Combusting Hearts

Chapter 7

I went bug eyed when we got into the garage. He was heading over to the motorcycles.

"Uh, Remy?" I called, catching his attention.

"Oui, cheri?"

"Um…we're not going to ride on one of those…are we?" I asked a bit shaken up as I looked at them.

"Why? You not like d'em much?" he asked as he rose a curious eyebrow at me.

I shook my head no, not wanting to ride on one of them after what happened the other day. He seemed to think for a moment, before grinning and turning to the cars. His eyes spotted a nice RED car, that just so happened to belong to Scott.

"Remy?" I asked warily.

"Oui, cheri?" his eyes were glued to the shiny, well waxed vehicle.

"You're not thinking what I think you're thinking, are you?"

"An' what would d'at be cheri?" he asked as he walked closer to the car, me still in his strong arms.

T

"Gambit, slow down!" I yelled as he continued to drive at high speed down the curving road. "If you wreck this car, Scott will KILL you!" I informed him. He just gave me a smile and laughed.

"I t'inks he deserves it after what he did to you earlier," he told me, keeping his eyes on the road.

"Earlier…you mean you saw that?" I asked quietly, a little bit sad, a little bit embarrassed.

"Oui, cheri, Gambit see everyt'ing," he admitted.

I sighed quietly, though I was still surprised that he noticed or even cared enough to pay attention to it. Then, I realized that he came outside shortly after what Scott had done, which means that he came out…for me.

"Don' worry though cheri, I take care o' ya," he assured me, patting my leg lightly with his hand.

This was kind of embarrassing and new for me; I really didn't know what to do or how to react. Therefore, I just sat there in my seat, the seat belt keeping me in place as I looked out around the scenery. My hair was flipping all over the place as we drove, since there was no top on the car. I glanced over at Gambit to see his hair flying up and behind him as well. He was definitely having a good time right now.

"Hey…Remy?" I looked over in his direction when I spoke.

"Cheri?"

"Oui, Remy?" I replied, smiling at him a bit. He did the same and then laughed.

"Why you keep callin' Remy? I Gambit too," he asked as he smiled over at me. I just shrugged my shoulders.

"I like Remy," I said, smiling at him before gazing back out at the land.

"You know cheri, you somet'ing else," he laughed.

T

I looked around once Gambit pulled into a parking spot. We were in the park a little ways from the school, but still far away enough that I wouldn't have to deal with anyone.

"Remy, why the park?" I asked curiously.

"Cuz, is quiet here cheri. Ain't that what you want?" he held a questionable look upon his face.

I nodded hesitantly, not expecting this from him or anyone else for that matter. I didn't wait for him to get out of the car, before getting out myself and walking away somewhere.

"Hey, cheri, wait for Gambit. Wait for Remy!" he shouted, getting out of the car, and running after me. "Cheri, wait!" he called out to me.

I sighed as I turned to look at him, waiting for him, and allowing him to catch up. He was panting a bit, placing his hands on his knees.

"Man you're fast cheri," he breathed, looking up at me.

"No I'm not…"

"Cheri, look around you," he said, gesturing with his arms and hands. I did so, and noticed I was already a good ways into the park. I nearly fell down in shock.

"W-what…what's happening to me…" I whispered as my eyes started to water, a few tears spilling from my dark eyes. I fell to my knees and started crying. Gambit soon followed beside me, carefully placing an arm around my shoulders, and pulling me near.

"Shh…it alright cheri. It be alright," he tried, trying to comfort me as I cried.

"Why…why can't I…just be…n-normal," I choked out, letting my head fall against him, tears spilling onto his silky shirt.

He wrapped his other arm around me, holding me close, and stroking the back of my head. I could feel my hands tingling. I looked down at them, seeing the glowing red of my fingertips.

"G-Gambit," I choked out, looking down at my hands. His eyes followed, landing on them as well. He quickly grabbed my hands with his left one, holding them in his hand. I could feel my power going into him as we sat there. I sat there until it finally stopped, my power no longer brimming to the edge.

"See cheri? Gambit take care o' ya," he said, gently letting go of my hands.

"How…how do you do that?" I asked warily. He just looked at me, a faint smile pulling at his lips.

"I be a lot more powerful d'an you t'ink cheri," he said, placing his hand on my cheek.

I felt my face heat up as I pulled away a bit. I wasn't used to this. I was uncomfortable with this much physical contact. He seemed to notice this, and let his hand fall.

"Come on, cheri, why don' we go for a walk?" he proposed.

I nodded my head, allowing him to help me stand up. He offered me his arm, but I shook my head no, so he raised his hands in defeat.

"Alright, cheri, alright. I gets it, Gambit don' want no trouble," he said, chuckling as he placed his hands behind his head.

T

We just walked around for a while, talking a little bit, but mainly walking. I asked him a question every now and then, he would answer, and then he would ask me something. When he asked me about my parents though, I turned away, not wanting to talk about it.

"What wrong cheri?" his brows were furrowed with confusion once again.

