Consequences
Not happening. It just can't! Why?
I was just feeling sick…for weeks. That's all. So I got a bit worry and told Jean.
She, being the psychic she is, read my mind and…suggested the idea.
Which was wrong, of course, but I still tested it. Just incase. So now am in my room with that evil, evil thing. I swear is the most evil thing I have ever seen. Even more than Magneto and Mystique and any other villain I have ever faced.
Yes, that was my answer. My fucking answer.
It had been one night. One. The ability of been able to touch others, the alcohol and the fact that Remy was the only guy, person in the mansion, really influenced my actions. How was I going to tell him? Was I going to tell him?
Well, is not like I could hide it. Living with Logan and two psychics didn't exactly encourage you, not the less allow you to hide anything. Especially something like this. It wouldn't be long before they found out.
Great. Just great. You get control of your powers once. Just once, and you pretty much screw up your life.
Don't get me wrong. I mean am still happy that I can control my powers. But…
I see him coming in, smiling. And I start panicking even more. What am I going to do?!? I'm glad I had just thrown the evil thing in the trash seconds ago.
"H-hi." So what if am a little nervous. Normal, right?
"Cherie, y' 'k?" Remy asks. Sometimes I really hate the fact that he has the empathy ability.
"Ah'm 'k." I say. Okay. Alright. Wonderful. Just great. Life is such a bitch.
He looks at me. He isn't buying it. "A bit tire." I add trying to convince him.
So maybe I should tell him. He does deserve to know. Now, how to bring up the subject?
"Ya no, Jean and Scott seem happier now da they're married." Remy smiles and nods. Good.
"They'll probably decide ta move out of here and...Maybe have kids...sounds temptin' don't ya think?"
I see him stiffen. Oh god, he catch up.
"A big house and all." I try to stop that doubts that are starting to fill my head.
He doesn't respond.
"Remy?" Don't tell me he doesn't want that.
"Rogue" he says seriously. He's going to say no. he's going to say no.
"Yes?"
"Who's he?" he asks angry. Wait, who he?
"What?" Don't tell me he thinks am-
"Who is he?" I see a murderous look. Idiot! You think am cheating on you? How can I cheat on you if we aren't even a couple? Or are we?
"No one you idiot." Just spit it out, you can do it Rogue.
"Wat ah'm tryin' ta say is da-" Kitty Pryed, my best friend, who is about to die and leave Lance, her boyfriend, behind just interrupted me.
"I just came to, like, tell you that table is really." She says n her valley girl tone. "I will, like, go now." She says when she sees they look am giving her.
"Well, like ah was tryin' ta say, ah-" My brother. My sweet loving brother just transported in the room.
"Where's Kitty? Lance asked me to get her." Kurt says.
"Gone." Am really trying to tell this bastard and you all-
"Sweetie," Jean says coming in.
"Strips, y-"Logan starts.
"Kitty?" I hear Lance ask.
More people come in my room and start talking.
What is it? Is it 'Rogue-is-trying-to-say-something-important-let's-interrupt-her' day?
"Enough! Ah'm pregnant. Yes, pregnant. Ah'm fuckin' pregnant." I shout at the top of my lungs. Ah, I feel so much better now. Then I turn to look at everyone. Apparently 5 people hit the floor, Remy included. The rest were looking at me with their eyes so wide.
"We'll go now." Jean says leaving me and Remy alone. He starts regaining conscious.
"Pregnant. Ya' pregnant!" He says before hugging me. See Rogue, that wasn't so bad, now was it?
"Scott/Lance, I want one too." I hear Jean's and Kitty's voice and two more people hit the floor. Ah, today was such a great day.