Date: Wed, 15 Mar 2006 14:58:27 +1000
From: The Haydster <thehaydster@yahoo.com.au>
Subject: Love On Campus - Chapter 8

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Love On Campus
by theHaydster
Copyright 2006, theHaydster. All rights reserved

Please email me at thehaydster@yahoo.com.au. I need more ideas for the
story.  Note: This story will NOT include sex in the near future, and will
not include graphic sex at any time. This story is a love story.

Chapter 8

The next day I received a letter with the address block printed on it. Once
I read it I felt a chill go down my spine. It told me not to testify at
Gordon's trial, or I would pay for it. It also said that Alex & I should
die anyway as we were "fags". I called Alex immediately and he had received
one too (he checked his mail when I told him). He came over immediately and
we discussed what to do.

The first thing we did was informed the administration of both our colleges
and they called the police. A police car arrived at St. Marks within 15
minutes, with two plain-clothes men in it. The headmaster of St. Marks
(Mr. Johnsson) met them and introduced Alex & myself. They introduced
themselves as Detectives Stans and Andrews. They took both the letters and
bagged them for fingerprinting. They took our prints with a kit that they
had with them so they could distinguish our prints from someone
else's. Detective Stans told us that the fingerprints they got (if any)
would only be of use to prove that they got the right people, as the
offenders probably did not have a criminal record. They also would contact
uni security and see what they could do about our safety.

The headmaster of St Marks asked Alex & I to come to his office. When we
were all seated he told us that it looked like the situation would not be
taken seriously by the police, as this thing has happened before with
trials, but nothing has come of it. Mr. Johnsson also told us that he would
try to get uni security to take it seriously, but he was not very
hopeful. He urged us to be very careful and not to take any unnecessary
risks. We should be safe on college grounds though, as extra security would
be put on, and he was going to inform the college that we had no choice but
to testify. He would also call the head of Burke College and see what could
be done there.

That evening was a formal dinner at college and Mr Johnsson made an
announcement about the threatening letters and urging everyone to keep
strangers away from college, and told them that I had to testify by law. My
friends told me afterwards that they would also keep a closer eye on me,
and anyone would have to go through them to get to me. "Except Alex, I
hope" I told them, which got a laugh. I told Alex about that, and he was
pleased that my friends were looking out for me.

The next few days passed without incident and without any noticeable
changes by campus security. Alex and I spent the weekend at each other's
college, and slept together. I love holding him close to me. We got a few
wolf whistles when we came into breakfast together, which we both blushed
at. It took a lot of talking to convince my friends that we didn't actually
do anything sexual (we didn't).

On the next Monday, there was another letter in my pigeonhole. I saw the
same block printing, but it had no stamp. I took it to the headmaster
immediately, and it was another threat, but delivered by hand. It told me
to drop the charges, "or else". The police took a more serious view of this
one. University security still regarded it as an idle threat. The police
agreed that they had no authority on campus, but they can still protect us
in their power as a citizen when they are on university grounds.

That evening we were walking back to college when some guy walked out of a
dark alleyway nearby. He wasn't threatening or anything, but it scared Alex
& me, knowing how easily people could sneak up on us if they decided to. We
got a map of campus and worked out the safest ways for us to get there. In
other words which ways were best lighted in the evening, and had the least
alleyways.

Gordon's trial was on the next Tuesday, so we only had 7 days to go, and we
couldn't wait for it to be over. Even though he would be locked up, we were
certain that he wasn't the only one that would cause trouble for us on
campus.

I persuaded Alex to take up Tae-Kwon-Do. He thought that it may not be
necessary, but eventually he relented. Alex showed potential and was
started one belt up from the bottom belt (white). The only problem with the
classes was that they were rather late and on the far side of campus. This
involved us walking across campus at about 10 at night.

Thursday evening, when we were walking home we were approached by a guy,
while we were walking in a dim area. He was wearing all black, and was
acting in a threatening manner. He called out "Hey, fags!" Alex approached
him, while I kept my finger on the emergency dial of my mobile phone. "Are
you talking to us?" he said in a voice like steel. "I'm passing on a
message to you two. Tell everyone that you won't testify at Gordon's trial
and you won't suffer. If you do, you won't live" "Is that a threat?" Alex
replied. "Swear you won't testify, now!" the guy said. "I don't care about
your threats, Gordon's going to jail!" Alex yelled. "You'll regret this"
the guy snarled, and walked away.

We reported this to security, and they acknowledged that there was a threat
to us, but also admitted that they couldn't do anything unless a crime was
being committed. They didn't have the resources to provide us with 24 hour
protection, and they wouldn't call in the state police. I presume they
didn't want to admit that they needed help.

Friday night Alex & I went to see a movie at the cinema on campus. We saw
Sorority Boys which is a movie about these guys that get kicked out of
their college for theft, and have to dress up as girls to get into their
college so they can get evidence that they are innocent. At the start they
are real womanisers, but they totally change throughout the movie. It's a
great comedy, but definitely not for kids due to all the sex
references. Alex & I had a great time. We sat up the back and kissed once
or twice when no one was looking. Everyone knew anyway, but we still didn't
want to flaunt it.

