Jack knew he saw what he saw.
Jack knew Troy was unnaturally close to Chad.
Jack knew Chad was unnaturally close to Troy.
Jack knew Tanya Danforth considered Troy as one of her own.
Jack knew that Chad thought of him as his father figure.
Jack knew Chad didn't agree with his step-father and there was more to the story than anyone was led to believe but he never said anything.
Jack knew Troy knew that too.
Jack knew that Troy had seen bruises and cuts covering Chad's dark skin.
Jack knew that Troy wanted Chad to become a permanent resident of the Bolton household.
Jack knew the many reason's why.
Jack knew Chad wanted more than anything to keep in touch with his bio-logical father.
Jack knew Chad knew he was doing that for him.
Jack knew David Danforth wanted more than anything to tell his one and only son he was sorry, but pride is a horrible thing to swallow.
Jack knew Troy had invited Chad to sleep over many times, without permission, to escape the burden of rough, white fists.
Jack knew that they shared more than a room during these nights.
Jack knew that Troy didn't really love Gabriella.
Jack knew Taylor Mckessie meant nothing to Chad.
Jack knew Sharpay Evans was out the equation as well.
Jack knew Ryan Evans was just a friend of Chad's, nothing more.
Jack knew Ryan wished it were different.
Jack knew Troy threatened Ryan about that.
Jack knew basketball didn't have the same meaning to the two anymore.
Jack knew the only reason they bothered to show up to practise anymore was for the secretive, stolen moments behind rows of still, silent blood red lockers.
Jack knew that Zeke had caught them in a moment.
Jack knew that Zeke couldn't keep a secret, so he made him "or else".
Jack knew Jason wasn't as dense as he let on to be.
Jack knew Jason was a listener, not a talker.
Jack knew to never judge a book by its cover.
Jack knew Chad was probably over, but that didn't bother him.
Jack knew that Troy would probably be persuading Chad to explain the story behind his latest injury.
Jack knew when he walked in on them he could have a joke about the most recent hysteric that happened in the staff room that day.
Jack knew Chad would always have some part of him hiding behind Troy's pillow or under Troy's comforter.
What Jack didn't know was that that evening was going to be different.
What Jack didn't know was that his assumptions of the unnatural closeness between both young men ran deeper than stolen kisses.
What Jack didn't know was that even the most unsurpassed people can turn ghastly by one pair of lips and a closed door.
What Jack didn't know was that the walls were thinner than he had previously thought and could not imprison the sounds of pure, yearning pleasure.
What Jack didn't know was that on the outside he was smiling. On the inside he was practically igniting.
Jack didn't want to believe such unwholesome activities were being undertaken under his roof; well that's what he kept telling himself. He just didn't want to admit they were smitten.
Jack didn't want to believe such foolishness existed between 'brothers', but then, Jack knew he saw what he saw.
