EverymanHYBRID Imagines 2

Burned Heart: Jeff

It's Jeff's funeral. Vinny and I have nothing to bury, so we simply do a makeshift funeral for him. We end up burying several of his belongings, in his place.

I still can't believe Evan killed him. I swear that wasn't the Evan Vinny and I know, but ... he killed Jeff. And now, it's up to us to figure out how and why Jeff was killed.

The two of us stand in the house, and Vinny talks to me about everything and nothing at the same time. Then, there's a knock on the door. Vinny and I go over and both stop dead in our tracks.

Evan stands there, wearing odd mismatched clothes. He looks grim.

"Call the cops," Vinny says quietly. "Y/n."

I run to grab my phone. But the call won't go through for some reason. I try all over in the house, and when I go back to Vinny, he and Evan are in the living room, and Vinny is holding Evan at wrench-point.

"Uh, Vinny?"

"Y/n!" Evan exclaims. "I'm so glad that you're okay."

"On the outside, maybe. But on the inside, my heart was burned alive."

Evan flinches. "Y/ n... that wasn't me."

"Really?" I ask. "Sure as hell looked like you."

Then he tells me about Habit, and everything makes a lot more sense than it used to. But out of sheer anger, I end up smacking Evan across the face.

"You killed the love of my life!"

"Y/ n," Vinny says. "Stop. It ... it wasn't him. Not really. You know Evan. He'd never hurt any of us, he'd rather chop his own arm off."

"Then we have to make this bastard pay," I say. "It's the least we can do for Jeff." I sigh and then look at Evan and add, "And Evan."

He looks at me, but I look away.

"Okay. Let's get this over with."