Evan's All-American Collegiate Journey
Disclaimer: I do not in any way, shape, or form, own any of the people in this story or any element of the WWE universe. This is strictly fiction.
Author's Note: This story is an Evan BourneXJack Swagger story. In this story, some of the characters will be called by their real names so I will tell you who I'm talking about when I introduce them.
Content Warning: This story includes mild violence, strong language, and lots of hot steamy slash.
Recap:
"Whatever, Kof! I'm so glad that I finally have someone to express my feelings for guys with," Evan told Montel.
"Um…glad I could be your gay-to-gay friend...?" Montel said.
"You're in for it," Kofi warned.
All three guys laughed.
Irony…was something Evan would never expect to have a role in his life…
…at least not in his love life.
Chapter 3: Hard Life Swagger
Jack sighed. It was only his third day living in the same room as Evan Bourne, and it wasn't exactly peachy. But thankfully, Evan was currently out with some friends and Jack had the room to himself. Jack pulled out his iPod and started playing some music.
Laying his head back to the pillow, he started drifting off into his own world.
"I can't stand the guy," Evan told Natalya; the two of them, plus Kofi and Ted, Cody, and Montel were sitting outside at the fountain.
"It can't be that bad," Natalya insisted.
"It is," Evan replied, "Anytime I even play rock music, he acts like I'm freaking stabbing him in the chest."
"Well, not everyone loves the same things, Evvy."
"Who doesn't like rock music?" Evan exclaimed. Montel, Kofi, and Cody coughed.
"Your loss!" Evan said.
"Evan you should seriously try to work it out with Jack," Natalya said. "You two are roommates and that fact isn't changing anytime soon?"
"And what if I switch dorm rooms?" Evan replied.
"You're too much of a persistent little guy to give up that easily," Kofi told him. No one knew Evan better than he did; Evan didn't give up very easily and usually didn't stop until his wishes were granted.
"I'm not little," Evan said. "I'm just a little bit shorter than most other people."
"My point exactly, you're little," Kofi laughed.
"This isn't funny! I hate my roommate!" Evan shouted playfully.
About nine years ago, a nine-year-old Jack Swagger was walking to the grocery store with his father.
"Jack, what did your mother say she wanted from the store again?" Jack's dad asked.
"Umm…a Hershey's Chocolate Bar with Almonds?" Jack beamed.
"Nice try, son," said Jack's dad, who ruffled Jack's hair with his fist, "but what did she really ask for?"
"Milk, eggs, and a loaf of bread," Jack said.
"Okay let's hurry up so we can get back and catch Monday Night RAW," Jack's dad said.
Jack and his father entered the local grocery store and Jack told him that he would pick the eggs up.
"Be careful with them, Jack-o," his dad said before going to the other side of the store.
Jack carefully picked up a dozen eggs and was about to find his father when the grocery store door slammed open.
"EVERYBODY STAY RIGHT WHERE YOU FUCKING ARE!"
Jack cringed immediately.
A man in a black outfit and ski mask snatched a woman's purse and threatened her before going to the cashier and demanding money.
Jack's dad had just got in line when he saw the man, who, unbeknownst to him, was the robber.
"Sir, I only have two items, can I please check out before you-"
The robber turned around and grabbed Jack's dad by the collar. "What was that, grandpa?"
Jack, carefully cushioning the eggs, ran up to the cashier, where he saw his dad and the robber. "Hey, leave my daddy alone!" Jack screamed, instantly kicking and punching at the robber's leg.
The robber just laughed, said "Mind your own business, kid," and shoved Jack onto the ground.
Jack's dad was pissed. "Don't touch my son, you jackass," he said before he punched the robber clear in the face. He was about to go in for another strike when the robber pulled out a shotgun and shot three bullets, hitting Jack's dad in the chest, arm, and leg. Jack's dad collapsed instantly.
Jack was devastated. He ran to his dad, who was bleeding profoundly. "Someone call 911! Please!" Jack screamed at the top of his lungs. The robber had made a clean getaway.
Jack felt his father's hand grab his. Jack focused on his dad again.
"Jack, I'm sorry this had to happen…" his dad struggled to say. He was bleeding out his mouth as well.
Jack squeezed his hand. "This isn't your fault dad, it's mine; you were just trying to protect me..."
Jack's dad grunted in pain. "No it isn't Jack; I would have protected you anyway. You and your mother are my pride and joy." Jack's dad knew he didn't have much time left. "Jack, I love you. Tell your mother I love her too. I know I'm not going to be able to make it until the paramedics get here."
Jack started tearing up. "Dad, please don't leave me!"
"Jack, I can't stop the inevitable. Just promise me one thing."
"What's that, dad?"
"Take care of your mother…and when you grow up and have a family, take care of them as if they were the most important things in the world. Always remember, I love you more than you could ever imagine…goodbye, Jack-o." And with that, Jack's dad slipped out of consciousness…
Jack knew his dad was dead. He broke down in what seemed like endless tears.
Ever since then, Jack developed a much more assertive personality; some people said he was a jerk, an asshole, and many other things. But he didn't care. No one knew what he had gone through.
Jack's thoughts were interrupted when Evan suddenly entered the room.
Evan sighed. Natalya was right, he had to try and make some sort of peace with his estranged roommate. "Hey, um…Jack…" Evan started.
"What do you want now?" Jack spat.
"I was wondering if you wanted to go play some pool sometime or something…"
Jack's mouth shut up. Was Evan actually trying to set some peace? If he was, then he was lucky, Jack was bored anyway.
"I don't care. When?" Jack said nonchalantly.
"Um…now?"
"Fine. Let's go." Jack put up his iPod and picked up his phone before Evan opened the door and exited.
Wow, Evan isn't that bad looking…in fact he's kind of cute, Jack thought. Wait, what the hell? I don't like that little twerp. I'm just going to play some stupid pool and that's it. It's not like it's a date or anything.
But Jack honestly wouldn't mind considering this a date with Evan. He wasn't going to show it though.
Jack and Evan played for a while in the lounge. Everything was going smoothly; Evan was lining up his ball and he shot it into the hole.
"I win!" Evan cheered.
"What?" Jack said. "You cheated!"
"What are you talking about? Did you not see me shoot that ball?"
"It was my turn."
"No it wasn't."
"Yes it was. So shut up."
"You shut up, you little twerp!"
"Make me, you stupid ugly cow!" Evan said, even though he subconsciously thought the exact opposite about Jack.
"Real mature, idiot."
"You're the idiot."
"I'm not the one who just cheated in this game."
"I didn't cheat, you dumbass. Why don't you just cry home to your stupid fucking daddy?"
Jack had enough. He shoved Evan; Evan flew across the pool table onto the ground.
"Don't EVER talk about my father, you stupid little dumbass fucker!" Jack yelled before walking off towards the dormitory.
Evan sighed. Would he and Jack EVER be able to get along?
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