When we were walking home we took a short cut through a dark pathway. When
we were about halfway to the lighted area 6 guys jumped out of the shadows
and formed a circle around us. We immediately stood back to back. "This is
your last warning. Swear you won't testify" one of them said. I pulled out
my phone to call uni security, but someone kicked it out of my hands. "Run
for the emergency call point when I attack" I whispered to Alex. There was
a security call point about 20m (60 ft) away. When he nodded I ran at one
of the attackers and laid him out with a kick to his solar plexus. Alex ran
for the call point when they all ran at me. When he hit the emergency
button the call point started making a noise like a siren and lit up like a
beacon.

While this happened the other attackers had pulled out knives. One of them
ran at me and I flipped him over, hearing a horrible crack as his arm was
broken in the process. The next guy caught me from behind. A kick to the
back put me on the ground. I was being kicked by them and then Alex arrived
and started fighting them. I was able to get up and start defending myself
again.  One of the guys hit us from our blind side though, and sent us both
down. Alex was kicked in the chest while I was hit in the side. Alex rolled
himself on top of me, trying to shield me as we heard a car arrive. I felt
a stabbing pain in my side, and then everything went black. The last things
I heard were gunshots.

Eventually I started to become aware again. My first sensation was of pain,
then of light. I opened my eyes. Where was I? My head swam. "You're awake"
I heard in a joyous voice. Then my mum gave me a kiss on the forehead, like
when I was little My mum is 43 and has shoulder length black hair. I looked
around and saw that I was in a hospital. "Where am I?" I asked. "You're in
Mercy Hospital. We've been worried about you. You're lucky to be ok. It's
10 o'clock on Monday. You have been unconscious for 3 days." 3 days? Oh
s**t, the fight, she knows I'm gay! "You know?" I managed to croak
out. "All I know is that you were attacked by some guys who didn't want you
to testify about assault on one of their mates. Is there anything else that
I should know?"

I'll have to tell her, but I need to know about Alex."How's Alex?" "He's
not doing to well. He's in bed 24 in the ICU, and is still unconscious.. He
had severe damage from his knife wound. He was stabbed in the chest. They
missed anything vital when they knifed you in the side. He has a fighting
chance." Hearing that I burst into tears. My mum put her arms around
me. "He can't die. My boyfriend can't die, I love him." Then I realised
what I had just said. I started to panic, and tried to pull away. My mum
held me close and kissed me on the forehead again. "So that's what you
wondered if I knew. I've suspected for a long time. Don't worry Dave, I'm
ok with it, and so is your dad"

They had been feeding me through IV, but now that I was awake they
disconnected the drip. I didn't feel to healthy, but I could sit up in bed,
and later on that day I tried to stand up. My dad came in soon after. I
decided not to delay the inevitable and after we greeted Dad, I told him
"Dad. I need to tell you something. Please don't be disappointed, but I'm
gay" "Don't worry; I'm not angry or disappointed. Is Alex ..?" "Yes, he's
my boyfriend." Dad told me that he was happy for me, and sure that Alex
would be all right. Mum & Dad agreed not to tell Alex's parents. That was
his decision for when he woke up. It was when, not if. He WAS going to wake
up. I swore to that.

Eventually I was able to annoy the nurse enough for her to allow me to get
up and to get me into ICU, as long as I was accompanied by a nurse. We were
approaching the doors when we heard the hospital PA system. "Code Blue,
ICU, Bed 24, Code Blue, ICU, Bed 24" I knew exactly what that meant. Alex
was dying. A Code Blue means a medical emergency, and bed 24 was Alex's
bed. I sprinted into ICU and to his bed, beating the nurse there. Alarms
were going off at Alex's bed. An orderly was there, with a
defibrillator. He placed the paddles on him and hit a button. Alex's body
jolted, but no pulse showed up on the machine. The orderly turned a dial
up, then hit the button again. Still nothing happened. The orderly began
CPR.

 I sat next to Alex and held his hand. "Babe, I love you. Live, fight to
live" I whispered. Nearly immediately the alarms stopped. The monitor above
his bed registered a pulse. The orderly placed two fingers against Alex's
throat, and disbelief spread across his face. "His pulse is strong and
regular" he said, just as the doctor burst through the doorway into his
room. The doctor's mouth opened wide when he heard that, and saw the
monitors. All our jaws hit the floor when we heard very weakly "I love you,
too" come from Alex's bed, as his eyes opened.

The next 10 minutes were a blur while Alex was checked out by the doctor
and the orderly, who were both stunned. Alex's vital signs reappearing so
quickly paled in comparison to the fact that he was conscious and
lucid. Alex seemed in about the same condition as me. 5 minutes later, the
doctor still had no idea what had happened, but agreed for Alex to be moved
out of ICU. I suddenly felt drained, and a nurse came with a wheelchair and
took me back to my bed. I had just got back into bed when Alex's bed turned
up and occupied the space next to mine.

We were both happy to be together, and I would have got out of bed again
and given him a hell of a kiss if his parents hadn't chosen that minute to
rush into the room.

I gave him some time alone with his parents. After they had left he told me
that he said he had no idea why Gordon had attacked us, and the others had
attacked us so we wouldn't testify. They hadn't been informed about it,
neither had my parents, because we were both adults and we hadn't been hurt
that time.

The doctor looked us both over in the afternoon, and said I could be
discharged the next day. He was a bit iffy about Alex, but eventually
agreed. The nurse came in just as the doctor left and told us there was a
police officer waiting outside, wanting our statements.


Please email me with comments and ideas. Flames will be ignored. Davo and
Alex have had a bit of a hard time, haven't they.

thehaydster@yahoo.com.au