I'll Paint You Wings, and I'll Set You Free

“It’s just hard when I hate coming in every day because I know I’m only going to get insulted and tormented by a seventeen year old.”

“Do you hear yourself?” Sierra laughs, “He’s seventeen. He is a seventeen year old boy. Weren’t you an asshole at seventeen?”

“I wasn’t nearly as bad.”

She smiles and pats Jack on the shoulder, her manicured nails pressing into his skin. “No, but you also weren’t a leukemia patient, were you? Scratch that – a leukemia patient who’s been in remission twice already but it just keeps coming back.”

“Well don’t you know how to make a person feel like shit,” Jack teases, shoving her playfully. “I know you’re right. He’s just…he really is such an asshole. Sometimes I’m pretty sure there’s something more than just his illness making him that way. But I wouldn’t know – he doesn’t let me get a word in.”


pairing: eventual jack barakat/alex gaskarth
side pairings: martin johnson/zack merrick
warnings: cancer(leukemia); character death
word count: 30,000+