Disclaimer: I don't mention anyone's name, but I still don't own anyone?
A.N: So I was really bored and decided to just ramble on a notepad and this is what I got. It's sort of angsty? maybe, I don't really know. I don't really read angst, so I couldn't tell you, but anyway I thought it was okay and chose to post it. It's basically Rogue in the future (sometime after the movies, don't know when) and Logan has gotten really protective and she can't stand it any more. So it's like she's writing in a journal or something.
I know he still thinks of me as a kid.
I know I should let him.
But what I don't know,
Is why he can't let me live my life.
Why he can't let me take risks.
He won't let me date.
Every time I try,
He scares away the boy.
First I thought it was accidental.
Then I thought he would get over it.
But now I know.
He can't stand me growing up.
But he can't stop it.
I've gotten pretty creative about getting behind his back.
We'd go out with friends.
And come back with friends.
But in the middle,
We seperated.
Me and my date went to dinner or a movie.
My firnds went where they wanted.
He hasn't figured it out.
Then there are missions.
You'd think I didn't know how to fight.
Even though he taught me.
Whenever I'm in a battle,
He's right there next to me.
This would be fine,
Except he blocks me from the fight.
He takes on my attacker and his own.
If I try to help,
I'm pushed away.
Told to watch out.
And be careful.
I'm sick of it.
I can take care of myself.
I don't need his help.
Okay,
So I do know why he does it.
He does this,
Because of me.
I made him promise.
He has to protect me.
But I didn't know that meant this.
I don't want this.
I want him to be my protector.
But also my friend.
Friends understand.
They give you space to breath.
And if that "breathing" space,
Just happens to hurt you,
They comfort you.
Sooth your pain,
And help you move on.
He doesn't do that.
He doesn't cure the pain.
He causes it.
It may sound mean.
But it's the truth.
I can't have a life,
When he is causing me pain.
And as long as he doesn't realize,
He is the pain.
I can't stand,
To live around him.
To be suffocated.
And smothered.
So I have to take him out of it.
My life.
Not his, Mine.
Mine to run with,
And fall with.
Mine to control.
Not his.
So I can't be around him.
He can't be my protector.
Or my friend.
Because he doesn't know how.
And I can't teach him that.
A.N: So there you go. Just pure rambling and a simple drabble. If you want to comment on it, you know where the button is!
Until next time,
R.R.R.