A Woman's Perfection
Middi: Yo. Don't own X-men and Ima tired so I don't wanna write more here.
Symphy: I told you not to go through twelve cases of pop, then go to a chocolate factory pig-out and go have a sugar high for ten minutes running around in circles.
Middi: Shaddup! *Dies* (Okay not DIES but sugar high dies)
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Pretty,
Sexy,
Popular,
Smart,
Seductive,
Powerful,
Athletic,
Perfect.
Perfection.
That is what claims my life.
My curse,
My life,
My attachment,
My fire.
Without it…
I'm worthless.
A piece of trash like the rest of them.
Not once did anyone see why I spited my life.
Not once did anyone notice why I'm so scared of leaving my haven of being perfect.
It was because of my life before the powers.
I was an only child,
So naturally I was bratty,
And annoying.
Everything was mine,
I was raised like that.
So how could anyone blame my personality?
Then my powers developed painfully,
Just like yours.
But with me,
I couldn't get their thoughts out of my head.
I knew what everyone thought about me.
How I would just waltz into a room and everyone stares.
How no one would yell at me for taking a little more of something,
Or taking more of someone.
Like you.
Always you.
It hurt me to see you in such pain,
As I wrapped my arms around Duncan's neck,
And slowly went upward towards his mouth…
It was torture,
It was cruel,
It was inhuman.
But no matter how mean it was…
I had to do it.
I had to.
If I didn't,
I would lose the one thing I felt comfortable in.
My perfect life.
I don't really care about those people who talk behind my back,
Because why should I mind,
If the only reason they do that,
Is because their jealous.
They want to be me.
They want to close on something they could never attain,
Being my level of perfect.
Right now is no different.
I'm in indescribable pain,
And still relishing in the fact that I'm perfect.
My mind is losing a battle against fire,
A bird…
A phoenix.
And all of you look at me with jealousy.
But not you.
You're worried.
With your family gone,
Prof X and I were your family.
We took care of you,
And helped you see,
Lasers from the eyes weren't what made you cool.
It was the fact you didn't think me perfect.
And I hated that.
I was determined to make you mine,
To make you see what I am,
Forced or not.
Duncan could shove a light post up his ass for all I care,
You.
Would.
Be.
Mine.
And right now,
Being up in the dark night sky,
Every memory,
Thought,
And feeling of everyone on the planet courses through my mind,
Giving me pain.
And I realized something.
I was going to die.
And then fire and nothingness claims me.
But I really don't care,
I don't care I'm dying or about you.
Because no matter what,
I'm perfect.
And nothing changes that.
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Middi: H O L Y C R A P. That will probably be my worst chapter ever. I don't like Jean and this is her chapter. It really sucks in my opinion…But I like my ending
Symphy: You're just not really into the pairing, and you spent too long on this one you just dropped it.
Middi: Yeah…Next one I SWEAR will be better, and can I have some REVIEWS please? I want to know if anyone's reading this or if I should drop it.
Symphy: You will NOT drop it Mid. Unfortunately, I won't let you.
Middi: Okay I won't drop it, but tell me if its good or bad er something.
