DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE X-MEN. THEY BELONG TO MARVEL.
A/N: For those of you who have read my other story, "Someone To Love Me"…I'm still working on it. I got a terrible case of writer's block and while I was in that writer's block, I came up with a new story. I promise all of you that I will get back to "Someone To Love Me" as soon as the writer's block subsides. For now, enjoy this new story! Note, the story will be written from different point of views.
Chapter 1: Coming Home
ROGUE'S POV
As I got off the train at Grand Central Station with my bags in hand, I took a deep breath. After a year of taking the cure and leaving the school for good; I was coming back. I learned from Jubilee that the professor survived somehow…something about him transferring his mind into someone else's. Everyone was glad that he was back, especially Storm. She had been running the school after the professor "supposedly" died. I could tell from Jubilee that she was doing a great job of holding the fort down. Now that the professor was back, she would have a lot more time on her hands and the stress of running a school full mutant children would finally subside.
I walked out into the waiting area where the ticket booths were. Storm had informed me that Bobby and Kitty were picking me up. Great…I haven't spoken to Bobby since the day I packed my things and left without saying goodbye. Just as I was about to hop into the cab, I remember him running towards me and begging me not to go. I remember glaring at him, burning with fury. But, inside I was dying. I saw the kiss that he shared with Kitty the night I left to go take the cure. So many things were going through my mind at the moment. I had to fight the tears that were brimming my eyes.
I got into the cab and never looked back. The sweet, soft-spoken southern belle no longer existed. Anna-Marie was no more. What took her place was someone of a much tougher exterior…the Rogue. I lived on my own for a year until I found out that my powers came back. It was then I found out that the cure was only temporary. It sucked—a lot. Many times I attempted suicide. I tried prescription drugs, alcohol, cutting…anything really. Then, I heard a voice in my head telling me not to go through with suicide and to stop harming myself. The voice told me that suicide wasn't the answer and that the only way to get through this was to work on trying to control my power.
So, every day I meditated and I dove deep into my psyche, into the deep depths of my mind to try to learn how to turn my mutation off. After meditating for 6 months, I finally mastered how to turn my mutation on and off. I lived comfortably after that for another 6 months until I decided to come back to Xavier's Institute for Gifted Youngsters. So here I am…waiting for Bobby and Kitty to come get me. I looked around the lobby, scanning through the crowds of people for the familiar faces that I knew.
"ROGUE!"
I turn around and see Jubilee running towards me with open arms and a huge smile plastered on her face. A huge grin forms on my lips as I run towards her and envelop her in a huge, tight hug. I started to cry tears of joy and so did Jubilee. We let go of each other and were about to engage into a conversation, until we were interrupted.
"Hi…Rogue. Long time no see. I see that some things never change."
I knew exactly who it was. It was no other than Bobby Drake. Bobby stood there stiffly with his hands in his pockets. Immediately, my smile disappeared and the mood went from cheerful and happy to immediate awkwardness. I stood there motionless, not knowing what to say. I looked around for Kitty and I expected her to jump out and greet me. But, she was nowhere in sight. My confusion was subtle, so Jubilee and Bobby didn't suspect anything.
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The car ride to the school was awkward to say the least. Jubilee tried her best to make conversation, but failed miserably thanks to Bobby. I could tell he was angry. The cold hard glare, the cool attitude…everything about him was cold. I know I hurt him—bad. After I left the mansion, I just couldn't stop thinking about how I ended things with him. I felt so bad. Then, the kiss that Bobby and Kitty shared clouded my mind, and all of the sadness and pain turned into burning anger. Had I forgotten that the old Rogue was gone and in its place was a much darker one? I couldn't let my emotions get the best of me and I definitely couldn't look weak in front of Bobby. It would just give him an opportunity to push me around and try to make me feel bad about leaving.
The tension between us was so thick; you could cut it with a knife. Maybe coming back was a bad idea after all. I had spent many weeks at a time deciding if I wanted to go back and join the X-Men. I wasn't sure if I was ready to face everybody, especially Logan. Just before I left to take the cure, he stopped me in the hall to talk to me. When he saw that my bags were packed, a look of concern appeared in his eyes.
*FLASHBACK*
They kissed! They fucking kissed! I saw them. I can't believe that he would do this to me. He knows how I feel about my mutation. He knows that it makes me jealous at the fact that everyone around me can touch people and not get hurt. But, me? If I touch someone, they get the life sucked out of them. Fueled with anger and hurt, I got dressed and grabbed the three hundred dollars that I had saved up. I also took my toothbrush and toothpaste with me and a couple of outfits. The authorities had stationed cure headquarters in certain cities and the next city was three hundred miles from here. When I first heard that there was a cure, I knew that I had to get it. It was the only way that Bobby and I could ever be together. So, I packed my things and got ready to leave.
Swiftly but quietly, I made my way to the front entrance; and that's when I ran into Logan. He, too, saw the kiss between Bobby and Kitty. He saw the bag I was carrying and the fact that I was dressed like I was going somewhere…immediately he knew what I had in mind.
"You're leaving, kid?"
I nodded my head yes and tried to walk past him, but he grabbed my arm and he looked me dead in the eyes.
