THEIR DANCE
CHAPTER TWO:
A month later:
Rogue felt like she was being worn down to the bitter end. She didn't know how much longer she could do this. Her relationship with Bobby was like a dance, two step forwards one step back. Eventually the music would end. And it would when he kissed her.
Rogue couldn't count the times he had almost kissed her. She didn't want to. All she knew was that one day he would succeed and she would utterly and completely fall for him. She knew it was the worse thing that could happen. And then that day when he did kiss her, she did fall, farther than she knew she could.....
Three hours earlier (before the kiss):
Bobby saw her standing by the pile of books in the library. She was obviously working on some report. He smiled. Today was the day. He could just feel it. He aproached her with a smirk.
"Hey."
She looked up at him with a hard look on her face.
"What?"
Do you greet all your friends in this manner?"
"You and me, we're not friends."
"That's true. We're a bit more than that, huh?"
She looked like shes about to scream at him. He put his hand up slightly.
"Don't scream in the library, you'll get kicked out."
"Whatever."
"No need to get all upset."
Rogue got her books in her bag and was prepared to leave when Bobby was suddenly standing in her way of the library's one exit. She sighed as she gave him her most stern look possible.
"Move."
"Fine. Maybe we could hang out after one of my dates or soemthing."
She watched him as he walked out the exit. What the hell was he talking about? She didn't need to wonder too long. Two girls approached him and he walked off with them, but not before he looked back at her. She saw what his look meant. 'It's over. You had your chance. I'm moving on.' That was exactly what his look said.
She sat back down at one of the tables in the back. Why was she resisting him so much? Almost her entire life up until a year ago she had been obsessed with him. She had always wanted to say something to him. She saw him as a god, her god. She would spend hours dremaing of what it would be like to be kissed by him. She even went so far as to say that she would never kiss a guy for the first time unless it was Bobby. He owned her first kiss, and he had. It had been nothing how she had imagined. His lips were softer than she had inticipated. She had kissed many people since him but no one could kiss the way he could. No one could touch her the way he could. Deep down she didn't want them to. As this realizatin hit her she sighed deeply.
"I swear, Bobby, I'll end up either kissing you or killing you soon," said Rogue softly having no idea someone was sitiing across form her.
"Hopefully the first one," said Tim.
"Not if I'm lucky."
"I came to find you, Marie because Bobby is acting really strange. He must have about four different dates tonight. This is very strange."
"Not really. Back at home he did it all the time. It usually ended up at a party with Bobby having red marks on those perfect cheeks because some whore slapped him. You would tihnk he would learn his lesson, but no, ofcourse not. Sad, isn't?"
"Wow."
"Oh, that's not even the half of it. I could tell you tales about Bobby you wouldn't EVEN believe, but I'll spare your untainted mind."
"Anyway, my point is you must put a stop to it. It's- sad."
"It's who he is. In the end no one really changes once they become who they are. And that's who Bobby is."
"Please?"
"No. I changed that night. I was a stupid little girl with a crush, a crush that meant nothing. He woke me up from that fantasy, so in a way I'm grateful to him," said Rogue.
"At least go and talk to him."
"Fine."
*************
Rogue found him sitting in one of the gardens. She sat next to him. He looked at her before staring straight forward again.
"Where's girlfriend number four?"
"Don't you mean number six?"
"Don't do this because you're trying to prove a point to me."
"I'm not. It's about time I move on, don't you think? You don't see me. You don't even know I exist."
"How the hell can you say that? When I was a little girl I loved you! I worshipped you. I woud've followed you to hell and back. Then last year when I was fourteen and you went to the halls I cried. I layed awake at night hoping you were okay. Then at the party when you kissed me my illusion was shattered. You were no longet the unattainable bad boy. You were human and you had feeling. And you were being sent away. Then I relaized I was tired of being the good girl and that somebody had to take your place. At the next party I showed up dressed to kill. All the girls hated me that night. I loved it. And I went to John and asked him to hook me up with chronic. He looked at me as if I were crazy. I then layed one right on him and he hooked me up. Funny how a guy works. Throughout the year I let guys use me, I let people abuse me, and I abused myself in other ways than just drugs until I hardly felt anything. You were the first guy in over a year who knew me and didn't expect something of me. You- you somehow made me feel safe again, you know that feeling when someone wants you around?"
"I do."
"I know, but I know in the end what you're all about. I've had enough relationships to tell me what all guys are about. I have to go."
