Fallen Angel
So here we are again...hopefully, due to the fact this is Core Comic, and not Evo, I'll get some more readers. That would be just lovely. So here's the Warren fic I promised all my Michael readers...
They are my best friends in the world, but none of them really understands me. I am Warren Worthington III, one of the richest Americans. But, most of the time, I wish I weren't. It's difficult for people to see past the rich guy image. Everyone thinks that I'm the chosen one. They think I have it all: rich, handsome, and popular with the ladies. But there's more too. But usually people don't see that. Even my best friends.
Part of my friends' blindness s my fault. I know how my friends perceive me, and to be honest I haven't tried to change it. I've opened up to Scott the most, but he, like all my friends, doesn't really know me.
Scott sees me as the guy he wishes he could be. He wants to be easy going, to be social, he wants to be proud of himself, but mostly, he just wants somebody, ANYBODY, to like him. But people do like him. Jean likes him. I wish I could be more like Scott. He's loyal, and thoughtful, and trustworthy, extremely intelligent, and, if you can coax it out of him, he's got a wicked sense of humor (even if it is a bit on the cynical side). Jean likes him. And the rest of us do too.
Bobby and Hank want to be me too (and, yes, I know how arrogant that sounds...but it's true). They don't have the desperate loneliness that Scott does, but they want to be me all the same. Bobby always feels left out. He's the youngest, so sometimes, we can't really take him with us. He wants to be included, to be in the middle of everything. Like me. Hank is jealous of the female attention I get. If one gets to know Hank they'll find that he's funny, and witty, and kind. Unfortunately, girls are just as shallow as guys and they don't often look past his large hands, huge feet, and crooked posture.
They guys see me as the guy they want to be. Sometimes it bugs me. I'm not perfect. But their views of me are complimentary, and don't generally get in the way of our friendship. But...I wish I could change how Jean sees me. My reputation with the ladies is part of makes guys want to be me. I think it just turned Jean away. I flirted, I joked, made a couple passes, but she never took me seriously.
Scott is one of my best friends, and I don't want to sound jealous or spiteful, but sometimes, when I'm feeling vindictive, I wonder if Jean is only with him because he's so twisted. Like, he's a pity screw or something. Those are my worst moments of the day, because then reality hits, and I know she loves him. She loves him in spite of him being messed up. But, sometimes I wonder, if she knew how messed up I am, would she notice me?
I would never admit just how twisted I am to her though. Part of my screwed-uppedness is my inability to open up. As I said, I've probably shown Scott the most, he's seen me when I'm bitter about my parent's, when I'm angry about my mutation, when I'm guilty because, even though he has Jean, I still want her. I'm lonely, bitter, and more cynical than I let on. But, I can never tell them all of that. I can never tell her all that. Because, maybe, if I can hold on to the person people think I am, I can be him. I don't want to be Warren Worthington III. But, I am. I am Warren Worthington III, and I am a fallen angel.
So here it is. I don't do Warren POV very often, so if it sucks I apologize...anyway, REVIEW. Do it! Do it! Do it!
