A/N The song in the chapter is Goo Goo Dolls Acoustic #3 and I won't even pretend to have written. Also the characters in this story do not belong to me.
Chapter 1 Runaway
She was running again. Lost in her own world of prisons. Continually trapped. If it wasn't the mansion... it was her own skin. She was sick of it. The fake smiles and the way people withdrew from her. And him. The one she trusted had been long, ever since Jean's death. His promise to her was forgotten in one moment.
They painted up your secrets
With the lies the told to you
One second and... she blamed herself. Everyone blamed her. Jean was dead because of her. Nobody wanted her at the mansion, moreover no one would notice or care if she left. Everyone was afraid of her and her skin. A poison she couldn't get rid of. A poison she had tried to bleed out of her. She wanted to feel the touch of a warm hand, but the only one to give her that was gone. Faded away. Everyone at the mansion shrank back at the prospect of touching her. And worst of all was she couldn't blame them.
And the least they ever gave you
Was the most you ever knew
She tried to talk to the Professor, but he just couldn't understand. He tried and she thanked him for that but it wasn't enough. His assurance that nobody thought of her as poison just didn't cut it. She needed to get out. Away from the stares and pity people gave her. Away from a life that left her screaming and broken. Away from a life where no one cared.
And I wonder where these dreams go
When the world gets in your way
What's the point in all this screaming
No one's listening anyway
She packed her last shirt in her bag and sighed. She had nothing left to give this place. It had nothing left to give her. She had learned all she could. Nothing of control, but she had learned to fight. It was the only thing she could do well there. After a year of waiting for Logan she began to hide in her room and practice her fighting skills. That was 2 years ago.
Your voice is small and fading
And you hide in here unknown
She hadn't run before because she didn't know where she would go. But she didn't care now. 3 years and not even a call from him, no postcard, or letter. Nothing. Just a dogtag. No, she didn't care anymore, not where she went, and not whether she lived or died. She just wanted to go.
And your mother loves your father
Cause she's got nowhere to go
She snuck out of the mansion and grabbed the keys to Scott's new bike. Another new skill she had learned. Scott had taught her how to drive a motorcycle to get her out of her room. It had been the Professors idea and she was grateful to him for that. She got on and sped away into the night. People heard her leave alright, but no one cared. Just like she knew no one would.
And she wonders where these dreams go
Cause the world got in her way
What's the point in ever trying
Nothing's changing anyway
Scott and the Professor had tried to tell her before that she was wrong. That people did care. This was after Scott had found her cutting, trying to drain her poison. They told her they were there for her. Ororo said Marie could talk to her anytime. And so what if they did care. They weren't the ones she wanted to care. They weren't her peers or Logan. Bobby had left her for Jubilee the day after Logan had left. Scott, the Professor, and Ororo just weren't important to Marie anymore. No one was. Since the professor had helped her get rid of the voices and people in her head she had been alone.
They press their lips against you
And you love the lies they say
And I tried so hard to reach you
But you're falling anyway
She passed someone else on a bike on her way out. She was too absorbed in her own thoughts to tell who and even if she had been aware of them she wouldn't have cared. But he cared, he just didn't know it yet. He couldn't tell who the other biker was, all he wanted to do was get back to the mansion. He secretly hoped Marie was awake because he wanted to apologize. He hadn't thought he would be gone that long. When he got there she didn't greet him so he went to his room and slept. The next morning he went to breakfast and didn't see her, but he just figured he had missed her. She wasn't at dinner either though. He was getting worried so he went to her room and... nothing. Some of her clothes were gone and he smelled old blood and she wasn't there. He was worried. The old blood may have been from an injury she had gotten while he was away but he didn't like taking chances when it came to his Marie. There was a note though left on her pillow. He smelled her everywhere. It was intoxicating. He walked over the bed and...
Dear Professor,
I'm sorry I've been such a pain but you don't have to worry anymore. I just couldn't take it here. Everyone is scared of me. People part just so that I can walk down the hall without touching them. And Logan... he's gona and I've lost hope of him coming back. I just don't want to be here anymore. I can't be here anymore. Don't worry about me though. I can take care of myself.
Rogue
So she had left because she had lost hope. He knew exactly what that felt like. And he hadn't been there for her. He screamed and smashed her mirror. He got his bag from his room and left just as sudden as he had come. She was a day ahead of him and headed anywhere. But he wanted her back.
And you know I see right through you
Cause the world got in your way
What's the point in all this screaming
You're not listening anyway
A/N Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed it. I started this as a one shot but if you guys like it I'll make it into a full story.
