
everything up to spend every moment here. You know Davis wouldn't want this
for you. If you truly love him, you will get back to a life, son. I know
it's hard but you have to imagine how bad Davis will feel when he wakes up
and finds out you never left his side; that you gave everything up to sit
here every single day, to sit here in this room waiting for him to wake
up."
       Marcus just looked at us and everything that he had kept inside
poured out with his tears. "He is in here because of me, it's my fault that
he was hurt. If I hadn't been such an ass, then he wouldn't have been in
that fight with that jerk! I had to be a bitch and blow a small argument
into a big deal. I let my jealousy of another man cloud my judgement and
now look where I am! The love of my life is lying in a hospital bed with a
concussion and your telling me to leave his side. I'm sorry but I can't. I
won't! He needs to know how much I love him and that I'm here for him."
Marcus sobbed, collapsing into his father's arms, crying like a
child. Tommy came over and sat next to them on the floor holding Marcus
hand.

Davis' POV

       God, how long am I going to be in this darkness? When can I see
light?  When can I see Marcus again? When can I see my other friends? I
want to wake up! Why can't I? I know Marcus has been here this whole time
and when I wake up I'm going to kill him for not keeping up with his
studies. I love how he feels about me but I feel bad when I hear him
weeping, pleading with me to wake up, that he needs me and he is sorry for
what happened, that he wishes that he never started the argument.
       "What are you doing?" I hear Tommy ask Marcus. I heard Marcus reply
then they started arguing I could tell what Tommy was doing he knew how I
was feeling, then I heard Dad, then Marcus losing it and crying with his
father. I wiggled my fingers to try to stop everyone from fighting but no
one saw them move, since they were on the bed. I need to wake up! I have
to! I have to do it for Marcus.

Marcus' POV

       Have I really been so obsessed with Davis that I have never left the
hospital? Has it been over a week? I don't see how it's been that long. I
just don't, but here I am, lying on the floor again, with my dad holding
me. What am I doing to myself? Tommy is right. Davis would beat my ass if
he knew what I was doing. He wouldn't want me to give up everything to stay
in this hospital room with him. I must keep going for the both of us. I
must get myself back to school, pick myself up and keep going so that when
my love does wake up, I will still be his hot intelligent stud.
       I stood up and went over to the bed. "Baby, I'm going to go now and
I should be back tomorrow after classes. I love you baby." I leaned forward
and kissed him on the lips, then walked out with Tommy. My dad said he was
going to stay until Carl arrived.

       Jacob took Davis hand, "Well son, your babysitter is gone. You can
wake up now." He laughed at his joke not knowing if Davis heard him or
not. "Son, we love you and want you to come back to us. We all need you,
especially Marcus. You are his rock. You keep him tame. Trust me, buddy,
you should have seen him the night they brought you in. From what I am
told, Marcus was a wild beast. It took four guys to pull him off Shawn and
that was just to pull him off. It took several to keep him from going after
the other guys that were still conscious. Yet, the minute he came out of
his gorilla mode and saw you on the ground, he was by your side in a
second; holding your hand, crying, hoping that you would wake up. So
please, buddy, come back to us. Mother, Marcus and myself, all of us, we
need you".

 Jacob sat back in his chair thinking, praying that Davis wakens soon. He
needed Davis. He loved him as his own son. He is perfect for Marcus. Out of
all his boyfriends, Davis was the only one he ever liked. The rest he
thought were nice but not a fit for his son until he met Davis. Then he
knew that Marcus had found the `one'. He found the man that he was going to
spend the rest of his life with. The man that he would have children with
and the man he would be honored to call son. Jacob was deep in his thoughts
and didn't hear Carl come in.

       "Hey pop! How's it going?"

       "ahh.... Oh, same as usual right now."

       "So how did it go with Marcus?"

       "Well, we were able to get him to leave but he broke down again. He
said he is going to school tomorrow; so hopefully he will keep to his
word." Jacob smiled.