"I…don't wanna talk about it," I whispered, walking ahead a bit further. We had walked through the whole park, I could see the car in my line of sight. Wanting to get away from the conversation, I ran toward it, jumping into my seat.

"Come on, cheri, Gambit don' mean no harm in it," he tried, leaning in on the car door on my side. I just ignored him, hiding my face in my arms. "I'm sorry cheri"

"Just…let's get going Gambit," I whispered, lifting my head up to glance at him. The moment he saw the look in my eyes, he nodded his head, and got in the car. He wasn't going to stand there any longer with such a look on my face. A look of deep sadness and guilt.

"You know cheri…"

"Just drive Gambit…please?" I asked quietly. I could hear him sigh, before he started up the car, carefully pulling out of his spot. After a moment or so, I spoke again. "I'm sorry Remy…I just…" I didn't really know what to tell him.

"Is alright cheri, I understand, Gambit shouldn' have asked," he said slowly, glancing at me every now and then, still keeping his eyes on the road.

"I'm sorry Remy," I whispered. He just gave me a weak smile and patted my leg.

"Don' worry 'bout apologizin' cheri, is fine," he reassured me.

All I could do was nod my head, turning my gaze to the world around me. I noticed though, that we weren't moving nearly as fast as earlier. He was trying to take his time in getting back. I sighed quietly in realizing this.

"Remy," I started, turning toward him, "if I tell you part of it…can we…get back quicker? I don't feel well and I want to lie down," I explained. He nodded his head.

"Sure cheri, I t'inks Gambit can do that," he said.

"I can't really say much right now Remy, but…I don't…have parents anymore…" I whispered.

"Why not cheri?" he asked carefully.

"Because Remy…" I hesitated for a moment, trying to block the oncoming tears, "I'm the reason…they're dead." After that, I wouldn't say another word about it, and he knew this.

"I sorry cheri…" he whispered, speeding up a bit more, "I didn' know," he said.

That was the first time that he didn't use his name when talking. I kind of found it amusing, but only slightly at the moment. I shook my head though.

"It's…not your fault Remy… Heck, you're the first person I've ever told about any of this," I explained. He was shocked upon hearing this. Hearing that he was the very first person to know about this.

"You mean you never tol' anyone 'bout d'is before Remy?" he asked curiously.

I shook my head, giving him the answer that he needed.

"Well, Gambit be honored d'en cheri," he exclaimed, a smile on his face as he sped up, quickly flying down the road.

"Remy!" I screamed, holding onto the seat for dear life, even with my seat belt buckled. He just laughed and continued speeding down the road.

T

When we got back, I nearly puked. I also noticed Scott walking into the garage and went over to him, shoving him hard.

"Never! And I mean never! Leave one of your cars where he can see it again!" I shouted, pointing to Gambit. Scott just raised an eye brow at me, glancing over a Gambit, and then his car. My eyes went wide as I covered my mouth and ran out of the garage, throwing up when I got to the grass.

"Hey, what's wrong cheri?" Gambit asked as he hopped out of Scott's car. Scott glared at him, already having enough issues when Logan decides he wants to use his cars.

"You hot wired my car, didn't you?" Scott asked with a glare on his face as he approached Gambit.

"Well, Gambit couldn't find the keys, had no other choice," he explained as he laughed. Scott's hands balled up into fists as Gambit laughed.

"And you let him do it too, didn't you?" he turned to me, receiving a glare from me.

"Okay, a girl is trying not to puke her guts out, and you're already all over me. You know, Logan's right, you are a dick," I said, before hurling again. I groaned distastefully at the acidic taste in my mouth. Gambit laughed at how I insulted Scott. "And as far as you go Gambit, I think I'll stick with Logan, before ever letting you drive me again," I stated, whipping my mouth on my sleeve as I went inside. I felt so sick to my stomach right now. Even though riding with Logan on a motorcycle scared the crap out of me, I was definitely going to stick with him next time.

Speaking of Logan, he was coming down the hall in front of me.

I ran forward and hugged the gruff man, hugging him tightly. He seemed surprised, but hugged back nonetheless.

"Logan, PLEASE, never let Remy drive?" I pleaded. He gave me a strange look.

"What'd the Cajun do this time?" he asked.

I groaned before answering him, the acidic taste still in my mouth.

"Let's just say I've already puked my guts up about 3 times already," I told him, feeling sick just thinking about it.

He growled upon hearing this, but I just grabbed his arm.

"Just…come with me to the kitchen, please? I need something to get the taste out of my mouth…and…I don't wanna be alone…" I whispered. This seemed to grab his attention. So, he nodded his head and threw his arm over my shoulders, walking down the hall with me.

"Alright squirt, I think I can do that," he said.

"Oh yeah, you were right," I told him.

"About what?"

"Scott's a dick," I stated. He just laughed heavily amused at this.

Ok, I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter. I know that I did, especially at the end. :) A few people have told me that they like the name Nova, so I think I'm going to go with that one. Please remember to REVIEW, okay? I'd love to hear what you thought about this chapter and how amusing it may be to some of you. Once again, thanks for reading. :)