I wrote this a while back. It's short, I know. Hope you like it.
~I feel so out of place. I just wish that I was normal. I want to feel the warmth of my love, but I have a fear of killing them.~ Rogue had these thoughts running though her mind. She just wanted to be normal but she knew that would never night, Rogue walked down the halls in the Institute to clear her mind from all the voices that she has adsorbed. She went in to the kitchen to get a midnight snack. Peeling the little orange, shenoticed Logan standing in the doorway.
"Hey kid." Logan for some reason always called her kid.
"How are ya." Rogue said still fighting to get the peel off.
"That's my question." Logan sat down beside her.
"I just can't sleep."
"There's somethin' else."
"I just can't believe swap rat left." Rogue usually called Remy swaprat when she was joking around or mad at him.
"Gumbo might have gone to…" Logan for some reason lost his train half peeled orange in the fringe. Looked at Logan for the lasttime, and then started to leave the room."Rogue, he always comes back."
"I know. It's just waitin' for him to come." Rogue went up to her roomand stared at picture of Remy on her nightstand. She finally fell asleep.
Please review this "short" story. Thanks for reading!