Date: Fri, 16 Dec 2016 02:02:49 -0600
From: David Achterhof <bigdizzy21@gmail.com>
Subject: coming out of my shell chapter 16

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Chapter 16

	This year seemed to be flying by. Marcus is preparing to go off to
med school in San Antonio with Carl. I want to go with him but I love going
to school here. I don't know if I want to transfer to another school. Yes,
I know how hard a long distant relationship can be; but honestly, I feel
like we have been coming apart lately. I hardly see Marcus anymore. I know
he is super busy, but it's just kind of hard. I don't know, maybe it's
because I'm young but I just want to be near him more. Even when he comes
to bed he doesn't snuggle with me; we haven't had sex in a few weeks. Maybe
I'm being paranoid but I hope he's not cheating on me. "Get that thought
out of your head, Davis! He would never cheat on you". I just need to get
over this and fast. Maybe time apart will do us some good.
    "Babe, have you sent off your admission application yet?" Marcus asked.
    "Ummm, I need to talk to you about that. Hon, I decided not to go." I
replied at almost a whisper.
    "What do you mean you aren't going?"
    "I'm not moving to San Antonio with you next year. I'm sorry, Marcus, I
love you but I'm not ready to transfer school yet. I want to finish here
and then I will go to San Antonio for my master's degree."
     There was silence in the room. I could tell Marcus was not happy.
     "You are telling me that we have been planning to move for a year for
nothing? How long have you been keeping this a secret?" Marcus asked with
anger in his voice.
     "The last few months; I'm sorry Marcus, but I just don't want to move
yet."
     "This is about that guy you have been hanging out with, Hayden, isn't
it?"
      My face looked shocked. "What? This has nothing to do with Hayden. We
are just friends!" Now I was starting to get angry.
     "Oh, yes it does! I see the way he looks at you. He wants you."
     "No, he doesn't! God, Marcus, where is this coming from?"
     "You two have been spending a lot of time together."
     "We study together, is that so wrong?"
     "Oh yea? Study?" Marcus relied sarcastically.
     "What are you hinting at Marcus?"
     "Are you sleeping with him?"
     I couldn't believe he thinks that of me
     "Marcus, I would never cheat on you. I love you. I have loved you
since we met two and a half years ago. I wouldn't be engaged to you if I
didn't love you. And for you to think that I would cheat on you, then you
honestly don't trust me and don't love me"
      "I do love you, but I see the way he looks at you; I see the lust,
the desire. He wants to fuck you!"
      "Marcus, when did you get so damn jealous? I just don't understand
you right now."
      I got up and walked out of the house. I just couldn't take him saying
this stuff anymore. How dare he call me a cheater! I walked to my brother's
apartment. I didn't want to be anywhere near Marcus right now. I knocked on
the door and waited for him to answer.
      "Hey bro, what's up?"
      I couldn't speak and broke down. I started crying as he pulled me
into his shoulder and hugged me as tightly as possible. He led me over to
the couch and we sat down. He rubbed his hand on my back until I calmed
down.
     Mario came home from his job. "Hey, what's up?" he softly asked my
brother.
     "I think he and Marcus had a fight."
     Mario sat down on the other side of me as I gathered myself together.
     "What happened, bro?" Tommy asked.
     "Marcus and I were talking and I told him that I didn't want to move
to San Antonio this summer. He became angry that I didn't want to go and
then he went off on this tangent about me cheating on him with Hayden. I
tried to tell him that we are just friends but he doesn't believe me. He is
convinced that Hayden wants to fuck me and that he already has. After he
accused me of this, I just had to leave before it got worse." Getting it
all out made me feel better but worried too. I love Marcus but if he
doesn't trust me enough, then how can we be in a relationship with me? I
had my doubts about us but I worked through them after realizing how much
he loved me. But I guess his type of love was a deception since he doesn't
trust me to be alone with other guys. Maybe we should just break up and end
our engagement. Tommy had me lay down in his room and I fell right asleep.
     I woke up the next morning still feeling depressed about my fight with
Marcus and I realized I was alone when I rolled over. I heard my phone ring
but I couldn't find it and I realized that I left it on the coffee table.
       "Hello?" I heard; it was Tommy. "Yes, he is here and no you can't
talk to him, Marcus." There was a silence. "Yes, he told me what happened
and you are lucky I didn't come over there and bust your ass. I can't
believe you would think Davis would ever cheat on you!" Silence
again. "Marcus, did he give you any sign that he was cheating?" Silence
again. "Don't say sorry to me. It's not me you have to make up to, it's
Davis, and I don't think he is very forgiving right now. I will tell him
you called but that's it. He will make the next move."
      I got up after that and went to the kitchen for coffee. Mario and
Tommy were there wearing nothing but gym shorts. Damn, even though they are
my brothers, they are both looking hot! I know it may sound weird but it's
true.
