I was running around the school when someone called my name. I stopped and looked around.
"Chris!" I heard again and I turned to see Rogue.
"Rogue." I smiled at her.
She ran up to me and carefully hugged me making sure there was no skin on skin.
"I missed you." Rogue said happily.
"I missed you too." I smiled.
"Are you back to teach gym?"
"Was I really that good of a gym teacher?"
"Better than the one we've got now."
"I'll talk to the Professor about it."
"I'm excited to have you back."
"Thanks Rogue. Now go hang out with your boyfriend. He seems to be lost without you."
Rogue turned and we both saw Bobby just kinda standing there looking around.
"Yeah, I guess so." She said and walked away.
I walked inside and ran into Logan.
"Hey, I was looking for ya." Logan said.
"Well, you found me." I said with a smile.
"Can we talk?"
"I've got to shower. I smell like a dump."
"I'll just wait in your room."
We walked into my room and Logan sat on the bed while I went into the bathroom and started the shower. I got in and pulled the curtain closed.
There was a knock on the bathroom door
"Yeah?" I asked.
"I can't wait. I really need to talk." Logan said through the door.
"Okay, I still need to shower. Just sit on the toilet."
The door opened and closed and I heard the slight clank of Logan sitting down.
"What's up?" I asked as I washed my hair.
"I love her. Jean."
"Well I knew that."
"It's just driving me crazy and no one knows about my feelings beside us and her. I can't talk to anyone else about it. She loves Scott and I could never compete with that. Do you know what she told me?"
"What?" I asked beginning to wash my body.
"That I'm not the type of guy that you take home to meet the parents. I'm the one you sneak out the window to go meet."
"She just doesn't know you, Jimmy." I said without realizing what I said.
"I told you I don't like it when you call me that. That's a life that I can't remember and I don't want to."
"Sorry, force of habit."
"But for her I want to be that guy. I want to be the type of guy you settle down and have kids with."
"Well, then be that type of guy. You know me, I'm not the marrying type. I'm like you in the sense that I don't imagine having kids and a life with anyone. But with Wade I see a possibility that I never saw with anyone else. Maybe not having kids with Wade but marrying him. Only being with him is all I ever want."
"I'm sorry that you're going through this."
"I don't know what's worse. Watching the person you love walk around with someone else, or not knowing if the person that left you even loved you in the first place." I said and turned off the shower.
"Towel, please." I said reaching out a hand.
"Here." He said and I dried off behind the curtain.
"Listen, Chris, he proposed to you and then was diagnosed with terminal cancer. Maybe he wanted to save you the pain of watching him die slowly and painfully?"
I wrapped the towel around myself and sighed.
"But now I'll never know if he died, when he died. I'll never be able to bury him." I said opening the curtain and stepping out of the shower.
I looked down at Logan and he had his head in his hands. I got on my knees in front of him and held his hands so he'd look at me.
"Logan, you either need to get over Jean or go take her from Scott. But seeing as how close her and Scott are I'm guessing you'll lose that battle. Now either give up or fight because sitting around moping isn't going to do you any good." I said and then stood up.
I walked over to my closet and got dressed in some jeans and a dark red v neck tee shirt. I pulled on my black boots and looked back at Logan to see him still sitting on the toilet staring at the ground.
"I've got to go talk to the professor and then let's go to the bar and get a drink. It's been a while since you and I got drunk and did something stupid that we'd probably regret later." I smiled at him.
He let out a small laugh and looked up at me.
"I'll meet you out front in an hour." He smirked.
I patted his shoulder then walked to the professor's office.
I knocked on the door but there was no answer. Then a big blue fur ball walked by.
"Hey, Hank. Do you know where the professor is?" I asked running up next to him.
"I think he's in cerebro. Chris, if you have a moment I would like to run some tests on you?"
"Tomorrow morning?" I asked slowly walking away to get to the professor.
"Bright and early."
"I won't be bright but it will be early." I said smiling at him then hurrying off to cerebro.
