Chapter Seven
Kitty opened her eyes and glanced at the clock. It was after noon. She closed her eyes and tried to go back to sleep.
Kurt had been gone for a month. Graduation came. Kitty gave her speech, and Scott taped the entire thing. When they called her name to give Kitty her diploma, she heard loud cheers coming from all her housemates, even Logan and Rogue. But there were no cheers in German.
After graduation, Kitty went to bed, and pretty much hadn't gotten up. She'd gone out a few times with Jean, and she went with Rogue and Remy to an art show. She tried to throw herself into training, but Logan finally sent her back to her room, since she kept "dying". She just couldn't seem to be happy.
"I don't know what to do for her, Scott," Jean said. "I've tried taking her out. I've tried clubs so she can dance, and she gets upset because the last time she went dancing, she was with Kurt. I tried taking her shopping, but every store we went into she'd mention a gift she bought there for Kurt, or something he bought for her. I'm running out of ideas."
"You know, I really think those two could've made a long distance relationship work," Scott said.
"I'm sire Kitty would've been willing to, too," Jean said. "But Kurt didn't want to keep her tied down. She's eighteen, she just graduated from high school, and it's summer."
"He did what he thought was the right thing," Rogue said, entering the living room. Remy was right behind her.
"I didn't say that he didn't," Jean said. "I'm saying that I understand why he did it."
"Oh." Rogue wasn't expecting that.
"Petite needs some time to heal," Remy said. "Her heart is broken. You'd feel the same way, no?"
"No one asked you, Cajun," Rogue snapped. She groaned to herself. Why did she treat him like that? It was a reflex or something.
Luckily, Remy always took her vulgar remarks as flirting.
"No one needs to ask me, chere," he answered with a sly grin. "Remy always knows that you're dying to know what he has to say."
Rogue rolled her eyes.
"Yeah, keep telling yourself that."
"Well still need to try to find a way to help Kitty," Scott said.
'Kitty will be just fine,' Professor X's voice came to them all. 'Just let her take her time.'
"Remy'll never get used to that," Remy muttered.
Kitty was awake completely now, and sitting up in her bed. She'd brushed her teeth and showered, and was at least looking normal. She was flipping through her photo album that Kurt had given to her for her birthday. She'd added prom pictures and a few other that had been taken since she found out he was leaving. She even put in a pencil sketch Rogue had drawn of the two of them. She stared at the drawing for a minute. She still couldn't believe how talented Rogue was. She'd managed to capture every detail of both Kurt and Kitty.
Kitty was still looking at pictures when she heard a knock on her door. She let out a sigh.
"Come in," she called. The door opened, and in walked Logan.
"How're you holding up, Half-Pint?" he asked.
"Fine," she answered, even though they both knew she wasn't.
"Listen, kid, you have to start getting over this," Logan said. "At least a little bit. The time before the Elf gets back will just seem longer if you sit in here every day."
"I know," Kitty said quietly. Her eyes filled with tears. Logan let out a silent sigh, and knelt down.
"I know you're sad," he said. "But it's not like Elf died. He'll be back in a few months."
"I know, I just..." Tears spilled over onto Kitty's cheeks. She didn't bother trying to stop them, even though she was sure they were enough to make Logan walk out.
But he didn't.
Logan wiped away her tears with his thumbs. She looked at him, and the two of them stared for a moment.
For the first time, Logan realized she wasn't just Half-Pint anymore. She was grown up, now. She was...beautiful.
Kurt's father walked into the house with a handful of mail.
"Here, son," he said, handing Kurt a big envelope. Kurt looked at it. It was from the Institute. He took it up to his room and opened it.
Inside was five letters and some pictures. A letter from Scott, one from Jean, one from the professor, and of course, letters from Rogue and Kitty. He looked through the pictures first.
The first picture was of Scott and Jean outside by the pool. Scott had tried to do some fancy dive off the diving board, and just to mess with him, jean held his place in the air and wouldn't let him go. Kurt laughed.
The next picture was Remy trying to kiss Rogue, Her glove covered hand was on his face, pushing him away. She had a disgusted look on her face, while Remy looked amused. Kurt smiled. He knew better than to believe the look on his sister's face.
There were other pictures. Some of the professor, some of Logan, copies of the prom pictures. And of course, pictures of Kitty.
The one picture that caught his eye was a picture of Kitty on the balcony. But Kitty's room didn't have one. Only Kurt's room did.
In the picture, Kitty was leaning on the edge, looking up at the sky. She reminded him of Juliet, waiting for Romeo to show up.
She looked beautiful.
And he felt awful.
He picked up the letters and read them. He read Kitty's first. She wrote about how she missed him, and a few outings with Jean and Rogue and Remy. It wasn't very detailed though.
Then he read Rogue's letter and discovered why.
He didn't like the fact that Kitty was so miserable. And he missed her so much.
'Why did I break up with her again?' he thought.
