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The Lover And The Liar

Nikki stepped up to Mike before promptly smacking him across the face, leaving an angry red handprint on his cheek. "Why the fuck is the rumor that Jake and your slut are holed up in his little room going around?" she snapped, her voice seething with anger. "We had a deal you little worm."

Mike chuckled, looking up at Nikki from his seat at the table in the empty dining room. "They are up in his room together, but with what I'd told him last night, he's not going to want Jake for long," he explained, picking up his glass of iced tea and taking a drink. "Besides, I'm not the one letting my little pet run around without a lease, now am I? I know how to control Evan, I'm guessing I can't say the same for you and Jake."

Nikki reared back for another slap but before it could land, Mike grabber her wrist.

"Hit me again and I swear I'll knock your teeth out you money grubbing, attention whore, bitch. Just try me, I dare you," he warned, firmly squeezing her arm before letting it go. "I'm going up to my room. Now, if you want Jake, you figure out how to keep him. I didn't agree to take care of your problems."

Nikki growled, rubbing her sore wrist and watching as Mike left the dining room, leaving his half eaten breakfast and almost full glass of iced tea next to the ornate plate. "Fine," she murmured, leaving the dining room and walking back up to her room. "I'll take care of this alone."

Evan's eyes fluttered open, an ocean of blue in front of him. He smiled softly, the blue eyes in front of him caring. "Jake," he murmured, thinking back to the night before, remembering that after he'd kissed Jake, they had laid back, talking for only a few moments before he'd fallen asleep from the emotional exhaustion of the day. "Good morning."

"Good morning," Jake whispered back, wetting his lips lightly with his tongue before leaning in and pressing his lips against Evan's in a morning kiss. "Did you sleep well?" he asked, after pulling away from the soft, chaste kiss.

Evan eased into a sitting position, stretching his arms above his head, and yawning. He shied away from Jake's eyes and nodded. "Did you sleep okay? I mean I kinda toss and turn sometimes," he murmured, looking up into the dark blue eyes.

"Like an angel," Jake whispered back, sitting up and pulling Evan into his lap. He pressed a kiss to the back of Evan's neck, earning a deep moan. He smiled, hugging Evan to him tightly. "Do you think we could talk about a few things after breakfast?"

Evan nodded, closing his eyes. "Is it something bad?" he asked, unsure of where their conversation may go.

Jake shook his head. "No." He loosened his grip on the smaller man and sighed, letting the other man turn so their lips could meet again. This time Jake's hands eased up Evan's back, his fingers delving under the dark shirt, the other man's hands in his already tousled hair.

Evan groaned, allowing his mouth to open and let his tongue slip out to run over Jake's lower lip. He moaned loudly when Jake's tongue moved to caress his slowly, gently as those hands moved down his sides to rest on his hips.

Jake pulled only after sufficiently tasting every crevice of the moist cavern of Evan's mouth. "I don't want to go to fast," he whispered, his fingers trembling against the warm skin of the smaller man.

Evan nodded, smiling softly. This was the first time someone had wanted to take it slow with him, and he didn't want to rush anything with Jake, he meant too much to him for that. "I don't either," he murmured, his forehead resting against Jake's. "I'm sorry for everything that happened."

Jake shook his head, leaning in and kissing Evan's lips lightly. "Hush," he muttered, one hand moving up to cradle the back of Evan's head, his fingers tangling in the short brown hair. "Don't bring it up. It doesn't matter now." He kissed Evan again, this time pushing him back so he lay over the smaller man, their lips fused together, their bodies pressed together.

Evan groaned, sure that nothing could ruin the time he was spending with Jake. That was until the phone rang and Jake pulled away to answer it with an irritated hello.

"Oh hey, John," Jake said, sitting back on the bed. He reached out to pull Evan into his lap, his free arm wrapping around the smaller man. "What do you mean, I'm going against Evan tonight? How do you even know this?"

"Just listen to me Jake. You and Evan have this match. Mike set it up. Please, just work with it. I have to go, Phil's calling me." With that he hung up.

Jake sighed, looking down at the little angel in his arms. "I guess I'm your opponent tonight," he said, leaning in and pressing a kiss to the side of Evan's head. "I want you to do something for me tonight."