*****************
Rogue walked into Bobby's room. John was gone and so was Bobby. He was probably out on some date with some stupid bitch. Well, she hoped he got slapped, at least more than once. He deserved it. She realized she was jealous.
"Jealous of what," she asked herself.
She sighed deeply. Since when did it even really matter? It didn't, at least not really. He had returned to his old self and she didn't even have to lift a finger. She felt a tear slide down her cheek as she layed on his bed and buried her head into his pillow.
"I hate you Bobby Drake," she whispered.
Why did she want to hate him so much? Yes, they flirted but it never wnet any farther than that. What, did she actually expect him to hang around forever? No, but the truth is she really wanted him to, anyway. Those were her last thoughts before entering into a world of dreams.
Two Hours Later:
Bobby entered his bedroom not really drunk but a bit tipsy. He headed for his bed and sat down only to realize something was against his back. He turned around to see Marie slowly waking up. WHat the hell was she doing here, not that he really minded.
Rogue awoke without quite opening her eyes. She was dreaming about kisisng Bobby, something she hadn't dreamed about in awhile. She needed to get out his room before he came home. When she opened her eyes she wanted to scream because he was sititng right there looking rather confused. She could also tell he was a little tipsy. She sat up next to him.
"What are you doing here," he asked.
"I'm not quite sure."
"Really?"
"You're drunk aren't you?"
"A little."
"You seem more relaxed."
"Only because I concentrated on someone tonight who doesn't give me headaches."
"Whatever, I have to go."
She had almost made it to the door when she felt a pair of arms wrap around her. She couldn't help but lean against him.
"You're not going anywhere, at least not yet anyway. I may be a little drunk but I know you. I know what you want and I know what I want."
Suddenly she pulled out of his embrace and whipped around to face him with a fiery look in her eyes.
"And what is it exactly I want."
"You want me, and the things I can give you."
"Really? You can keep on dreaming."
"Or I can make it a reality."
"OH! You make me so mad!"
"Do I?"
She realized how close he was. When had he gotten so close to her or had it been her who had gotten so close to him? She didn't know. Really she didn't care because it didn't really matter.
"Yes."
She realized that if he moved another inch closer or if she did their lips would be touching. She couldn't let that happen. She would take a step backwards and he would take a step forwards. They kept on doing that until her back came against the wall. His body brushed up against hers and he smiled.
"Nowhere to go, hmm?"
"Shut up."
"I can think of way you can make me do that."
Uhh! You are-"
"So unbelievably hot?"
She gave him a look so deadly that if looks could kill he would be dust. He sighed.
"I am going to kiss you. Or you can kiss me. It's your choice."
She gave him another look before taking his face in her hands and pressing her lips against his. She meant for it to be a soft and quick kiss but the moment their lips met it became more than that. He softly kissed her and she wanted it to be more. She crashed her lips against his roughly. Her tongue met his as they battled for dominance. She ran her finger through her hair as he pulled her closer. She had wanted this for a year. The harder he kissed her the harder she kissed him back. Right now it was a battle between them and she was going to make damn sure that she won.
****************
John sighed. Tonight had been okay as friday's could go. He had hung out with Jubilee as he always did. At the end of the night she had given him the "You're such a good friend to me," speech. It made him want a joint, but that was another story. Anyway, all they ever seemed to do was argue, sometimes, get along, and never really be more than friends. at least not form her point of view. Would she honestly ever see him for more than that? She didn't ever see him like that. She would never love him like that. If he told her he was dating soem other girl she would most likely give him the blessing. He sighed. He needed to go to sleep. He opened the door and in the corner he saw Bobby making out with someone. Tehy both heard him entered and they pulled away. Well, he'd be damned. Maybe tonight was going to be interesting.
"Well, well, well, what on earth do we have here?"
"It's kind of a long story," said Rogue.
"Not really," muttered Bobby.
She gave him a hard look.
"What? Do you want me to take allt he blame for it? You were the one who came to me in my room?"
"Umm, whatever. You were the one who tried-"
"You no what? I actually do not want to know- at all. You two can keep the lucid details to yourself."
"Well, I'm going to bed, goodnight," said Rogue as she made to leave.
All of a sudden Bobby pulled her to him and deeply kissed her. She could do nothing but kiss him back. Finally hw pulled away.
"Goodnight."
"Goodnight, Bobby."
She left clsoing the door behind her. John rolled his eyes.
"You know it's not over yet."
"Don't I know it."
