Title: Beside You
Pairing: Logan/Warren (Wolverine/Angel)
Spoilers: Maybe
Warning: Slash
Rating: R, for future ratings
One
It was a very cold night. A strong breeze filtered through the midnight sky, wiping away all the stars and leaving utter darkness. Warren Worthington the Third stood on the roof of Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters.
It was all too much. Everything piling on, heavier and heavier and it was too much to handle. He couldn't take it any longer. First, the cure. His father pushed, shoved, and manipulated him into doing things he didn't agree with, nor want to do. He ran away to the school thinking that was all over.
But then he got the phone call.
His step-mother, a woman he defined as a cruel and unusual punishment, informed his that his father was assassinated, by an angered mutant. The funeral services were two weeks ago.
That woman made him so angry, and she was the cherry on the top of the never-stopping agony in his life. His father was dead. Gone. That was an unsatisfying end to their relationship, but what could he do? Nothing. He was a bird freak, too shy to make friends or even acquaintances. He was made off as a loner, or some sort of Emo kid. But he was just confused and unsure of everything.
And the uncertainty of it all, combined with his past, led him to the edge of the roof of the institute. The wind tousled his short blonde hair, and danced about his bare chest. He hated wearing shirts, it wasn't right on him, and it didn't work with flying. But tonight he wouldn't be flying.
To take away the urge to let his wings open, saving him from a painful death, he's cut them off. He took a knife to the parts that connected to his back and cut strait through. It was the most physical pain he'd ever experienced. But no pain could top his emotional. It dug inside him and destroyed him. It killed him, followed him, stalked him, and tortured him through the night.
Not anymore.
The other reason he decided to end his series of unfortunate events was that he began to have feelings for one of his teachers. A man. Professor Logan. It hurt him to leave Logan in this world, when he moved on to the next, but it hurt more to be so close to him, and to never tell him how he felt, or wait for the surely negative response.
He jumped off, not making a single sound, or crying a single tear, just falling to his death many feet below him.