"Anything," Evan answered, looking back into the sapphire blue eyes that he loved so much. He waited, looking into Jake's somber face. "Jake, what's wrong?"

"I want you to beat me tonight," he finally whispered, holding Evan tighter. "I know that I'm supposed to go the entire year without losing but, I want you to be the one to defeat me." He smiled slightly, knowing that he was only killing his record and chances to make it higher in the business but at that moment he didn't care. "Can you do that for me?"

Evan was shocked. "But Jake, that's like career suicide. I could never actually beat you," he whispered, looking down at his hands that were clasped in his lap. "I can't…"

Jake leaned in and pressed a kiss to the long column of neck. "Please Evan. I've never asked you for so much in our entire friendship but I want it to be a message to everyone. I want everyone to know that I'd do anything for you and that I'm yours and no one else's."

Evan sighed, nodding finally. "I'll do it. But you have to put up a real fight Jake. I'm not going to go out there and just pretend that I'm beating you to a pulp," he finalized, turning slightly and capturing Jake's lips. "Now it's sealed." He smiled, getting out of Jake's lap and walking over to the big window.

Jake got up and followed, wrapping his arms around Evan's shoulders and leaning in to press their cheeks together. "I love you Evan," he whispered, looking down at the street with the few people walking around.

Tears entered Evan's eyes suddenly, the words so powerful and heavy. He tried not to sob out loud when his breathing started to become harder as the tears slipped free. At that moment in time he actually felt loved. He felt like he had when he was with Matt, wait, he felt better than when he was with Matt. His voice was gone as he tried to return the three words.

Jake pressed a finger to Evan's lips, effectively hushing him. "You don't have to say anything," he murmured, pressing another kiss to Evan's cheek. "I want you to be completely ready when you say it."

Evan nodded. "Lets get some breakfast Jake," he said after a moment of silence between them. "And we can talk about what ever you want."

Jake opened the door to the little café down the street from the hotel and waited for Evan to pass though.

"And I was told chivalry was dead," Evan snickered, holding the door for Jake to pass through behind him. "You gonna get a big breakfast again?"

Jake shrugged. "Well I can't live off grape fruit and water," he returned, more or less poking fun at his ex-girlfriend. "Unless you want me too."

Evan shook his head quickly. "No!" he snapped, making the waitress that was coming to seat them stop with a curious look. "Oh, I'm sorry, I was just talking to him. Sorry about that." Evan was embarrassed as they walked over to the table and were seated with menus. "I can't believe you let me do that with someone right there."

Jake only snickered, looking over Evan's red face. "It makes you look cuter, that's all," he admitted, reaching over and touching Evan's hand with his gently. "I won't do it again."

Evan smiled slightly, liking the light heartedness of the other man. It was a welcome change from all the brooding and hate he was always around. "What did you want to talk about then?" he asked, finding that he would only have a one thing off the menu.

Jake set down his menu and looked into Evan's dark eyes. He wanted to be completely serious. "I want you to leave Mike and be with me," he said, his voice monotone. "I want you to myself and I'm not going to play little secret games with that abusive asshole."

Evan sat up a little straighter, feeling like a little kid getting scolded. He looked down at the table and thought. Jake had never demanded anything out of him, at least nothing so serious. He looked up into the blue eyes and he nodded. He knew he couldn't go on living like he was with Mike. He had to get out while he had a chance and alive. He smiled slightly. "I'll tell him tonight at the show. Then we can go out together."

Jake nodded, his somber face lightening up. "Good."

Evan was almost floating around the locker room. He was ready for the night to be over so he could just go back to the hotel with Jake. He was ready to go out there, put on his show, and then tell Mike that they were over. He went out, dressed in his gear and ready for his match. He was walking around catering, finding Kofi and deciding to sit with him and watch the show for a while, at least until his match.

He bounded out, smiling uncontrollably as he found his way to catering and sat down next to Kofi, who at that moment was nibbling at some small snack with his eyes glued to what was going on in the show. "What's going on?" he asked, looking at the big screen and seeing Mike and Jake arguing. He smiled, knowing that Jake was secretly telling Mike to back off and that he wasn't going to be the one with Evan anymore.