TBC
CHAPTER TWO:
A month later:
Rogue felt like she was being worn down to the bitter end. She didn't know how much longer she could do this. Her relationship with Bobby was like a dance, two step forwards one step back. Eventually the music would end. And it would when he kissed her.
Rogue couldn't count the times he had almost kissed her. She didn't want to. All she knew was that one day he would succeed and she would utterly and completely fall for him. She knew it was the worse thing that could happen. And then that day when he did kiss her, she did fall, farther than she knew she could.....
Three hours earlier (before the kiss):
Bobby saw her standing by the pile of books in the library. She was obviously working on some report. He smiled. Today was the day. He could just feel it. He aproached her with a smirk.
"Hey."
She looked up at him with a hard look on her face.
"What?"
Do you greet all your friends in this manner?"
"You and me, we're not friends."
"That's true. We're a bit more than that, huh?"
She looked like shes about to scream at him. He put his hand up slightly.
"Don't scream in the library, you'll get kicked out."
"Whatever."
"No need to get all upset."
Rogue got her books in her bag and was prepared to leave when Bobby was suddenly standing in her way of the library's one exit. She sighed as she gave him her most stern look possible.
"Move."
"Fine. Maybe we could hang out after one of my dates or soemthing."
She watched him as he walked out the exit. What the hell was he talking about? She didn't need to wonder too long. Two girls approached him and he walked off with them, but not before he looked back at her. She saw what his look meant. 'It's over. You had your chance. I'm moving on.' That was exactly what his look said.
She sat back down at one of the tables in the back. Why was she resisting him so much? Almost her entire life up until a year ago she had been obsessed with him. She had always wanted to say something to him. She saw him as a god, her god. She would spend hours dremaing of what it would be like to be kissed by him. She even went so far as to say that she would never kiss a guy for the first time unless it was Bobby. He owned her first kiss, and he had. It had been nothing how she had imagined. His lips were softer than she had inticipated. She had kissed many people since him but no one could kiss the way he could. No one could touch her the way he could. Deep down she didn't want them to. As this realizatin hit her she sighed deeply.
"I swear, Bobby, I'll end up either kissing you or killing you soon," said Rogue softly having no idea someone was sitiing across form her.
"Hopefully the first one," said Tim.
"Not if I'm lucky."
"I came to find you, Marie because Bobby is acting really strange. He must have about four different dates tonight. This is very strange."
"Not really. Back at home he did it all the time. It usually ended up at a party with Bobby having red marks on those perfect cheeks because some whore slapped him. You would tihnk he would learn his lesson, but no, ofcourse not. Sad, isn't?"
"Wow."
"Oh, that's not even the half of it. I could tell you tales about Bobby you wouldn't EVEN believe, but I'll spare your untainted mind."
"Anyway, my point is you must put a stop to it. It's- sad."
"It's who he is. In the end no one really changes once they become who they are. And that's who Bobby is."
"Please?"
"No. I changed that night. I was a stupid little girl with a crush, a crush that meant nothing. He woke me up from that fantasy, so in a way I'm grateful to him," said Rogue.
"At least go and talk to him."
"Fine."
*************
Rogue found him sitting in one of the gardens. She sat next to him. He looked at her before staring straight forward again.
"Where's girlfriend number four?"
"Don't you mean number six?"
"Don't do this because you're trying to prove a point to me."
"I'm not. It's about time I move on, don't you think? You don't see me. You don't even know I exist."
"How the hell can you say that? When I was a little girl I loved you! I worshipped you. I woud've followed you to hell and back. Then last year when I was fourteen and you went to the halls I cried. I layed awake at night hoping you were okay. Then at the party when you kissed me my illusion was shattered. You were no longet the unattainable bad boy. You were human and you had feeling. And you were being sent away. Then I relaized I was tired of being the good girl and that somebody had to take your place. At the next party I showed up dressed to kill. All the girls hated me that night. I loved it. And I went to John and asked him to hook me up with chronic. He looked at me as if I were crazy. I then layed one right on him and he hooked me up. Funny how a guy works. Throughout the year I let guys use me, I let people abuse me, and I abused myself in other ways than just drugs until I hardly felt anything. You were the first guy in over a year who knew me and didn't expect something of me. You- you somehow made me feel safe again, you know that feeling when someone wants you around?"
"I do."
"I know, but I know in the end what you're all about. I've had enough relationships to tell me what all guys are about. I have to go."
