My Personal Angel

“Is that really what you’re going to wear,” Jack asked, sitting on my bed.

“You’re a guardian angel, not a fashion angel. Let me dress how I want,” I snapped back.

“No wonder you’re single.”

“That was rude; can I get a nicer angel?”

“Sorry, you’re stuck with me.”

He climbed off my bed and went through my closet. He pulled out black skinny jeans, a white shirt and a red and black flannel. He laid them on my bed and motioned for me to try them on. I looked down at the sweatpants and black shirt and sighed, I’d try it to make him happy. I just wanted to be comfortable though. It was still weird to wear things that were tight ever since I got my casts off. I was uncomfortable showing my arms too because they were very different colors, my left one rather tan while my right one was white as snow.

“Just give it a try,” he told me.

“Fine but I’m going in the closet because you just want to see me naked,” I replied.

“Fair enough.”

I picked up the clothes and went into the closet. I changed into them and walked out. Jack looked up from his hands and smiled, giving me a thumbs up. He stood up and I never realized how tall he was, I wasn’t short by any means but he was still taller than me, not by much but enough. He fixed my hair and smiled at me softly. Ever since he came into my life he had become one of my best friends, which was probably because he was with me literally all the time. There were times where I forgot that no one else knew him, hell, I still wasn’t sure that he was real all the time.

“Why do you care about my appearance so much,” I asked.

“Because it means a lot, also, it’s not like mine matters because you’re the only person that can see me,” he answered.

“Yet you still do your hair every day.”

“Dress for the job you want, not the job you have Lexxyboy.”

“And what job would that be Jack?”

“I don’t know, I never really thought about it while I was alive… maybe being a rock star or a firefighter, I don’t know, I never got that far really.”

“That’s kind of sad.”

“Eh, it’s normal for me Lex, I mean, it’s been a few years, I should be turning twenty one soon but instead I’m forever nineteen. It is what it is; no one said life was fair.”

I sat on the bed and he sat next to me. He put his arm around my shoulder. The first time I ever actually touched him it was shocking that he was actually tangible but now it was normal. He was like a real person except perfect. He was also the one person that knew every little thing about me, probably because I knew he wasn’t going to judge me for it. Or at least if he was judging me he hadn’t expressed it. It was still weird to me that no one else could see him but I guess that’s just how things work out. I was slowly getting used to it.

“So what’s the best thing about being dead,” I asked.

“Honestly, do you know how many concerts I get into for free,” he laughed.

“That does sound pretty sweet.”

“Yup, side stage too. When no one can see you there’s no one that’s going to stop you and that’s kind of my motto.”

“Oh, my motto is life is short buy a puppy.”

Jack laughed at that before regaining his composure. He smiled at me before looking back to the floor, he really liked to focus on things like floors and ceilings, it was kind of weird but who knows what’ going through his mind, he is dead after all. It might’ve just been something that I wouldn’t understand for quite a while so there was no telling.

“Well, I have to go to band practice, I assume you’re coming with,” I said.

“Of course I’m coming with, that’s my job,” he replied like I was stupid.

I walked down the stairs and knew that I wouldn’t see Jack following me. He stayed with me even when I didn’t see him and that had grown to be really comforting. I grabbed my guitar case from beside the door and walked outside to wait for Zack. There was no way my parents were going to let me drive for a while and honestly I don’t blame them. I don’t think I trust myself to drive right now either; it was just easier right now. Zack and Rian were fine with picking me up even though I lived pretty far away from everyone. I threw my guitar case in the trunk and climbed in the passenger seat of Zack’s beat up Ford. I looked in the rearview mirror and saw Jack sitting in the back. I rolled my eyes and help in a snicker, he really was a dork a lot of the time.

“It’s good to have you back Lex, glad you’re okay too. That was scary as hell to hear about,” Zack said.

“It was scary as hell on my end. I’m gonna be rusty, just a warning. It’s real hard to play guitar with a cast on ya know,” I replied.

“Kinda figured on that one. It’s fine; we’ll run covers today to let you get back into playing our songs. You probably need a few days anyway.”

“I appreciate that, I’m glad my parents are even letting me still go to band practice. I guess they just know how happy it makes me and they don’t feel right about taking that away from me. Thanks for picking me up Zee; I really didn’t want to drive that’s assuming my parents would even let me.”

“It’s no problem.”

“I’ll get you gas money or something, I promise.”

“Don’t worry about it Lex.”

We sat in silence; the only noise was coming from the stereo that was playing a song that I wasn’t really familiar with, that didn’t mean much. I didn’t listen to the radio much, only CDs now that I think about it. That was just something that I had always done so I didn’t really pay attention to it anymore. It wasn’t a bad song; we could probably do a cover of it, it’d be fun at least.

Your friend is cute, Jack told me.

Jack, shut up, I shot back.

What, I’m being honest.

I don’t want to hear about how cute my friend is.

“Don’t think so hard Lex, you’ll hurt yourself,” Zack said.

“You have no idea Zack. Just a song is all,” I replied.

You’re a liar, Jack said.

Shut up Jack.

Notes

Just a little back ground stuff. Alex and Jack are getting close and it's cute. I really like the dynamic they have. Things will pick up I promise, it's still the beginning so it has a lot to go. I really hope y'all like this though.

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