       "Yeah, let's hope so. I know Davis and he would kick his ass if he
knew. He probably does know and when he wakes up he will kick his ass."
Carl laughed. They talked for a little bit more before Jacob left to go
back home to Houston. He had work the next day and was unable to stay.

Marcus' POV

       The next day, when I awoke, I was determined to get back to a normal
schedule. I went to my world lit class and Carl was happy to see me there
as were my other friends. I spoke with my professor.

       "Excuse me, professor Jenkins, may I talk with you after class to
see what I missed the last couple of classes?"

       "That will be fine, Mr. Pedallow, you can follow me to my office."

       "Thank you, sir, I would really appreciate it."

       Class went by quickly and I followed Mr. Jenkins to his office down
the hall. He motioned for me to sit in the chair by his desk.

       "Professor Jenkins, I apologize for missing classes but I had a good
reason. I'm not certain if Carl told you or not but my fiancé is in
the hospital and has been in a coma for almost two weeks"

       "Oh, Marcus, I'm so sorry, what happened if I might ask?"

       "He was attacked. Well, betrayed, more like it, by someone who he
thought was a friend but was helping my cousin to separate us. Six of them
jumped him. He was beaten up badly, taking several hits to the head. He has
been out ever since. My father and future brother-in-law forced me out of
his room yesterday. They finally got it through my thick head that Davis
would kick my butt if he knew what I was doing."  A few tears were falling
down my face.

       "Well, I do hope he is alright and that he wakes up soon. Myself and
my husband will be thinking of him.  Now, about what you missed; you only
missed lectures and one quiz, so not too bad there and you can get the
notes from Carl, I'm sure. Oh, and do you have your paper, that is the
other thing that you missed?"  I looked in my back-pack and found my
research paper on Edgar Allen Poe poem `The Raven'.
      "Oh good, and it won't be late since you were in such a bad
situation. If there is nothing else, I guess that is it. I will see you
next class and please keep my updated-on Davis' progress." I shook his
hand, "Thank you, sir. I really appreciate this."

       The rest of the day I told all my professors the same story and they
all were very understanding of my situation. After my final class, I went
straight to the hospital. I had loads of homework and I would do it there
while I am sitting with Davis. When I arrived, Mario was sitting with him.

       "Hey, buddy, it's good to see you back with the living." Mario said
while coming over to give me a hug

       "Yeah, Tommy and my dad finally got it through my thick head that I
need to stop staying here waiting for him to wake up."

       "Well, I will say this, I can tell when he misses you. His fingers
move indicating that he wants his hand to be held by you." Mario said with
a smile. We talked for a couple more minutes before he left. I put my bag
down and placed a bag of skittles by Davis' bed; they are his favorite I
have gotten him one every day since he has been in here hopefully he will
wake soon or I'm going to have to put them in a drawer and start filling
that up. I leaned over and kissed him on the lips. "I'm back from class,
baby. Did you miss me?" I felt something tickle my hand and it was his
fingers rubbing against my knuckles. "I will take that as a yes." I took
his hand.

       I sat down in the chair, pulled out some homework, put it on the
table and started studying. I finished world lit, went onto advanced
anatomy and physiology and started studying for the test I had next
week. Luckily, this is my best class this semester. It kind of must be
because I'm sitting here not realizing what time it was when the doctor
came in saying, "How is are patients today?" I was startled to hear someone
talk; then looked up.

       "Same as he has been, doc."

       "Well, we can tell there is defiantly a lot of brain activity going
on in there. I think it will be just a matter of time till he wakes. Of
course, he could be faking so he continues to get pampered by you and your
friends" I had to laugh at that.