      "Hey, big bro, how are you feeling this morning?" Mario asked while
handing me a cup of coffee.
      "I'm okay, I guess. I don't know how I'm going to deal with Marcus
yet. Hey, you guys know Hayden. Do you think he wants me the way Marcus
thinks he does?" There was silence.
      "Well, to be honest, he is a little flirty with you Davis. I don't
think he is to the level that Marcus thinks but he definitely has feelings
for you."
       I lowered my head in shame for not realizing any of this.
      "Hey, what's wrong?" Tommy asked.
      "I just feel foolish. I didn't notice any of this. I just thought he
was a good friend. Please believe me, I have no feelings for him
whatsoever." I was in desperation.
      "Hey, buddy, calm down. We know you love Marcus with every fiber in
your being and Marcus knows this too."
      "Then why would he accuse me of cheating on him, Tommy?"
      "I don't know, bro; I don't know." And he shook his head.
       I decided that I was going to stay with Tommy and Mario until I
figured out what I was going to do. I just couldn't face Marcus right
now. I only saw him once that week when we ran into each other at the
coffee shop. I just turned around and walked out. He tried to come after me
but Carl stopped him. Carl knew what I was doing because I called him and
told him. I wanted so badly to go over to Marcus and kiss him deeply but I
needed to control myself. I needed to figure how I was going to continue a
relationship with him if he could not trust me to be around other men.
      Two weeks had gone by and I decided to talk to Hayden. We were
meeting for coffee and a study session in the afternoon. I needed to be
careful when I approached this as I didn't want to lose a friend, but if it
came to the two of them, he will lose. He is a nice guy but I love
Marcus. That would never change.
      I waited a good while for Hayden to arrive but he never did. As I got
up to leave, I was grabbed from behind and a bag was put over my head. I
fought as hard as I could but the guy who had me was stronger. I decide I
needed to play dirty I slammed the heel of my boot into his toes. I threw
my head back, hitting him in the nose. He released me and I quickly took
the bag off my head. There were four guys, well three. The big one was on
the ground but I knew I was at a big disadvantage. Then Hayden came out
from the corner he was being held by Marcus' cousin; who I had the run in
with a while back. Hayden's face was all bloody. I had to help him no
matter what.
      "Let him go Shawn! This is between me and you. He has nothing to do
with this!"
      "Oh, but he does. . ."
       As Shawn spoke, suddenly Hayden stood up. He was fine. Anger was
building inside of me and I was not going to let him get away with
it. Luckily, I was prepared for this. I reached in my pocket and pulled my
baton out. I always carried it with me. I flicked my wrist. If they thought
they were going to take me easily, they had another thing coming.
      I ran. I knew I need to separate them. I couldn't take them all at
once. They followed but I knew this campus better than they did. I took off
towards the theatre building, running towards the guard shack but there
wasn't anyone there. I heard them coming down the walk. I thought they
would split up but they didn't. SHIT!
      I took off again, cutting across the wooden area that was between the
theatre building and the guard shack. I realized as I got there, I wasn't
out-running them. I needed to find a place to quickly hide and call
Marcus. I beat them to the other side and ran around the theatre to the
black box theatre, which is behind it tucked away. I ducked behind the wall
and caught my breath. I pulled out my phone and began to dial Marcus'
phone. He answered immediately. "Oh, baby, I'm so glad you are talking to
me again." But I cut him off.
      "Marcus, we will talk later! I need your help! Shawn is after me and
he has friends this time! Hayden was working with him! I feel like a fool
but call the cops and hurry! I don't know how long I can hold them off!"
was all I got out.
      "Well, well, well! It looks like we have a caged rat." Shawn mocked.
      To say I was scared at this point was a double underlined
understatement! I stood and turned around. All of them staring at me like I
was a zebra and they were lions, but this zebra is going to fight as hard
as he can!
      "So, anything you want to say before we beat you to a pulp?"
      Shawn stood there with a most sinister sneer on his face. I didn't
say anything. I was not going to give him satisfaction. Instead I sent a
silent thought to Marcus, "Baby, I love you. I'm sorry I let Hayden come
between us. I should have seen right through him."
       I looked at Shawn and prepared myself for the worst. I knew I
couldn't win this fight. I just had to last long enough until Marcus could
get here with the police. The big Gorilla charged at me first, which was
stupid since he was injured. I dodged him easily, hitting on the back of
the head with my baton, making him fall to the ground knocked out. After
that things went crazy. I was dodging the best I could but took quite a few
hits. When it's three on one, you're not going to go unscathed, but I kept
fighting. I had to. If I fell, that would be the end for me.
