Cry clenched his head as the voices spoke to him. "He doesn't love you..." "Sh-shut up!" He shouted, thrashing his arm out in hopes to hit the source of the voice. "He won't love you.." The voices continued. "He... He..." Cry paused. "He will..."

Why does everyone expect angles to be perfect beings? Can they not have flaws like everyone else? Mark and Jack, are indeed both angels. They watch over the people on Earth, which made Mark think. Is living in a perfect world... fun? Mischievous things looked fun, evil things... Mark wanted to get more out of this 'cured life', wanting to take his best friend with him. He was fed up with feeling like he wasn't pure. Jack of course couldn't go, be couldn't leave the father, and wanted his best friend by his side. Having to go after him, Jack knew... Mark had gone rouge.

Jack always liked feminine clothes, skirts, cute tights, baggy jumpers with shorts, the lot. As you can probably guess he got bullied quite a bit, ignorant people not understanding why he dressed the way he is. "Skirts aren't unisex!" "What are you?!" "Freak..." Mark, on the other hand, wasn't like them. Mark was one of the nicest people you could meet. He was kind, understanding, and a gentleman. When Jack first met Mark, it was under the stairs of their school. And now, there is no way of pulling them apart. - Inspired by @dantisepticpie