Behind Locked Doors | Part 1

Story by Rivard on SoFurry

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#8 of Inner Dilemma


I haven't slept like this in God knows how long.

I don't want to open my eyes, but I know that I eventually will have to. I stretched out my arms in front of me, and I sensed the absence of Kyle. I figured he would be back sometime soon and sort of dozed off again.

After a few moments, I felt a paw scratch the top of my head ever so gently. I gave a moan of satisfaction, but I still didn't open my eyes. Next, I felt Kyle's muzzle press against mine. I kissed back for a moment until Kyle pulled away. I didn't want the kiss to end so I lifted my head a few inches to try to catch the muzzle again with no luck. I opened my eyes with my head off of the pillow and my lips still puckered out, to see Kyle beaming at me.

"Oh my God, that was the cutest thing I've ever seen," he said, "now get out of bed, my mom made us pancakes."

"Pancakes?" I said as I kicked the covers off of me, "Now I'm really excited."

"I can tell," Kyle said as his focus was fixed lower on the bed.

I looked to see what he was talking about; when I saw that I had a case of morning wood. I grabbed the covers, and threw them over my midsection to hide the tent I pitched in my boxers. I blushed under my fur as Kyle laughed at my embarrassment.

Kyle threw my pants to me, "Get dressed you horn-dog."

I quickly put on my pants and found my shirt and threw that on as well. As I stepped out of Kyle's room, the smell of pancakes hit me like a brick wall. My muzzle started to salivate and Kyle and I rushed down the stairs and into the kitchen where Kyle's parents and brother were finishing setting the table.

"There's the happy couple," Mr. Grey said as we walked into the kitchen.

I froze at the spot. "Wh-Wha-"

Kyle leaned into me and whispered into my ear; "Don't worry, I told them earlier this morning." He then sat down at one of the chairs and I sat next to him. A stack of chocolate chip pancakes sat in the middle of the table and we helped ourselves to them.

Cole finished first and ran off to the basement. As soon as he disappeared, Kyle's dad spoke up, "I'm glad that you two are together."

Kyle and I looked at each other and smiled as we chewed our food.

Kyle's dad continued, "Did you guys have sex?"

I nearly choked on my pancake at this question and coughed. Kyle's mom turned to her husband and said in a surprised tone, "Stanley!" She must have kicked him under the table because Mr. Grey jumped a bit and grimaced in pain.

"Sorry," Kyle's dad said, "I just wanted to remind them about safe sex."

"Dad," Kyle said with his paw over his face, "This is really weird to talk about over breakfast."

"So that's a-" Kyle's dad said stretching out the "a" wanting to hear Kyle finish the sentence.

"No!" Kyle exclaimed.

Kyle's dad put his paws up defensively, "Alright, alright. I wont bring it up anymore."

We finished our breakfast and I helped clean up afterwards. It was the least I could do for them. Kyle mentioned that we should head back to campus soon. I said goodbye to Kyle's parents and then we got in the car and headed back to campus.

"I'm so sorry about my dad," Kyle said as he drove, "Asking about sex during breakfast? That was really embarrassing."

"It was embarrassing for both of us," I said. Now that I thought about it, I saw the humor in it. Not many parents would be so open about that.

Kyle parked his car in one of the student parking lots and we walked to the residence halls. It was a little warmer than usual, but cold enough to require long pants and a jacket.

We walked side by side in silence. I reached my paw over to his and took a hold of his paw. He looked up to me, "Are you sure? In public?"

"Yeah I'm sure," I answered, "We're just holding paws, it's not like we're going to be making out and having sex in front of everyone."

Kyle held onto my paw firmly as we made our way to my dorm room. My phone buzzed in my pocket and I let go of Kyle's paw and I pulled it out and it read 1 NEW MESSAGE: JOHN.

-HEY! ARE YOU BACK? I'M OUTSIDE YOUR HALL NOW-

I replied, -IM HEADING OVER THERE NOW. BE THERE IN A SEC-

"Who is it?" Kyle asked.

I got a hold of his paw again, "It's John, and he's outside my hall now."

As we approached my dorm, I saw John sitting on a bench just outside of the door. He looked over as though he knew we were approaching and stood up with a wave. I walked up to him and as soon as I was close enough, he hugged me.

"It's so good to see you out of the hospital."

"Agh!" I said as he squeezed me, "John, the-the stitches-"

"Oh! I forgot about that"

"It's alright" I said was put a paw over the bandage. "Let's go inside, I'm starting to get cold out here."

We walked into the building and headed to my room. I unlocked the door and Kyle stepped in. I started to go in as well when I felt John's paw grab my wrist and pull me back.

"Listen," he said, "I feel bad after our last meeting in the hospital. I don't want things to be awkward between us. I hope that we can continue our friendship without any awkward feelings about what we talked about."

