Summary: A younger, darker Rogue feels alone when the one man she cares about leaves her. Unable to stay at Mutant High any longer Marie runaway in an attempt to live on her own. However she soon finds out it's more then she can handle. Can the same man that left her all alone bring her back from the depths of destruction?
Pairing: RoguexLogan
Warning: This is a mainly dark and grim story. I will try and refrain from any humor as possible.
Rating: M for violence, language, and sexual situations.
Song: Viva La Gloria (Little Girl) by Green Day
Nothin' but a Runaway
Chapter One: To Start A New
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Little
girl, little girl
Why are you crying?
Inside your restless
soul
Your heart is dying
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"Rogue please- Talk to me!"
"Leave me alone! Please!" Slamming her door Rogue swallows tears streaming down her face as she slid down her oak door to rest on the cold hard floor of her bedroom. She knew Bobby just wanted to help, make her feel better but nothing could make her feel better. She was alone.
"Rogue…" Bobby sighed and leaned against her door his heart hurting for her, "Rogue its okay… She knows you didn't mean it." He whispers knowing she'd hear him. She hadn't meant to touch Jean, it had been an accident. Jean had been trying to help her up and touched skin. It wasn't Rogue's fault. God he just wished she'd believe that.
"I don't care! I still did it." Rogue choked out still sobbing, Jean was in the infirmary now resting in her small coma. Xavier had said she'd be just fine but that didn't matter Rogue had still hurt her nonetheless and she hated herself for it. And now she had the woman's power so she heard what everybody was really thinking. All the kids.
'What a freak.'
'Why isn't she covered? Does she want to hurt everyone?'
'It's just like with Wolverine all over again.'
It was too, just like before with Logan. As the tears fell to soak her jeans and shirt Rogue let the thoughts of everyone pour into her, over and over. The people who were scared of her, hated her, pitied her. "Bobby just leave me alone, please?" she whispered clutching Logan's tags in her hand even tighter.
Through the door Bobby lets out a sigh, "Alright fine but I'll be down stairs if you need me." Then she waited to hear his retreating footsteps. Shaking her head she stood wiping her face. Swallowing she pushed open her door slightly, making sure the coast was clear and then she ran down the hall towards Logan's room. She slams the door behind her before collapsing onto his empty bed. A bed that's been empty for months. Rogue let the tears start to fall again as she sobbed into his pillow remembering the last conversation she had with him, by phone.
"When ya' comin' home?"
"It's gonna' be a few more months kid."
"Oh… How many?"
"A few, I dunno. Let me talk to Jean, will ya'?"
Her tears thickened as she remembered that. He had been so curt when he talked to her. All he had cared about was talking to Jean and they talked for a while, Rogue had noted. A long time; a few hours. Her grip on the tags began to hurt as she felt the lettering cut into her skin along with the sides. He had been gone for six months. Six whole months. She knew it was selfish to be angry at him. Xavier had told her that he was on this mission up north in an attempt to remember his past.
She was selfish but he was the only one that even came close to understanding what she was going through and hell… she needed him.
He left you.
"Shut up." Rogue whispered to the Magneto inside of her, shaking her head.
Just like everyone else, and no doubt when he comes back if he comes back you'll run and hug him and forgive him. Know why? Because you're weak Rogue, weak and hopeless. They should have just let you die at Liberty Island.
"No!" Rogue snapped jerking her head up. She wanted to shut him up. She had to do something. She was even pleased with the idea of just shooting her own brains out so she wouldn't have to listen to him. This wasn't the first time Magneto would talk down to her, he always did it. Ever since Liberty Island, and even in her head Logan never came to her aid.
Weak and spineless, that's all you are. A coward. Now wonder he wants Jean, she's the polar opposite of you.
"Shut up!" It comes out as a scream, Rogue gripping her hair and pulling as tears streamed down, blood dripping from her nose. Jean's power kicked in and suddenly things in Logan's room started to fly around. She screamed again and the clock beside the bed launched itself into the air and through the window, soaring to the ground below it. Where was Logan, even in her head he wasn't protecting her!
See Rogue? He lied; he's not taking care of you. He just lied to get you to stop crying. Do you really think the Wolverine could ever care about a little kid? You have no one Rogue, no one but yourself.
