I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Surely Evan was mistaken? Alex couldn't be trying to kill him... or could he?
I sat on my bed while Evan watched me from a chair. He looked worried, as if debating whether or not I would believe him.Which of course was a reasonable debate, because I was doubting it.
"Alex?" I asked again, just to be sure.
"But... he can't be..."
"I don't believe you."
Pain shot through his eyes, but also, subtley, a hint of power. Like he was thinking about making me believe him. I jumped off my bed before the look had fully left his eyes.
"Where are you going?"
"You can't, he's there."
"That only means you can't."
He was angry now.
"If I can't be there to protect you..."
"... I don't need your protection. Not from him!"
I grabbed my jacket and work clothes, slamming the door behind me on my way out. And then I skateboarded faster than I had done before to the restraunt. All the time I was afraid that Evan would catch me before I got there. I was also afraid that he wouldn't.
When I entered work, there were only two people there. The manager, and Alex.
"I have to change." I stated, and marched past in to the toilet.
I locked the cubicle and undressed, pulling on my shirt and skirt hurriedly. The I heard the door open.
I came out, and Alex was there.
"What?" I asked, a little rudely, because I was angry at the whole situation.
"You know exactly what's wrong."
Alex's eyes darkened.
"I wondered if he'd tell you."
"Well he has."
"And what? What am I supposed to think. Just about my only friend attacks my boyfriend, and to top it off, he hunts and kills people like him and... like me."
"So it is true." The pain in his eyes was incredible, like he'd just lost something precious.
"Yeah it is. And I'm not active or whatever you call it. Although I actually wish I was. Then I'd stand a chance against both of you."
"Don't ever wish that on yourself."
"Why not? It's going to happen anyway!"
"But you don't have to be evil."
"I don't intend to be." I said, and stormed out. I didn't speak to Alex for the rest of the shift.
I slammed my door and collapsed on my bed, tired and upset. I rolled over and felt my heart rise and crash as I saw Evan, still sat in the chair I'd left him in.
"Have you moved?" I asked. He nodded his head.
"I followed you. But I knew you had to face him first. So I came back to wait. I've been going out of my mind."
I beckoned to him and he crawled on to the bed.
"Hold me?" I asked and he wrapped his arms around me. I felt myself drifting off in his arms, but struggled to stay awake. "I'm sorry."
"No need." He whispered in to my ear, and then I fell in to sleep, rocked in the arms of the man I loved.