"It's okay," I said, "I'm not going to be awkward around you. Besides, there's something I should let you know about. Kyle and I are," I paused to try to find the right words, "seeing each other."

John's ears perked up at this and looked inside the room where Kyle stood. Kyle heard the whole thing and he simply nodded.

"Whoa! That's wonderful!" John said as he looked back at me.

I couldn't help but form a smile across my muzzle as I looked at Kyle, "Yeah," I said, "He is."

We hung out in my room for a bit and played some videogames. Kyle was really good at them no matter how hard John and I tried, Kyle would always win because, as Kyle put it, "You have to be good if you play against my brother all of the time."

John and I got tired of losing all of the time, so we eventually called it quits. John headed off to his room. Kyle said that he had to go study some, which disappointed me. I walked with him out of my hall when was saw a stallion and a rabbit approaching us.

"Detective Bosh?" I said, perplexed that he would come here.

"Hello Mr. Sampson, Mr. Grey," he said. He then motioned to the rabbit, "This is Mr. Nezbit. He's going to be the prosecutor for the trial. I saw that you were released from the hospital and I wanted to talk to both of you about the trial."

"Okay," I said, a little unsure about what I should expect. "What did you need to tell us?"

"I just want to give you an overview," Mr. Nezbit chimed in, "It will be pretty straightforward. Each of you will be called up to the stand and I will ask you what happened. You will give your statements for the record. After that, the defendant's lawyer may ask you some questions and you will have to answer them as best, and as truthfully as you can. Once that's finished, you won't need to do anything else."

Kyle and I just nodded. I shot a glance over at him. He didn't seem nearly as nervous as me. Maybe he was just good at hiding it. Even though what the rabbit was saying seemed simple, it still scared the hell out of me. After seeing the confirmation, the detective and lawyer turned as walked away.

Kyle turned to me and grabbed my paw, "Don't worry about this, you'll be fine."

"Am I really that easy to read?" I asked.

"Actually, yes you are," Kyle answered.

We turned to continue walking when he heard John's voice yelling, "Guys! Guys!" He ran up to where we here and started to breath heavily.

"What is it?" I asked

"It's Mike," John said between breaths, "He's waking up. His parents just called me. We need to go to the hospital."

My eyes shot open. I looked over at Kyle who pulled out his car keys and said, "I'll drive."

We sprinted to Kyle's car and sped out of the parking lot. My mind started racing and I was feeling of excitement and nervousness. I just wanted to see my friend out of the hospital and this seemed like a big step towards that goal. Kyle broke about fifty laws getting to the hospital, but we arrived in record time. We signed in at the main lobby and headed to the familiar room.

We slowly entered the room and saw that Mike's parents were sitting by his side. When we walked in, they looked up at us. They look like they hadn't gotten a blink of sleep in days. There fatigued faces made them look older, but they put on a smile when they saw us.

Mike's dad leaned in towards Mike and said in a soft voice, "Mike, your friends are here."

Mike's eyes opened a bit more and made eye contact with us and said "'Sup guys."

His voice was weak, it did not sound anything like what I was use to hearing from him. John and I walked by his side.

"Hey Mike," John said, "Glad to see you're doing better."

Mike smiled at this. He then looked at me, "How have you been holding up?"

I was starting to lose my composure, the sight of him still struck me hard. I knew that I couldn't get emotional in front of Mike, so I answered, "I'm fine Mike thanks to you. I got like thirty stitches in my chest, but other than that, I'm good."

Mike seemed satisfied with this. There was still something that I've been dying to tell him, so I spoke again. "Mike, thank you so much for what you did. You risked your life in order to save mine."

"Easiest decision of my life," Mike said, "I wasn't going to just sit there. You're my friend, and that's what friends do. I love you too much to watch you get shot."

I couldn't hold back the tears any longer. They started coming out of my eyes as Mike said that. All I could muster to say was, "I love you too Mike."

I wiped the tears from the sides of my muzzle. Mike looked at me, then at John, and then back to me. "Allen, did-did you tell John?"

"Yes, all thanks to you Mike."

"And?"

I looked at John and he met my gaze. John then added, "I'm still as much of a friend as before, even though I'm straight."

"Oh," Mike said and looked at me, "sorry."

I smiled and shook my head, "Don't be. I found someone, someone who would also like to meet you." I turned around and saw Kyle giving John and me time to talk to Mike. I motioned him over and he came by Mike's hospital bed.

"Hey Mike," Kyle said, "I'm Kyle. It's so good to see that you're doing better. Thank you so much for what you did." Kyle gently held onto Mike's paw.

"You don't have to thank me," Mike said, "I did what I needed to do." Mike paused for a second, "So, Kyle, are you Allen's, ah, significant other?"

