Logan sped down the highway, on his way back to the school. He had been away for the last three months but was slightly troubled at what he had heard about Marie. He wasn't given too much detail on the matter. Something about not leaving her room for the past few weeks which was enough to get him back on his bike in an instant.
Sighing, he tried to shake the thoughts of the kid out of his head and focus more on the cars around him. It wouldn't do any good for him to get in an accident when he needed to get to the school as soon as he could.
It seemed like time dragged on before he found himself pulling into the school's garage. Not stopping for anything, he stuffed his keys in his pocket and set off to the kid's room.
He went along the hallway, rolling his eyes when he saw Scott knocking on her door. "Beat it, Scooter" he grunted, knocking on the door himself. "Hey kid, ya in there?" he called, watching the other X-man leave with a satisfied smirk.
"Go away, Logan" he heard her grumble.
Raising his brow, he extracted a single claw. It wasn't like his Marie to just dismiss him. Especially when he just got back from a trip. "I'm givin' ya to the count of three, Marie then I'm comin' in myself" he grunted and started counting in his head. By the time he had reached three, he never heard any movement from the other side of the door so he slid his claw through the crack, slicing the lock off completely before letting himself in. Retracting his claw, he closed the door behind him then made his way over to the bed where there was a large lump under the blankets.
"What's wrong, Darlin'?" he asked as he sat heavily on the matress beside her, causing the springs to creak under his bones.
"Ah thought ah told yeh to go away" she said from under the blanket.
"I cant when ya like this" he sighed, rubbing her back awkwardly through the blanket. He felt like a fish out of water here. He wasn't use to all this feeling stuff. He gave her a moment to collect her thoughts and hopefully find her voice but instead, all he heard was soft sobbing hit the air.
"Oh, Darlin'" he frowned, taking the blankets off her to see her bundled up from head to toe, not an inch of skin visable apart from her tear soaked face. "Tell me what happened" he urged.
"Bobby broke up with meh" she finally admited.
Good. "Why?" he asked, hiding his happiness. He never did like Drake.
"Because of meh skin" she mumbled into her pillow.
"What kind of excuse is that?" he growled lowly.
She shrugged in a gloomy manner. "We've been having trouble about him not being able to touch meh for awhile now."
He grunted and stood up from the bed. "I'm sorry for ya Darlin', but ya cant let a dick like ice cube effect yer life this way" he told her.
"Yeh dont understand" she muttered, pulling the blankets back over her.
Growling, he took them back off then got her out of the bed. "Marie. Ya been in this room for the last three weeks. Look at yaself!" he said, gesturing to her sickly pail skin and scrawny waist. "When's the last time ya ate somethin'?"
"Ah dunno" she shrugged, looking away from him. She didn't really care either. She just wanted to curl back under her blanket but Logan couldn't get that through his thick skull.
"Exactly. I made a promise to ya and I am sure as hell, gonna keep it" he said. "Come to the kitchen with me so I can get some food in ya" he said much more sternly.
"Logan, Ah dont want to" she said in frustration, climbing back into her bed.
"Too bad" he grunted then before she could even blink, he picked her up around her middle and flung her over his shoulder.
"Logan!" she raged, her eyes narrowed as she beated her hands against his back. "Yeh cant come back here after months and force meh out of mah room like this!" she shouted.
Her weak attemps at getting him to stop just made him snort. "Yes a can Darlin, you obviously cant take proper care of yerself so I'm gonna take care of ya" he said. "Quit beatin' on my back or ya gonna regret it."
Marie rolled her eyes. This was so unfair. He couldn't just come back like this, he was acting like an idiot and the sooner he realized the better. "Put meh down!" she shouted louder.
"I warned ya, Kid" he said then smacked the palm of his hand down on her left butt cheek then her right, causing her to yelp.
"Yah just hit meh!" she accused, too stuned to move anymore.
"I didn't hit ya, I spanked ya" he snorted, finally reaching the kitchen. "Ya keep acting like a bratty kid instead of doing what I say then yer going to have a red behind" he said, setting her down at the table.
"Yeh acting like a real ass" she glared up at him.
"No. I'm acting like an adult that cares about ya" he said. "I'm not about to let ya ruin yer health over this" he said then set some food in front of her. "Eat" he ordered.
Grumbling, she did as he said. For now at least. She couldn't believe how stupid and unfair he was being and she wasn't going to put up with it. No way.