       The doctor left and I returned to studying. I had most of my work
done when I looked up and saw Davis wiggling his fingers frantically
searching for my hand.  I reached over and grasped his hand and kissed
it. " I'm right here baby I didn't go anywhere".  I sat and held his hand
until it was late and I had to go home. I leaned over and kissed him on his
forehead. "Baby, I have to go. I love you and I will be back tomorrow." I
got up and left as a tear travelled down my cheek. I wish he would wake
up. I want him home with me.


(In Davis' Mind)
       "WAKE UP DAVIS WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP"

Tommy's POV
       It's my turn to sit with Davis. I really am getting nervous. It's
been almost three weeks now and still nothing but I do have to stay
positive for Davis, for Marcus, for all of them. But on my insides, I'm
breaking. I need my big brother. I must talk to him about so many things
that are going on in my life. Maybe I can at least let some of this stuff
out now

      "Davis, I hope you can hear me. I need to talk to someone right now.
A little over a year now, I have been having some serious questions about
myself; considering my sexuality. I have been wondering if I'm gay. I got
turned on when you and Marcus did that show for us at Disney World, as you
could tell. Then, after that night with that jerk, I was cuddled up to
Mario and I liked it.  My cocktail was nestled in between his ass checks
and it felt good, quite good. Now I have been having dreams about him, very
explicit dreams. I'm so scared Davis. I don't know what to do. I would like
to talk to Mario but I don't know how."

      I laid my head down and fell asleep. I don't know how long I was out
but I felt a hand running through my hair I woke up and turned my
head. "Davis you're awake," I exclaimed as I hugged him tight as I could. I
immediately called everyone and told them the good news but I did say to
wait until tomorrow to come up here that he is going to be exhausted and
all of them coming up here would be too much. Of course, Marcus threatened
me with bodily harm if I didn't let him come up there, but I didn't give
in. He finally agreed after I let him talk to Davis. I hugged him again
after the doctors came in and checked on him, I climbed into bed and rested
my head on his shoulder like I was a little boy. He wrapped his arm around
me and held me.

      "I'm so glad that you are awake! I have missed you and I really need
to talk to you."

       "I know little brother, I heard everything you said and I already
knew something was up with you two. I just didn't want to say anything. I
wanted you to tell me."

       Smiling at his brother, "You don't hate me?"

       "I could never hate you, Tommy. I love you. You're my brother no
matter what. Besides, you still loved me after you found out about me. I
also knew about you too but I didn't want to say anything, I wanted you to
tell me." Tommy just snuggled into his brother and went to sleep.

    The next morning Marcus was the first one to arrive. He made it to
Davis' room, smiled, then started to cry. Davis was awake and looking at
him while holding his brother. Marcus fell to his knees crying and thanking
God silently for letting his baby wake up.  He went over and leaned to kiss
him on his lips. He wanted to kiss him harder but Tommy was right there,
and he didn't want to wake him. Davis woke Tommy up so Marcus could get a
proper hug and kiss. The rest of the guys came later and we're so happy to
see Davis awake as they all missed him very much.

       "Guys can you leave for a few minutes I need to talk to Marcus
alone" they all shook their heads and left. Marcus sat in the chair looking
nervous.
       "Davis, please don't start in on me. I'm sorry I dropped everything
and never left the hospital but I felt like it was my fault for you being
attacked! Please don't be angry with me. Tommy and dad knocked since into
me."

       Davis sat there listening to Marcus go on his tangent. "Stop,
Marcus, I'm not angry. Okay, I was, and yes, I would have kicked your ass
but I understand why you did it. You didn't cause this; that son of a bitch
did this, Marcus, not you. Did you hit me? No, so get it out of your head
right now."  We talked for a while. The guys came back bringing food which
I heartily dug in.

       "So, does Marcus still have an ass left?" My smart-ass brother said.

       "I didn't yell at him, you dick!"

       The rest of the morning, I was in heaven. I could see my boys who I
missed dearly. I love these guys with everything in my heart and hopefully,
Marcus and I will be stronger as a couple after this as well. Yes, I know
he was right about Hayden in that he wasn't a good guy but he can't get
jealous every time I study with a good-looking guy. He should know that I
love only him and I will only every have feelings for him no matter
what. He is stuck with me for the rest of his life. I wouldn't have said
yes if I didn't want to be with him for the rest of my life.