*****************
Rogue walked into Bobby's room. John was gone and so was Bobby. He was probably out on some date with some stupid bitch. Well, she hoped he got slapped, at least more than once. He deserved it. She realized she was jealous.
"Jealous of what," she asked herself.
She sighed deeply. Since when did it even really matter? It didn't, at least not really. He had returned to his old self and she didn't even have to lift a finger. She felt a tear slide down her cheek as she layed on his bed and buried her head into his pillow.
"I hate you Bobby Drake," she whispered.
Why did she want to hate him so much? Yes, they flirted but it never wnet any farther than that. What, did she actually expect him to hang around forever? No, but the truth is she really wanted him to, anyway. Those were her last thoughts before entering into a world of dreams.
Two Hours Later:
Bobby entered his bedroom not really drunk but a bit tipsy. He headed for his bed and sat down only to realize something was against his back. He turned around to see Marie slowly waking up. WHat the hell was she doing here, not that he really minded.
Rogue awoke without quite opening her eyes. She was dreaming about kisisng Bobby, something she hadn't dreamed about in awhile. She needed to get out his room before he came home. When she opened her eyes she wanted to scream because he was sititng right there looking rather confused. She could also tell he was a little tipsy. She sat up next to him.
"What are you doing here," he asked.
"I'm not quite sure."
"Really?"
"You're drunk aren't you?"
"A little."
"You seem more relaxed."
"Only because I concentrated on someone tonight who doesn't give me headaches."
"Whatever, I have to go."
She had almost made it to the door when she felt a pair of arms wrap around her. She couldn't help but lean against him.
"You're not going anywhere, at least not yet anyway. I may be a little drunk but I know you. I know what you want and I know what I want."
Suddenly she pulled out of his embrace and whipped around to face him with a fiery look in her eyes.
"And what is it exactly I want."
"You want me, and the things I can give you."
"Really? You can keep on dreaming."
"Or I can make it a reality."
"OH! You make me so mad!"
"Do I?"
She realized how close he was. When had he gotten so close to her or had it been her who had gotten so close to him? She didn't know. Really she didn't care because it didn't really matter.
"Yes."
She realized that if he moved another inch closer or if she did their lips would be touching. She couldn't let that happen. She would take a step backwards and he would take a step forwards. They kept on doing that until her back came against the wall. His body brushed up against hers and he smiled.
"Nowhere to go, hmm?"
"Shut up."
"I can think of way you can make me do that."
Uhh! You are-"
"So unbelievably hot?"
She gave him a look so deadly that if looks could kill he would be dust. He sighed.
"I am going to kiss you. Or you can kiss me. It's your choice."
She gave him another look before taking his face in her hands and pressing her lips against his. She meant for it to be a soft and quick kiss but the moment their lips met it became more than that. He softly kissed her and she wanted it to be more. She crashed her lips against his roughly. Her tongue met his as they battled for dominance. She ran her finger through her hair as he pulled her closer. She had wanted this for a year. The harder he kissed her the harder she kissed him back. Right now it was a battle between them and she was going to make damn sure that she won.
****************
John sighed. Tonight had been okay as friday's could go. He had hung out with Jubilee as he always did. At the end of the night she had given him the "You're such a good friend to me," speech. It made him want a joint, but that was another story. Anyway, all they ever seemed to do was argue, sometimes, get along, and never really be more than friends. at least not form her point of view. Would she honestly ever see him for more than that? She didn't ever see him like that. She would never love him like that. If he told her he was dating soem other girl she would most likely give him the blessing. He sighed. He needed to go to sleep. He opened the door and in the corner he saw Bobby making out with someone. Tehy both heard him entered and they pulled away. Well, he'd be damned. Maybe tonight was going to be interesting.
"Well, well, well, what on earth do we have here?"
"It's kind of a long story," said Rogue.
"Not really," muttered Bobby.
She gave him a hard look.
"What? Do you want me to take allt he blame for it? You were the one who came to me in my room?"
"Umm, whatever. You were the one who tried-"
"You no what? I actually do not want to know- at all. You two can keep the lucid details to yourself."
"Well, I'm going to bed, goodnight," said Rogue as she made to leave.
All of a sudden Bobby pulled her to him and deeply kissed her. She could do nothing but kiss him back. Finally hw pulled away.
"Goodnight."
"Goodnight, Bobby."
She left clsoing the door behind her. John rolled his eyes.
"You know it's not over yet."
"Don't I know it."
TBC