*If you know them, then I don't own them. I just borrowing them without permission. Isn't that stealing?? Oh well…. I gain no profit from this. So go sue someone else!*
*Folks this is a dark fic. Just thought I would warn you first. It's not too late to turn around.*
I watched in horror as his body hit the ground, oozing crimson liquid. This could not be happening. This was not the way this mission was supposed to go. It was a simple mission, how could things have gone this horribly wrong? I saw her fly over to him, crouching down, pulling his lifeless body tightly against hers, the tears streaming down her face. Her pain openly displayed for all to see. Never in my life had I seen her in this much pain and it broke my heart. The only man that she had ever loved with her entire being was gone. I kneeled down beside her, trying to push my own pain aside to comfort her. She merely ignored me when I finally told her that he was gone. She kept telling him to open his beautiful eyes that we all loved. Hank and Logan came to take his body and place it aboard the Blackbird. She refused to let go of him, telling them that he wasn't dead. They both looked at me as to ask for my help, but I couldn't bring myself to pry them apart. My pain was finally becoming too much to bear. The fact that I could feel her pain on top of my own caused me to break. I sobbed uncontrollably in to my hands. After Scott talked to her, the realization started to sink in and she let Hank and Logan take him.
It has now been two weeks since that fateful day and she still refuses to come out of her room. She won't eat. She won't let anybody in. I have tired several times to reach her telepathically, but she's put up her walls and I can't reach her. Professor Xavier has tired several times to reach her as well, with no avail. I feel that if we cannot reach her, that I will lose another friend. Since the day that our resident charmer passed away, she lost the will to live. I know that it will not be long before she joins him on the other side. My friend is purposely killing herself and there's nothing that I can do to stop her. I have never felt so helpless in all my life. After begging and pleading for her to open the door, I fall upon the floor crying. Scott picks me up and holds me. I tell him to stop and put me down, but he doesn't listen. I burry my head into his shoulder and cry even harder. He proceeds to carry me to our bedroom, when I hear her calling out to me. She says that she's sorry for causing us so much pain, but not to worry because in a few moments it will be over. The last words I hear her say is," Good bye, Jean". I fight Scott to put me down and he does. I run full force up the hallway and start banging on the door for her to let me in. I start to call out to the others for help, when the vision of her slitting her wrists comes to me. The blood viciously spraying from her self inflicted wounds. My screams echo throughout the mansion, sending everyone swiftly to me. Logan shreds the door and kicks it in, revealing the bloody arms and lifeless body of another teammate and friend. My legs give out and I fall to the floor in a fit of tears. I have lost two of my friends in a short amount of time. First Gambit and now Rogue.