       I was released from the hospital a week later but I did still have
restrictions. I couldn't drive or do anything strenuous including sex for a
while, which sucks because I want Marcus so badly. Trust me, when your
boyfriend comes into a room in an itchy t-shirt and tight pants that cup
his perfect ass, I was so horny. They had a celebration party for me a
couple of weeks later for all our friends and family including papa Seth,
my aunt Marie, daddy Jacob and his wife. My dad and papa smothered me with
love and hugs. "Hey! What are guys trying to do? Steal my fiancé
from me?" Marcus asked laughing. "Now would we do that?" They both said at
the same time; Papa putting a leg over my lap and daddy Jacob giving me a
kiss. Mom and my aunt along with everyone else was rolling on the floor
laughing because of Marcus' expression on his face.

       The part about this whole thing is I had to leave school this
semester being out as long as I have been I could never catch up so while
everyone was in school I had to sit at home. I found out quickly that there
is nothing on daytime television. It's a good thing we have Netflix; such a
life saver. I was able to go back to work part time which at least got me
out of the house of a couple of hours.

MARCUS POV

       So I was sitting in the quad waiting for my next class when I got an
interesting phone call

        "Hello." I answered

       "Hello nephew, how are you?"  A voice asked.

       "I'm fine uncle Jason, why are you calling me?"

       "Son, I need to apologize for Shawn. I am so sorry for what he
did. I wish I knew where I went wrong with him. I never raised him to be
like that and I hope you know that."

       "I know you are a good man, uncle Jason. You have been a single
father since your wife left you twenty years ago, and I don't blame you at
all. You can't control Shawn anymore. He is a grown man. I still love you
very much uncle Jason"

       "Thank you, buddy, I really appreciate that I'm glad that you found
that young man Marcus. He is very intelligent and handsome. Hell, I would
even date him."

       "Uncle Jason, are you gay?"

       "Yes, son, I am the reason Shawn came about. It was during my denial
period and I got drunk and slept with his mother and we ended up having a
him, but I guess my punishment for denying myself was to have him for a
son." Jason said. I could hear him sniffling.

       "Uncle Jason, stop right now. Look, where are you?"

       "I'm actually in town. If this went well, I was hoping to see you"

       "Okay! I have one more class and I will meet you at our condo so we
can talk."

       "Thank you, Marcus. I would really like that."

        I got out of my last class and headed to my home. I called my uncle
and gave him directions. I met him outside and brought him into Davis' and
my home.

       "Go and have a seat, uncle Jason, and I will get us something to
drink." I went into the kitchen and grabbed a couple of sodas and a little
something to eat, and went back to the living room. "Uncle Jason, does dad
know your gay?"

       Jason looked downwards, "No, he doesn't. You are the only one that
does."

       "Uncle Jason, why didn't you tell dad?  I mean, you knew how he was
with me. He would have accepted you with no problem."

       "I was ashamed."

       "Ashamed?  Ashamed of what?"

       "I thought that your father would hate me. I'm his older brother, he
is supposed to look up to me and how can he look up to a loser of a brother
who had a kid because he was too scared to admit he is gay?"  He said with
tears rolling down his face.

       "Uncle Jason you know dad is not like that. Hell, he thinks it's
amazing at how well you could be a father and a fire fighter for as long as
you have. You are a great man, uncle Jason. I looked up to you when I was
little. You were always so big and strong. I wanted to be as big and strong
as you were. When dad wasn't around, you were another father figure for
me. You and dad are really close. He loves you very much. Although, I can't
say what he wanted to do to your son after what happened to Davis, but he
still loves you" I pulled him into a big hug.