I heard Hank laughing behind me and I smiled.
I reached cerebro and the door opened. The professor was sitting there in his wheelchair.
"Professor?" I asked walking up behind him.
"I've tried to find your fiancé."
"Any luck?"
"He's alive. He's in pain. I can't locate him though."
"I need to find him. I can help him."
"I have a feeling he doesn't want to be found."
"He asked me to marry him. Why would he do that if he didn't want me to find him?"
"That is a question for him my dear. I can't tell you where he is. But I can tell you that you're where you belong.
"Thank you, professor." I said and walked out.
I was walking through the halls towards the front door where Logan was waiting for me.
"Hey, you ready?" Logan asked.
"Yeah. Let's go. I need a drink." I said walking out the door in front of him.
Logan snatched the keys to one of the others cars and drove to the bar just about a mile up the road. We walked inside and the place smelled of stale chips, spilled alcohol, and sweaty men.
"Ah, good to be home." I said with a smile and Logan laughed at me.
"What are we drinking tonight?" Logan asked as they sat down.
"I feel like it's go hard or go home. I think we need some tequila. And not those fruity drinks. Some good hard shots with some molson chasers.
"You know how much I like that Canadian brew." Logan said.
Half a bottle of tequila and three beers later Logan and I were stumbling out of the bar.
"I called us a cab inside." I slurred.
"Good, because I can barely see straight." Logan laughed.
"Hey, remember how we used to do stupid shit when we got drunk?" I asked him leaning against his shoulder for support.
"Yeah."
"Let's do something stupid."
"Like what?"
"I don't know. I was hoping you'd have an idea."
Logan thought for a second then an excited look came over his face.
"I have an idea. Something our sober selves would never do."
"What's that?"
Logan leaned in close like it was some big secret even though we were the only two outside.
"Let's have sex."
"Why?"
"Because we're adults and we can fuck whoever we want." Logan said with a smile.
"Yeah! Let's do it!" I yelled and then the cab pulled up.
"We should wait until we get back to the school." Logan suggested and I agreed getting in the backseat with him.
The cab dropped them off and I left him a twenty. We ran inside and to Logan's room.
"You ready?" I asked as seductively as I could.
Apparently it worked because Logan pinned Chris against the wall and kissed her.
"I'm gonna fuck the shit out of you." Logan said as he kissed down my body.
"Do it Logan." I moaned and ran my hands down Logan's muscular back.
Logan ripped my tee shirt over his head and threw it to the ground. I pulled the knife out of my back sheath and held it in front of Logan's face before slowly running it down his shirt cutting it open so I could push it off his shoulders. Once I was finished I threw the knife getting it lodge don't the wall. Logan unbuttoned my pants and pushed them down so I was standing in front of him naked.
"What do you want me to do, Logan?" I asked with my sexy voice as I ran my hand across my chest and down over one of my breasts.
"Fuck me." Logan said and I complied.
I pushed Logan so he was sitting on the edge of the bed. I straddled his lap and Logan wrapped his arms around me pulling me closer so he could bury his face in her chest. I pushed him down and kissed him. He flipped us over and stood up pushing off his jeans before laying down on top of me again. He kissed me and for a moment I imagined it was Wade who was above me. Who I was digging my finger nails into creating scratches down his back. When I pulled back and saw it wasn't I was sad but quickly got over it remembering that Wade had left me.
Logan skipped the rest of the foreplay and went straight to the sex. He got up on his knees, wrapped my legs around his waist, and began pounding into me. I squeezed my eyes shut and bit my lip as he went faster. His fingers were digging into my hips. And my hands were gripping at the sheets. Logan gave one last large thrust signaling his climax, but when he realized I hadn't reached mine he kept going. He was going to get an orgasm. The determination was clear on his face as he went harder. I finally clenched around him and he stopped, falling on his hands holding himself over me.
"Wow." Logan said as he pulled the sheets over himself and closed his eyes.
I did the same and was passed out almost the second my head hit the pillow.