Kitty opened her eyes and glanced at the clock. It was after noon. She closed her eyes and tried to go back to sleep.
Kurt had been gone for a month. Graduation came. Kitty gave her speech, and Scott taped the entire thing. When they called her name to give Kitty her diploma, she heard loud cheers coming from all her housemates, even Logan and Rogue. But there were no cheers in German.
After graduation, Kitty went to bed, and pretty much hadn't gotten up. She'd gone out a few times with Jean, and she went with Rogue and Remy to an art show. She tried to throw herself into training, but Logan finally sent her back to her room, since she kept "dying". She just couldn't seem to be happy.
"I don't know what to do for her, Scott," Jean said. "I've tried taking her out. I've tried clubs so she can dance, and she gets upset because the last time she went dancing, she was with Kurt. I tried taking her shopping, but every store we went into she'd mention a gift she bought there for Kurt, or something he bought for her. I'm running out of ideas."
"You know, I really think those two could've made a long distance relationship work," Scott said.
"I'm sire Kitty would've been willing to, too," Jean said. "But Kurt didn't want to keep her tied down. She's eighteen, she just graduated from high school, and it's summer."
"He did what he thought was the right thing," Rogue said, entering the living room. Remy was right behind her.
"I didn't say that he didn't," Jean said. "I'm saying that I understand why he did it."
"Oh." Rogue wasn't expecting that.
"Petite needs some time to heal," Remy said. "Her heart is broken. You'd feel the same way, no?"
"No one asked you, Cajun," Rogue snapped. She groaned to herself. Why did she treat him like that? It was a reflex or something.
Luckily, Remy always took her vulgar remarks as flirting.
"No one needs to ask me, chere," he answered with a sly grin. "Remy always knows that you're dying to know what he has to say."
Rogue rolled her eyes.
"Yeah, keep telling yourself that."
"Well still need to try to find a way to help Kitty," Scott said.
'Kitty will be just fine,' Professor X's voice came to them all. 'Just let her take her time.'
"Remy'll never get used to that," Remy muttered.
Kitty was awake completely now, and sitting up in her bed. She'd brushed her teeth and showered, and was at least looking normal. She was flipping through her photo album that Kurt had given to her for her birthday. She'd added prom pictures and a few other that had been taken since she found out he was leaving. She even put in a pencil sketch Rogue had drawn of the two of them. She stared at the drawing for a minute. She still couldn't believe how talented Rogue was. She'd managed to capture every detail of both Kurt and Kitty.
Kitty was still looking at pictures when she heard a knock on her door. She let out a sigh.
"Come in," she called. The door opened, and in walked Logan.
"How're you holding up, Half-Pint?" he asked.
"Fine," she answered, even though they both knew she wasn't.
"Listen, kid, you have to start getting over this," Logan said. "At least a little bit. The time before the Elf gets back will just seem longer if you sit in here every day."
"I know," Kitty said quietly. Her eyes filled with tears. Logan let out a silent sigh, and knelt down.
"I know you're sad," he said. "But it's not like Elf died. He'll be back in a few months."
"I know, I just..." Tears spilled over onto Kitty's cheeks. She didn't bother trying to stop them, even though she was sure they were enough to make Logan walk out.
But he didn't.
Logan wiped away her tears with his thumbs. She looked at him, and the two of them stared for a moment.
For the first time, Logan realized she wasn't just Half-Pint anymore. She was grown up, now. She was...beautiful.
Kurt's father walked into the house with a handful of mail.
"Here, son," he said, handing Kurt a big envelope. Kurt looked at it. It was from the Institute. He took it up to his room and opened it.
Inside was five letters and some pictures. A letter from Scott, one from Jean, one from the professor, and of course, letters from Rogue and Kitty. He looked through the pictures first.
The first picture was of Scott and Jean outside by the pool. Scott had tried to do some fancy dive off the diving board, and just to mess with him, jean held his place in the air and wouldn't let him go. Kurt laughed.
The next picture was Remy trying to kiss Rogue, Her glove covered hand was on his face, pushing him away. She had a disgusted look on her face, while Remy looked amused. Kurt smiled. He knew better than to believe the look on his sister's face.
There were other pictures. Some of the professor, some of Logan, copies of the prom pictures. And of course, pictures of Kitty.
The one picture that caught his eye was a picture of Kitty on the balcony. But Kitty's room didn't have one. Only Kurt's room did.
In the picture, Kitty was leaning on the edge, looking up at the sky. She reminded him of Juliet, waiting for Romeo to show up.
She looked beautiful.
And he felt awful.
He picked up the letters and read them. He read Kitty's first. She wrote about how she missed him, and a few outings with Jean and Rogue and Remy. It wasn't very detailed though.
Then he read Rogue's letter and discovered why.
He didn't like the fact that Kitty was so miserable. And he missed her so much.
'Why did I break up with her again?' he thought.
