Disclaimer: If i owned X-Men or any song realted legal stuff would I honestly be here writin fanfics?...Probably. But I don't. tear tear
Here it is ladies and gents! Part 2 of Beautiful Disaster...joy, rapture!
But first...
strayphoenix: Duh...that is whatI said right? aw thank you very much. No I don't really like to bash. But it does help when I'm feelin frustruated...as sad as that is. I love this song by the way!
MidniteAngelGoth: Using the magic of your telepathy you've predicted that this story is a ROMY right? well its still cliffy now. enjoy!
sheisbeautiful-sheisnotme: Love the name! Well, hun here it is. The next chapter. Same Romy, new conflicts. Yes I think that Logan and Ororo make a good couple...Sigh. The romance of it all!
nettlez: Hey there! Marie again with another chappie for ya! well you were right about the romy, unforunately not so right about the touching. I might have subconciously dropped that hint, but really it was supposed to be more of a metaphor. But that is a really good connection now that you know who it is!
Thanks for the reveiws!
AN: Well In case you need a refresher since i've been gone sooo long got my computer wiped so i had to re upload all my fics to the hard drive. That sucked...But anyways Remy has just come back from his long time of leave from the Institute. He has just said hello to his one and only love, Rogue. Let's see how this plays out! said like sportscaster
Hold me tight
He walked up to her, stood toe to toe. She didn't know if he was expecting a challenge or for her to fall into his arms. She wanted both. Rogue didn't want to admit to the tears coming to her eyes, but they stung at her; wet piercing holes in her tough façade.
Hold me tight.
She stood in front of him, grasping onto a shard of hope. Maybe he'd come back maybe he'd….
Oh and I don't know. Don't know what he's after.
Stop it, she thought. Ya know he'll just get to you again. He had put her through a world of pain that she never wanted to see again. She looked into his eyes. Everything that she had ever wanted was there.
He's so beautiful.
She wanted to fall into his arms. She wanted to pummel him. She wanted to kiss him; she wanted to make sure that he'd never breathe again.
He's such a beautiful disaster.
Her emotions were running a rampant path through her heart. It was like being both cars in an accident. She wanted to run and hide. But she knew that the need to face him overpowered that.
And if I could hold on.
Could this be it?
Through the tears and the laughter.
Could this be her chance? The one opportunity to show him how much he had meant to her. To hurt him as badly as he'd hurt her? Or…
Would it be beautiful? Or just a beautiful disaster?
Could she honestly go back to loving him? Even when she knew them, they were both so different.
I'm longing for love, analogical.
She wanted truth. She wanted a life that would make sense, the conventional. But with him, it would be nearly impossible. The damn Cajun had to drink, smoke, and fight nearly every day to make things seemingly normal on his scale. She wanted something more normal, after living as a freak her whole life.
He's always happy, hysterical.
He was the one that could always find the better side of people, when all she saw was the bad. He was the one who held the longer grudge. He was the one with a family, the one with everything that she'd ever wanted. Even if it wasn't perfect.
I'm waiting for some kind of miracle.
Maybe there was some chance that they could bring back the peaceful, understanding love that they had once had. But she still doubted it. Even during those years, they weren't exactly a functional couple. But they were happy with the way that they were.
Waited so long.
Even then she had prayed for that miracle. Even then she had wanted some normalcy. Then she realized how much she love the way they were.
So long.
And didn't want the miracle so badly anymore.
He's soft to the touch.
She lifted up her gloved hand, pressed it to his shadowed face. Then retracted it and slapped him as hard as she could.
But frayed at the ends he breaks.
He moved his head with the blow, expecting it. She inhaled sharply as he turned hurt eyes back to her. She swore that she could almost see the sheen of tears in them. She'd missed looking into those angelic looking demon eyes. She had longed to see them so badly. To the point of pain.
He's never enough.
She knew that she's be looking into them for months to come, memorizing every cell that laid there.
But still he's more than I can take.
He held her gaze as he wrapped his strong arms around her. She realized how warm and comforting it was to finally be there again.
Oh, and I don't know. Don't know what he's after.
She wouldn't let herself think about the way that he'd betrayed her heart before. The pain that still could pierce through her heart every now and then. She wrapped her own arms around his warm body and let the tears flow freely, silently, from her eyes.
He's so beautiful. Just a beautiful disaster.
Rogue felt gazes staring at her. The people, who she had forgotten of minutes ago, were staring at the hugging couple. She didn't care anymore. Not even when Logan's gruff voice was heard exclaiming, "Gumbo!"
And if I could hold on.
She clung to him; readjusting her arms for a tighter grip on him, as he did to her. She never wanted to let go.
Through the tears…
She stood there, crying into his body for what felt like eternity. Then she realized that some one had initialized applause.
…And the laughter.
She looked up to see nearly every student standing the foyer, clapping with tears in their eyes at the happy reunion. Ororo, Jean and Kitty were crying openly. She would have sworn later that she'd seen tears on Jean-Paul and Bobby's cheeks.
Would it be beautiful?
This was a moment that she had so long dreamt of. And here it was.
"Rogue, Marie...Je t'aime. Can y'ever f'give dis stupid Cajun?" He said, holding her at a distance. The sincerity in his eyes astounded her.
But he had just asked her for something that she had sworn to never do. Could she possibly betray her own word? Could she trust her word any more? She knew that only at that moment her insides were wracked with war. On one hand she wanted to take him back into her arms and love him forever…but on the other she wanted to kill him for making her nearly die inside.
Could she let go of all the pent up rage and sorrow that was still buried inside of her? And even if she did, how long could they last together. They had no doubt changed in their time apart. They had to. Could they rekindle the love that had never really died? Or would the spark go out like it did with any other relationship in her life? What the hell am Ah gonna do?
Or just a beautiful disaster?
DUN DUN DUN! how will this play out? Gambit has just asked Rogue for her forgiveness, but after breaking her heart...will the angsty and sorrowful Mississippi girl say 'okay'? Who knows! Stay tuned for the stunning response in the next few chapters! Think I'm gonna put up a Loro or Jott or something next. Maybe a Kiotr. Who knows. Review people! Please! puppy dog eyes
p.s. any confusion about this chapter will be answered in the next...but you have to ask through reveiw people!