"Jake's getting a little possessive, don't you think?" Kofi asked, startling Evan and making him jump a bit. He looked over at the other man with a smile.

Evan shrugged, hoping to be mysterious but knowing he was failing, the smile one his lips giving him away. "I better get out to the curtain. I'll see you later Kofi!" he said, getting up and bounding away, leaving Kofi to shake his head with a chuckle.

He waited for only a few minutes before his music hit and he was off, ready to start his match, and show in their sneaky way that he was through with Mike and that he was moving on. He yanked off his shirt and watched Jake come down the ramp, watching the sexy push ups before the other man jumped up and their eyes met.

Jake couldn't help but break his predatory grin that he always wore to smile at the smaller man. He was ready, ready to break his streak and show to everyone that he was going to be with the smaller man.

Evan wrestled hard, knowing that Jake could easily take him if he wasn't holding back. He was getting winded when he heard Mike's music hit. His head turned, the look on Jake's face saying it all.

Jake waved for Mike to come down to the ring, wrapping his arms around Evan in a secret hug before delivering a belly-to-belly throw. He got up, his eyes narrowing at the other man, earning the attack from Evan, only to get pinned after a shooting star press.

Evan relished in his victory, looking back at Mike and showing that he wasn't afraid. He listened to Mike, talking his usual trash talk, only this time he didn't care. It was just talk, nothing Mike said was going to really do anything.

Jake watched Mike walk away with an all knowing look in his eyes. "Bastard," he mumbled, getting up from the ring and heading back to the curtains. He waited, pulling Evan to him when he too passed behind the black curtains. "Thank you."

Evan relaxed in his arms. "I didn't do anything." He chuckled, Jake's stubble tickling his cheeks when the other man leaned in for a kiss. "I think we should go back to the hotel and celebrate," he suggested, tugging on Jake's hand so they could change and spend the rest of the night alone.

Jake nodded, following like a giddy high school girl with the hottest boy in school.

Once they got into the room and their things were dropped, Jake was attacking Evan's neck with his lips. He nipped and sucked at the soft skin, eliciting moan after moan, until finally both of them nearly ripped Evan's street shirt off of him.

Evan fell to the bed, reaching up for the other man to join him. "Please Jake?" he asked softly, his dark eyes half lidded and filled with love.

Jake nodded, pulling off his own shirt and easing his way onto the bed. He smiled, wrapping his arms around Evan's shoulders and leaning in to press a gentle kiss to the soft lips. His body towered over Evan, making him feel like he was protecting the other man from anything and everything in the outside world. "I love you Evan," he whispered, kissing down the soft cheek to nip at the small ear.

Evan smiled, closing his eyes and pressing his lips to Jake's cheek. "I…."

Evan didn't get the chance to finish as the phone rang loudly next to them. He looked over at the offending item before looking up at Jake. "You're phone," he whimpered, looking sheepishly across the room at something else.

Jake groaned in aggravation before getting off of Evan to pick up the offending object and mutter an irritated sounding hello. "Whoa, slow down Brie, what's going on?" he asked, sitting down on the bed before jumping up again. "Shit! I'll be right there. Don't go anywhere, we'll ride over together. Yeah, Bye."

Evan sat up, it had to be serious if Jake was already pulling on his discarded shirt and looking around for his shoes. "What's wrong Jake?" he asked, getting up as well, but staying in his state of dress.

Jake turned to Evan after slipping on his second sneaker. "That was Brie on the phone," he whispered, pausing for a second, "Nikki's in the hospital. She just tried to commit suicide."

(A/N): Thank you Linkin Park for getting me out of a writer's block rut! Anyway, past only the awesomest and my favorite band in the world and back to the story. Lol. Well, Nikki and Mike are arguing, Jake and Evan are getting even closer, and pissing Mike off, and Now Nikki. And Survivor Series is coming up. It's a make or break time. What does everyone think? Like it? Let me know guys! Really, you have no idea how wonderful it is when you guys review and tell me what you think. They are pretty much the best things ever! Anyways, title is The Lover And The Liar by Chiodos.

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