       "Thanks buddy, I really appreciate that. I went and saw my son after
the attack and I will say this: I hope you don't ever get on Davis' bad
side."

       "Well, some of that was Davis; the rest was me. We found them
kicking Davis after they got him on the ground and I saw nothing but red
and charged like a bull, tackling Shawn and beating the hell out of
him. But I do know that his nose and broken fingers were Davis' doing."

       "So, when do I get to meet my future new nephew anyway?"

       "Soon, he is at work right now but I really want you to talk to dad
uncle Jason. You need too. Besides, he might have a good-looking doctor for
you to meet anyway."

       Jason was silent for a minute, looking at the ground. "Ummm,
actually I am in a relationship presently. It's not just recent. We have
been together for fifteen years but I didn't tell anyone because of my
insecurities."

       I sat there stunned I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "You
mean, I have another uncle you have been hiding from me?"

       "Yes, his name is Billy. He is a police officer with the sheriff's
department. He's a lieutenant actually." He pulled out his phone and showed
me a picture.

       "Damn, uncle Jason, he's hot! He actually looks familiar. Oh yeah, I
have met him before." Marcus said Jason looked surprised "Yeah I met him on
July fourth. Our friends got into a fight with some homophobic rednecks and
he was there with the sheriff who is Davis' uncle." I said with a smile.

       "Wait, his uncle is sheriff Shawn Gray?" Jason asked with a very
surprised look on his face.

       "Yes, he is and a great man."

       Jason and I talked some more until the front door opened and in
walked Davis, "Hey baby, come over here, I have someone I want you to
meet." I said. Davis came over and I gave him a kiss. "Davis, I would like
you to finally meet my uncle Jason. Uncle Jason, this is my fiancé
Davis." Davis stuck his hand out towards Jason not knowing who he was
fully. Jason shook his hand and they started talking.

       "So, Marcus, you finally introduced me to your hunky uncle, the
fireman."

       "Yes, I did but there is something else I need to tell you. Davis,
uncle Jason is Shawn's father. He came here so he could see me and see how
you are doing." Jason couldn't look at Davis he was racked with so much
guilt for what happened.

       "Uncle Jason, if I can call you that, please look at me." Davis
said. Jason slowly looked towards Davis with tears in his eyes. Davis got
up and went over to hug him.

       "Yes, you can call me uncle Jason. You will be my nephew soon
enough, Davis."

       "Just know, I don't hold any grudges against you. You can't control
Shawn. He is an adult; we don't know why he is a jerk and we probably never
will. I have been wanting to meet you and I'm glad I did. Marcus has told
me all about you, especially the hunky fireman part." I said in a low voice
which caused him to blush "In fact, you were Marcus' first crush. He told
me stories of you and him going swimming in your pool you in your speedo
and all. I must say they got me pretty hot." Marcus just looked at me in
complete and utter disbelief and Jason was as red as an apple.

       "Davis, you are so going to get it later, and stop hitting on my
uncle. First my dad and now my uncle. Should I be worried?" Marcus chided.

       "Well, I do like to keep it in the family." I shot back at that.

       Jason busted out laughing "don't worry Marcus I have my own at home
and he is just a hot as Davis here".

       Now it was Davis' turn to have a shocked look on his face Marcus
just smiled and nodded his head. "You're gay?"

       "Yes, son I am and that's what makes me feel even worse about this
situation."

       "Baby, we are the only people that know. So, we can't tell anyone
until he tells dad, which he is going to do, aren't you uncle Jason?"
Marcus asked in a demanding meaner.  "Yes sir, nephew." Jacob said with a
salute. They talked all night with Davis getting to know his new uncle and
seeing pictures of his boyfriend and just like Marcus he recognized him
instantly and said he was hot as well.
       As Jason was driving home the next morning, he was contemplating
telling his brother. How he wanted him to understand how deeply he loved
his boyfriend. Jason called his boyfriend on his way home and told him to
come to his house. They needed to talk about something very important.

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