Chapter 9
All These Lies


Evan and Jack had been living together comfortably for a few months. They couldn't believe all the things they had in common. Evan loved that they never argued not once. Nothing could be this perfect. Nothing, but it was, and Evan could live with that.

"Jack! Come help me in the kitchen!" Evan called out into the spacious apartment.

"Coming." Jack walked into the kitchen and kissed Evan's cheek, "What am I helping with, love?"

"Can you cut the vegetables for the tacos?" Evan smiled up at the blonde.

"Of course, I can." Jack pulled out a knife and started chopping. The two fell into a conversation over their job. Evan was unsure they'd finish on time. Jack continued to reassure him that they would.

As they were talking Jack hadn't noticed he'd cut his finger, but Evan did. "Jack!"

"What?"

"You cut straight through your finger." Evan rushed over to look, but Jack had already wrapped it in a towel.

"I've got it." Jack smiled small.

"Let me see it." Evan insisted.

Jack shook his head, "No, no. It's fine. You keep your eyes on the meat. I'll take care of this."

"Jack, it's not fine. The meat is off. Let me see, please. I don't like that you're hurt." Evan pouted.

Jack kissed the top of Evan's head, "I am fine. My finger is fine. Don't worry."

"Jack…"

"Babe, it's alright."

"No, it's not. There's no blood on that towel." Evan pointed.

Jack looked at the towel knew he was close to being found out. He couldn't let Evan know. He just couldn't. He'd kept it hidden for all of Evan's life.

"Jack, let me see your finger." Evan's worried voice was all gone, replaced by a firm tone.

"Babe…"

"Jack."

Jack sighed and pulled the towel off his hand. There was no cut. No indication that Jack had even been injured, "Let me explain, Ev."

"I know I saw you cut your finger."

"You did."

"But there's no blood and no cut."

"Let me explain."

"What are you?" Evan took a step back so he could look at Jack without having to look up.

"Honestly?"

"No. I want you to lie to me." Evan snapped.

Jack sighed, "I'm a Guardian Angel."

Evan scoffed, "Jack, I said I want you to be honest."

"I am. I'm your Guardian Angel."

Evan shook his head, "No. There's no such thing."

"Yes, there is." Jack crossed his arms.

"Where's your wings?" Evan asked sarcastically.

"I haven't earned them yet." Jack pursed his lips.

"And why not?" Evan stepped closer again, "Because you aren't a Guardian Angel?"

"No." Jack stated, "Because I used to get into a lot of trouble when I was younger."

"Suuure. What did you do? Fly through a window?" Evan shook his head and laughed with no humor.

"I hung around with a demon named Punk."

Evan froze. Demon. Angel. The fuck? Punk was a demon? No. That wasn't true. He was a regular human just like he and Jack. Evan shook his head, "Yeah, right."

"Evan, he tried to kill you five years ago. The only reason he couldn't was because I came in. I saved you."

"Yeah, I know. You were the doctor."

"No. I wasn't just the doctor, the nurse-I was an angel. I stopped Punk from claiming your innocence and taking you away from me. You don't understand how important you are to me."

"There are no such things as angel or demons. There just aren't!" Evan yelled throwing his hands up.

"Then why do I know that your parents abandoned you when you were six?" Jack asked.

Evan turned and looked at Jack, "How the fuck did you know that?"

"I've been with you since you were born. You were put under my watch."

Evan started walking away from Jack, "You're fucking insane."

"Evan." Jack followed, "I'm telling you the truth."

"Fuck you! You're a stalker, a liar and a loony. Stay the hell away from me." Evan spat.

"Ev, please don't say that."

"Jack Swagger, stay out of my damn life. I never want to see you, again!"

Jack closed his eyes, "If that's what you really want."

"That is what I want."

Jack nodded, "Then I'll go."

"Fine." Evan said crossing his arms.

Jack walked over to the window, "I love you, Evan. I always have, and I always will."

"Wait a minute, Jack. Don't you dare jump from that window." Evan uncrossed his arms. He was close to freaking out.

Jack opened the window and stepped out onto the ledge, "Bye, Ev."

"Jack!"

Evan ran to the window, but it was too late. Jack had stepped out. When Evan looked down to see where Jack's body had landed he didn't see it. He searched frantically, but he couldn't see him. He looked to his right and left to see if Jack hadn't grabbed on to the railing, but he hadn't. He was just gone.