A sob escaped her throat as she collapsed on her knees, "W-what do I do? Please… just stop this…"
Runaway Rogue, run far, far away. Where no one will find you.
Then the pounding in her head got worse as she suddenly felt so dizzy and she knew she was going to faint soon. Then she heard voices and heard Logan's door open as her vision got too blurry to make out the faces, "Rogue you got to calm down!"
"Rogue!"
"Rogue!"
Run!
"Rogue please-"
Run!
"She's using Jean's power, Professor can you stop her?"
Hurry.
"Her mind… I can't… something is wrong."
"What do we do? We can't let her destroy the school!"
Tears streamed down her face as blood fell from her nose. Another gut wrenching scream escaped her throat before she collapsed, her vision darkening.
Suddenly everything in the air fell to the ground, "Get her Scott." Nodding Scott quickly hurried to the unconscious girl and lifted her up in his arms.
"Professor? What happened…?" Storm whispered her worry for the younger girl clear in her voice.
"I don't know Storm. But we need to get her to the infirmary, while I try and figure out what's going on inside her head."
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Rogue awoke with a start, her chest heaving with ever breath she took. She looked around the white room before she registered that she was in the infirmary. At first she remembered nothing, just wondering why she was in there. Then it came back to her, everything that had happened. She had lost control… she had a break down. Rogue swallowed staring down at her hands. She was too dangerous to be here, she was just a danger to everyone.
Run away.
It wasn't Magneto's voice this time it was her own. Begging her to leave this place, to leave all these people that she cared about. If she stayed here they'd just be hurt or worse. They almost died once for her, not again. Jumping down from the table she stumbled a bit before getting her footing and quickly getting to her room. Luckily for her she didn't run into anyone that would stop her.
She had to leave.
She quickly packed her bags, just taking what she needed. She pulled her green hood back over her, protecting her and everyone else. She was back to hiding, hiding her body scared to be touched. Making sure she was completely covered Rogue slipped the duffel bag onto her shoulders before she stopped noticing something shining at her bed side table.
Washed of her blood, Logan's tags laid there perfectly, the light from the morning shining on them. Shining on them like they were perfect instead of the horrible reminder of who left her. Glaring at the object she walked over and picked them up, letting them just hang there in the air. Logan had given them to her…
And if she took them it just proved that she was a little girl who needed saving. She wasn't, not anymore. Shaking her head she dropped them on her bed and left her room, hurrying down the stairs and towards the opened doors. And no one saw, and if they did they didn't bother stopping her. She was obviously not the only one that thought she should go.
Opening the front doors she left, hurrying down the steps and down the driveway where she'd get to the closest bus stop. She had enough money for a train ticket once she got to the train station but…. Where would she go? She couldn't go back home, she was nothing but a danger to her parents. Suddenly she remembered the adventure she told her first boyfriend, Cody, that she wanted to go on. Yeah, she could do that. Go north, up to Canada and all that jazz.
Walking to the bus stop she waited patiently for the bus to arrive before boarding, making sure she stayed far away from other people. She was a smart girl and her momma had taught her well not to talk to strangers.
It wasn't long before the bus arrived at the train station and Rogue swallowed, stepping out of the bus and onto the steps of the station. It was like déjà vu all over again. But this time there would be no Logan finding her on the train and convincing her to follow him back. That he'd "take care of her". No this time it was just her and only her.
Buying her ticket she boarded the train and took her seat next to the window watching families kiss each other good or hello. Rogue watched in jealousy of course, she always did. They'd never understand how great just a simple hug and kiss and handshake was. Even she hadn't, until she lost it. But now she'd give anything to have that back.
Sighing Rogue shook her head leaning into the seat and closing her eyes. Soon she'd be far away. Away from everyone she could hurt and everyone that could hurt her. This was for the best, or at least she told herself that. Besides Logan had Jean, he didn't need her. He never did.
And she didn't need him.
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Whoot Chapter 1~~
It's shorter then I wanted. D: -dies-
Review please! This a short story probably, not real long but more then five chapters probably. I dunno. xD Thanks for reading~ 3