"Yes," I said, "Yes he is." I wrapped my paw around his waist and pulled him closer to me."

"Well congratulations," Mike said with a smile. The was a slight pause, then Mike's left eye gave a little twitch. After a moment, it did it again, but a bit longer. Mike shut his eyes for a moment, and then opened them, "Sorry about that. That eye keeps twitching." Just then he raised his left arm and moved it to his side and then it drifted along side of the bed.

John and I looked at each other curiously and a little worried. That's when we heard a series of beeps coming from that monitor beside Mike's bed. Mike was lying there with his eye twitching uncontrollably. I started to panic.

"Mike? Mike!" I said.

Just then a couple of doctors came in. One nurse that was with them got a hold of John, Kyle, and me and pushed us towards the door and said, "You can't stay in here. You have to leave."

All I could see was doctors injecting something into Mike's IV all I could hear was the rushed speech of the doctors. I couldn't move. I couldn't leave Mike now, not again. A paw grabbed me and forced me out of the room. I leaned up against the wall behind me in the hallway and slid down until I sat on the floor.

What just happened?

I started breathing really quickly as I began to hyperventilate. The panic started to subside a little and my breathing became more under controlled. Still, I was scared of what just happened in such a short period of time.

We had to go back to the waiting room. I sat there with John and Kyle on either side of me. None of us said a word to each other. Mike's parents sat a few seats away from us. They seemed really worn out from all that has happened, I felt so bad for them that they have had to go through so much. I don't know how much time passed, but it seemed like hours went by. I hated sitting in the waiting room. I wanted to be with Mike right now. I wanted to be by his side, but I couldn't. I had to just sit on an uncomfortable chair and wait.

After about ten minutes passed, the doors to the waiting room opened and out came one of the doctors that was treating Mike. He spotted Mike's parents and walked over to them. Mike's parents stood up and took a few steps forward. John, Kyle, and I just sat there watching. I couldn't hear what they were saying, I could only hear muttering. I saw Mike's parents' expressions as they became shocked for a moment, and then Mike's mother started to cry as leaned against her husband. Mike's dad also had a sad look on his face as he held onto his wife. Tears escaped him as they stood there. The doctor said something and Mike's dad nodded. The doctor approached us.

"I'm sorry for all that you have gone through," the doctor began, "the medicine that we gave Mike became too much for him to handle. That along with his injuries, kept some of the blood from getting to his brain, and suffered Acute Ischemic Cerebrovascular Syndrome. In other words, he suffered a stroke in the right side of his brain. Mike is still alive, but the stroke has put him in a coma. The coma may last for a couple of days or maybe weeks."

Tears flew out of my eyes. This was too much to take in. I didn't look at the doctor nor did I look at John or Kyle. I fell back into the chair behind me as I stared in front of me in disbelief.

"No," I said quietly. "This isn't happening, this can't happen." I got out of my seat and ran out of the front doors. I had no idea where I was going, but I just wanted to get out of the hospital. I just kept running with no sense of where I was. My legs finally got weak and I stopped and fell on my knees. I knelt there as my vision clouded with water. I saw two figures kneel in front of me. I saw that it was John and Kyle, both had tears in there eyes as well. I didn't want to look at them. I didn't know why, but I just turned my head away. John put his paw on my shoulder and said, "Allen."

"No!" I yelled. I pushed John's paw away from and shoved him. Immediately, He took a hold of me and I pressed my head against his chest as I continued to yell, "This can't be happening! It's not fair! It's not fair! Goddamn it! Why?"

At this point I couldn't speak anymore and I felt the arms of Kyle and I let it all out. I cried into their shoulders until I couldn't produce any more tears. Once all of the tears were out, I just sat there in silence. We all did. We just sat there listening to the sounds around us.

I felt helpless sitting there. I knew that there was nothing that I could do that could directly help Mike, but there should be something that I could do.

Then the idea came to mind, I shook it off as stupid, but it kept popping back up and it seemed like the only option available that could help my helpless feelings.

I stood up, "I need some alone time."

"You sure?" Kyle asked in a worried voice.

"Yeah, I just need some alone time." I answered. "You two can drive back to campus. I'll take the bus. I'll let you know when I get back."

"Allen," it was John's turn to be concerned, but I stopped him before he could say anything else.

"I'll be fine John. A lot has happened in a short time and I need to clear some things up."

John and Kyle still seemed worried, but knew that they were not going to change my mind. John gave me a hug and I returned it. Kyle then embraced me as well. I led him at arms length and moved my paw along his head fur to the back of just behind the ears.

"I'll call you when I get back," I reassured him, "It wont take long."

Kyle and John walked away slowly as I ventured the other way with my paws in my pocket to the nearest bus stop.

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