"I have to do this, Logan. It's the only way," I said as I yanked my arm from his grasp and continued to walk past him.
"I hope you're not doing this because of Bobby. He loves you, Rogue. You know that?"
"I like to think he does…but, there's a part of him that I know won't accept me." I cursed myself for revealing the sole reason why I was going to take the cure. It may seem like a pathetic reason and it was to be honest. Logan's eyes narrowed and his face turned from a look of concern to disappointment.
"So you are doing this for a boy? I thought you wanted the cure for your own benefit, not just his. You shouldn't be with someone who can't accept you in the first place!"
I was about to say something until I heard my name being called. It was Bobby. He was standing at the top of the stairs. I had a sick feeling in my stomach. He probably heard everything that was said. I made a run for it while Bobby followed me behind quickly.
"Rogue, don't do this. Please don't take the cure. I love you, I accept you. We can make it work, I promise! Please don't leave," Bobby pleaded with Rogue.
"That's the same thing you told me last night! But, I know now that there'll always be a part of you that will never accept me! Don't you get it, Bobby? This is the only way."
I turned my back on him and hopped into the cab. If I was going to go through with this, I needed to leave. Bobby wiped his tears away and stormed back into the mansion. I took one last look out the window and I could see the hurt and pain on not only Bobby's face, but Logan's too. I didn't understand why he was hurt by me leaving. I thought he would be mopey because of Jean. Storm and Logan had found her alive at Akali Lake. Scott was there, too. Logan had walked in on them making out. That must've been hard to see. But, everyone in the whole fucking world knew that Scott and Jean belonged together. I guess Logan just has to get used to it.
I took a deep long breath as I turned back around and sat properly in my seat. If I kept glancing back, I would keep making myself feel bad about leaving. I couldn't do that, I needed this cure. Whatever it took, I needed to get it. I looked into the rearview mirror and watched as the mansion faded into the distance.
*END OF FLASHBACK*
As we pulled up into the mansion, everything felt so nostalgic. It actually felt good to be back. Bobby pulled into the garage and got out to fetch my bags. Jubilee got out and held the door open for me before going to help Bobby. Walking into the mansion, I heard the thumping of loud footsteps from the younger kids running around. I heard laughter coming from the REC room, and the all too familiar smell of Logan's cigar smoke; that meant that he had passed by the REC room recently. Jubilee wrinkled up her nose in disgust. She was always getting onto Logan about his smoking; always telling him to stop sucking on that cancer stick. The memory brought a slight grin to my lips.
I had the option of staying in my old room or choosing to room with someone; which was nice. Of course, I chose to room with Jubilee since Kitty moved out under mysterious circumstances, no one will tell me. My old room was at the end of the hallway and Jubilee's room was on the other side of the mansion. Bobby sighed as he bent over and picked up my bags. Clearly, he was annoyed and he just wanted this over and done with. I looked over at Jubilee in confusion. She whispered in my ear that she would tell me later when I got settled in. We didn't realize that Bobby had been listening intently and overheard Jubilee whispering to me. What was he hiding from me and why?
After Bobby dropped my stuff off at Jubilee's room, he left quickly. It was like he couldn't stand to be around me. I understand why he's acting the way he is, but would it kill to be a little nice to me? To be honest, it hurt that he was treating me like shit. I was going to chase after him and ask him what his problem was, but decided against it. It would just make things more difficult and complicated. Jubilee poked her head out the room to scope out the hall; to make sure that Bobby wasn't sticking around nearby. Quickly, she closed and locked the door. She turned towards me and by the look on her face, I knew that she was going to tell me something that Bobby didn't want me to know. I was afraid of what she was going to tell me. I knew that it couldn't be good.
"You might want to sit down for this. A lot has changed around here since you left."
I took a deep breath to calm my nerves. There were many things that I wanted to know, many questions that I wanted to ask. I could tell that Jubilee was nervous and it was a rare sight.
"Jubilee…is everything okay? I've never seen you like this before," I asked hesitantly.
"Yeah, it's just that…I'm not supposed to be telling you this."
Confused, I asked, "Why? What's going on? What happened after I left?"
Jubilee took a deep breath before replying, "After you left, Bobby was a heartbroken wreck. He was immensely depressed and all he did was mope around the mansion. Everyone was worried about him and he had to be put on suicide watch. I tried my best to help him through it, but he didn't want my help. We got into an argument about you and I stood up for you, and I guess he didn't like that. So, you're not the only one he's giving the cold shoulder to. We all tried to help him. The only one that really got through to him was Kitty."
Jubilee could see that I was uncomfortable. I wonder if she knew about the kiss. I felt so bad upon hearing that my leaving had put Bobby into a deep depression. I looked up at Jubilee, motioning her to continue.
"Well, it was hard at first for Kitty. But, she finally got through to him and helped him get over his depression. During that time, they got close…really close. Kitty came into our room one night and told me that she was moving out. I was about to ask her why until I saw the ring on her finger…"
"Ring?"
I was shocked beyond belief. I forced myself to come back to make amends and face my mistakes; and to hear that Bobby and Kitty were married? It hurt—a lot. I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes and I knew that I was about to bust out crying. I sacrificed everything for him. I took the cure for him. I came back for him. I understand why he would be angry at me…but why did it all come to this?