      Of course, my success didn't last very long, apparently. The big
Gorilla wasn't hit hard enough because out of nowhere he tackled me to the
ground. I manage to slam my palms against his ears, which was a move I was
taught in my karate class. He rolled off the top of me but it was too
late. Just as I tried to get up, Shawn was on me. He kicked me as hard as
he could in the ribs. The pain was intense but I had to try to get on my
feet but it wasn't going to happen. The rest of the guys were on me and
they were kicking me.
      I tried to protect myself the best I could. Then I was kicked in the
head and blacked out. I heard some shouting and vaguely heard my friends. I
also heard sirens and felt someone grab my hand.
      "Baby! Please be okay! I'm sorry I wasn't here to protect you! This
will never happen again! Shawn will never again be able to hurt you!"
      I felt his tears hit my face as he kissed my forehead but after that
I don't recall anything.
  MARCUS POV
      I miss my baby. I wish he was here with me, snuggling on the couch; I
love him so much. I'm such an idiot to think he would ever cheat on me. I
wish I could hear his voice just for a second. (`Ring-ring, Ring-ring') I
picked up my phone and I saw it was Davis. I answered immediately. "Oh,
baby, I'm so glad that you are talking to me again!" I was cut off
immediately.
      "Marcus, we will talk later! I need your help! Shawn is after me and
he has friends this time! Hayden was working with him! I feel like a fool
but call the cops and hurry! I don't know how long I can hold them off!"
was all he got out before I heard Shawn's voice and then the call ended. I
instantly started to panic but I was also out for blood! I'm going to kill
Shawn when I get my hands on him. I instantly called the campus police and
after I told them what was going on, I called Tommy and Mario. They said
that they would be over in a second. I was freaking out. I hope Davis will
be able to hold out `till I find him. "I'm coming my love! Please hang on!"
I said in a silent prayer. They arrived and we left to look for him. I
didn't know where he was as we had to start at the library we found his
stuff on the ground we also found some blood. I was worried If Davis is so
hurt he couldn't hold for long. I started to panic. I needed to find him
but I couldn't figure out where he went as he could have run in any
direction.
        "I found him!"  Those words snapped me back to reality. Tommy is
the one who said it.
       "What do you mean you found him?"
       "I tracked his phone! He is by the theatre building; let's go!"
       Tommy said I was off like a shot with the them hot on my heels. I
made it to the theatre; didn't see him, but I heard a commotion coming from
around the back of the theatre. As the four of us rounded the corner, my
heart stopped. Davis was lying on the ground motion less being kick by all
six of them.
       I saw red like a bull as did the rest of the guys. I charged and
knocked Shawn to the ground, beating the shit out of him. He was going to
pay! I had him pinned as I wailed away on his face. The other guys had the
rest of his cronies handled. I wasn't worried about them; I was going to
kill this son-of-a-bitch. I could hear the sirens but of all my attention
was focused on pounding Shawn. It took two police officers, Carl and Tommy
to pull me off him. I wasn't finished with him. I wasn't going to stop
until he was dead. I have never felt like this before; not even that time
in the mall. I looked around and saw that Tommy and Mario both were hurt
with a busted lip and busted eyebrow and Carl had a big red mark on his
cheek. William looked fine. As for Shawn's cronies, they were all on the
ground beaten senseless, especially Hayden. I'm guessing Tommy took care of
him.  Most of them were moving but a couple were knocked out. The EMT were
called by the campus police as they were heading to the fray.
       I went over to Davis, who was still lying motionless, I grabbed his
hand and cried hard. I kissed his hand and called to him, hoping he would
open his eyes. Carl pulled me off him so the EMT could work on him. I
didn't want to let go. I had let a stupid feeling of jealousy hurt us and
now the man I love more that life is lying unconscious; his face bloody,
his hands cut up and scraped. At least he didn't go down without a
fight. But, that's my baby! He never would, no matter the odds were against
him. Tommy rode to the hospital with Davis. I couldn't do it. I would be in
the way. I had to let them do all they could for my baby.
       We entered the emergency room and were told to take a seat. But I
couldn't sit, I had to go outside for some air and decided to call my dad.
       "Hey, buddy, how's it going? Have you and Davis made up yet?"
       "That's why I'm calling. We haven't made up yet and I have bad
news. Davis was beat up tonight by Shawn and his friends. He had Hayden
drive a wedge between us and now my love is in the hospital. Dad they beat
him like a rag doll. He did the best he could but it was six on one. He
didn't go down without a fight. I know! I saw at least one of the guys with
a broken nose before we joined the fight." I stopped just then because I
was going to cry. I took a deep breath.
       "Dad, I don't know what I'm going to do if I can't have Davis in my
life! He means everything to me!" No use, I cried into the phone, losing
complete control of my emotions.
       "Marcus! Marcus, listen to me. You need to be strong now. I know
it's hard but you must be strong for Davis. We will be there as soon as we
can son. We love you."
