Lost in Lies

Chapter 15

If Chay had thought that the one comment about him crushing WIK's heart was going to be the end of the matter, he was sadly mistaken. Kim's new single was raging through the university's population like a forest fire and creating strong opinions among nearly everyone who heard it. Even people who hadn't been part of the Chay/WIK argument before, now found themselves invested in it simply because the new single invoked such deep emotions. Some people thought that the words of the song indicated that WIK himself had done something wrong, otherwise why would he need to write a song that was obviously an apology. However the majority of the student population interpreted the song as WIK simply being heartbroken over being betrayed by the person he loved most in the world........ergo Chay!

Even though, as before, Chay tried to stay out of the discussions as much as he possibly could, it was a little hard when people began making it almost impossible for him to find a table at the canteen at lunchtime, or even in the library when he needed to study. The teachers didn't get involved in such things because they were university students and were supposed to behave like adults, including sorting out their own problems, as none of the problems Chay was facing included violence or specific threats, they could do nothing. Chay himself just wanted to stand on the roof of the university with a public address system and shout that all this was no one's business but his and they should butt the hell out, but he simply wasn't that type of person. He never mentioned any of these problems to Kim when he continued to go over and see the other man every week, neither did he mention his complete confusion as to what he felt about Kim's new single. They were his feelings to sort out and he was afraid that if he mentioned anything to Kim, they would lose the relaxed friendship they were beginning to regain.

It was an overcast, Wednesday afternoon and Chay had just finished his lectures for the day. His plan now was to get back to his dorm before the heavens opened and the downpour came, once there he could study the books he had borrowed from the library. He had stopped trying to actually study in the library building itself weeks ago, but borrowing the books and studying in his own rooms definitely had its advantages, two of which being he could have music on while he studied and could eat as much rubbish as he liked (as long as didn't get any on the books). Lost in his own thoughts he didn't actually hear the group walking up behind him, until someone made a firm contact with his back, almost sending him face first onto the pavement. Catching himself, but losing grip on the carton of beef and rice he had bought for dinner, he managed to straighten up and turn to face those behind him. There were four boys stood there, all of which had bothered him before but not like this. Two of the group only bothered him because they thought it made them look tough in front of the girls and improved their chances of getting a girlfriend, the other two were actual WIK fans who didn't like the idea that their Idol was gay...........or rather they didn't like the idea that their Idol was gay and NOT interested in them!

The group quickly surrounded him, making it hard for him to move anywhere unless they allowed it. Chay was not much of a fighter, though he had been taught a few moves by Porsche in the past. You didn't get away with having an uncle who was a gambler and owed money to most of the crime groups and families in the city without knowing at least some self-defence. Not that Chay had ever used what he had been taught, and didn't plan on doing so now, these people simply wanted to use their numbers to make him cower like they had tried before. Chay hadn't let it bother him the last few times and he wasn't going to now.

'Not saying anything slut!' one of the other students spoke confidently.

Chay didn't respond, he simply reached down to try and pickup his dropped food carton as the rumble of thunder emerged somewhere in the distance. Oh great! Just what he wanted! The lack of response obviously wasn't what the group wanted as, as soon as he had straightened up someone had grabbed the food once again from his hands. As he turned, he noticed the container tossed onto the floor once again, this time though it burst open, and the contents spilled out onto the dirty concrete.