       "Thanks, dad, I need you and mom here." I was crying so hard, I
couldn't see to walk.
       After regaining my breath, I went back inside and sat with the
guys. Tommy came out to the waiting room and sat with me and held my
hand. The doctor finally came out from the back.
       "Are you the family of the young man who was just brought in?" he
asked Tommy.
       "Yes, he's my big brother; this is another brother." Pointing to
Mario. "Our cousin Carl; his fiance William and this is Davis' fiance
Marcus." Although Marcus couldn't look at the doctor, he was hoping that it
wasn't bad news.
       "Well, I have examined Davis. You should be proud of your boyfriend,
Marcus. He put up a hell of a fight, considering the circumstances. He has
multiple cuts with bruising on his arms and legs. Luckily, his ribs are not
broken, just slightly bruised. He was hit in the head quite a few
times. Now, I don't think he is in a coma but I don't know when he will
wake up. It could be now, in an hour or even a month but the longer he
rests, the faster he will heal. They are going to move him to a private
room. I will come get you when he has been moved." The doctor left after he
spoke to me.
       I was relieved that he was going to live but I'm scared at how long
he is going to be asleep. I want to hold him, kiss him, make him feel
protected and loved again.
       The doc came out and got us. We went to Davis' room. When we
entered, I went weak in my knees seeing Davis. I couldn't look at him. I
feel like this whole thing was my fault. I felt that I did this to him. I
ran into the bathroom and threw up; heaving until there was nothing left
inside my body. Then I slumped down on the floor and sobbed.  I apparently
fell asleep because I was awakened by my dad who had my head in his lap
rubbing my back. I looked up at him and whispered "dad?"
       "Yeah, buddy, it's me. Your mom is in the room with Davis."
       "When did you get here?" It hurt to talk, my throat was raw from
vomiting up so much.
       "About an hour ago; they just let you sleep until we got here."
       "How long have I been out?"
       "A couple of hours. How are you feeling?"
       "I'm still scared dad. I almost lost him today and I still don't
have him back. I feel like this is all my fault. I overreacted and blew a
small disagreement into a huge deal and look what it has cost me." I said
closing my eyes and then buried my face into my dad's stomach he just held
me while I cried it out.  Jacob's POV
       My heart was breaking seeing my son like this. Like every good
father, I wanted to take the pain away but I couldn't. All I could do was
hold my son as tightly as possible.
       I can't believe my nephew did this. I knew he was an ass but to go
to this level? I cant see my brother raising a son like this, but I will
damn sure find out what the hell is up. His son has hurt mine and that is
unacceptable. Not to mention his son attacked my soon-to-be son, who I love
just as much as if he were my own flesh and blood.
       I wish my son didn't have to go through this. I just don't
understand how people can hate someone for their sexuality. Marcus is a
good man and so is Davis. They're both intelligent, handsome young men who
have bright futures ahead of them. I just don't understand this
world. Maybe I'm too naïve. I know I'm a renowned doctor and here I
am telling myself I'm too naïve to understand the world. All I do
know is that here I am sitting on a bathroom floor holding my 23-year-old
son like he is five, all because my nephew is an asshole. This must stop! I
don't want to have to try to hold my son together like this. He is a strong
man but when it comes to Davis, he completely loses it if he gets hurt.

       Jacob was finally able to get Marcus up off the floor and into the
room but Marcus couldn't go near Davis. He was still blaming himself for
what happened. All he could do was sit in a chair in the corner and stare
at his love. His parents went to get coffee and something to eat. They
asked Marcus if he wanted anything. He said he wasn't hungry but wanted
coffee.
      While they were gone, he stared at Davis, never taking his eyes off
him. The sun was shining through the curtains as he slowly got up and went
over to Davis bedside. He took a hand gently into his own and held it to
his lips and kissed it while his tears dripped on Davis' hand, but Marcus
didn't let go.
       "Baby, if you are in there, please wake up. I love you and I need
you to be with me for the rest of our lives. I'm sorry I turned a little
argument into a huge mess. I love you so much, I became jealous. But that
is so far from my mind now; I just want my baby back with me. I need you
Davis, please wake up for me." He leaned forward and kissed Davis' forehead
before exhaustion finally overtook him and he laid his head on the bed and
fell asleep.
       Davis was trying to respond. "Why is it so dark? Why can't I open my
eyes? I hear people talking but I can't speak. This is weird. I'm scared. I
don't know where I am or what I'm doing. The last thing I remember was the
fight but I don't remember the outcome. Why does my left hand feel so warm?
I hear a voice. It's Marcus' and he's here! I must have been hurt bad
because he's crying. I wish I could reach up and hug him. I want his warm
arms around me."

Hey everybody im so sorry it has been a while since I have posted but I had
a lot of work to do for school an not a lot of time to write but im on
break now so I hope to put up a couple of chapters before I go back

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