Sorry for the really long wait:P I had A LOT of hmwk and too many presentations.

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Chapter 7

"Mom, Dad, Ronny! Is anybody home?"

John began fiddling with his lighter.

"I'll try to and find us some clothes." He looked back at John, "Don't burn anything."

He and Rogue went upstairs and Logan went into the kitchen.

"He was talking to you." I said to John.

"No, he was talking to you."

I started walking slowly towards the family room. "Was not." I whispered

He jogged after me. "Hey! I heard that. Was too."

"Whatever."

I looked at my surroundings. There was quite a bit of white. I walked over to the coffee table and picked up a Readers Digest magazine, I read some captions and decided it was boring so I sat down on the sofa and took out my lighter. I glanced over at John who had made his way over to a wall with photos plastered on it from top to bottom. I stood up and walked over to take a look at the pictures. They were family portraits starting from the time Bobby's parents got married up to what looked like up to the day he left. All of them looked so happy. I envied that.

"You guys okay?"

I jolted around.

Bobby held out some clothes to us. "Sorry, these were all I could find."

John took the clothes and jogged down the hall. "I'm first!"

I looked at Bobby, "Lets see how long it takes before he realizes that he took the purple shirt and woman's jeans."

He took a look at the clothes in his hands, looked back up at me and laughed quietly.

One or two seconds passed and the sound of a door and stomping. "Don't say a word."

He exchanged his clothes and walked away trying to hide a smile. Making sure he was gone, Bobby and I burst out laughing. Once we caught our breath Bobby went back upstairs to give Rogue her clothes.

Finally after what felt like an eternity of waiting, John came back out.

"Oh, you're back, I was just about ready to take a nap." I picked up my clothes, "I thought you flushed yourself down the toilet or something, I was starting to get worried."

He laughed.

"Back in a sec." I said heading toward the bathroom.

I walked back in the room and tossed my pyjamas on the sofa. John was looking at the pictures again. I walked over beside him.

I hesitated before asking him my question. "Do you ever miss your family?"

He sighed. "I killed my family."

"I see."

"To answer your question, no, my parents fought all the time. It was hard

because I had no friends or anyone to talk to either."

"But you got Bobby right? Didn't he help you at all?"

"Yeah, a little I guess. But it's not like he could do much about it."

"Yeah, I guess he couldn't."

"What about you, do you ever miss yours?" he walked over and sat on the sofa.

I thought about the question for a second or two. "Well, I guess that it was because of them that I left. I never really had the bond that my mom told other people we had. My parents were fighting twenty four seven, and I never really bothered with my sister because she never bothered with me, the scum of the earth."

"I'm sorry to hear that."

"Yeah, I'd say sorry about your parents but you said you don't miss them so I guess it would be kind of pointless."

There was suddenly s small thump that came from outside.

"Was that from upstairs?" John asked looking into the hallway.

"I don't--"

"Hey Ronny-" The man looked at me and John, then over to Logan. "Who the hell are you people?"

Bobby came running downstairs with Rogue.

His mom looked over at him, "Honey, aren't you supposed to be at school?"

"Bobby, who is this guy?"

"This is Professor Logan." Bobby glanced over at me. "There's something I need to tell you."

His mom looked confused, "What is it Bobby? You know you can tell us anything."

Bobby gave a fake smile. "Can we go into the living room? This, uh, might take a while."

Bobby's mom quickly went to get tea for herself, (which I thought was ridiculous, her child obviously had something important to tell her.)Everyone else walked silently into the living room and sat down waiting to hear Bobby's announcement. John began playing with his lighter as Mrs. Drake carefully walked into the room and sat down.

"Now, Bobby," she said with a smile. "What was it that you wanted to say?"

"Well, I don't know really how to say this, but…"

"Yes, what is it?" his father said getting impatient.

"I'm sorry; I'm just really worried about what you're going to say."

His mom took his hands. "It doesn't matter what ever it is you're about to say, I hope you always know that your brother, your father and I will always love you no matter what."

Bobby smiled fakely again; worried he might prove her wrong. "Mutant,"

he said quickly, "I- I'm a mutant."

Bobby's brother got up and walked away.

His mother let go of his hands and sat back. "Oh… I; I don't know what to say."

Mr. Drake got up. "Yeah? Well I do."

He walked over to Bobby, grabbed his shirt and pulled him up off the couch and toward to the door.

"No weirdo will be living in my house, or be a part of this family."

"Dad, dad please. I didn't ask for it to happen. I didn't ask to be a muta-"

"Don't say that word in my house!"

"Hey!" Logan walked over to Bobby's father, "Your have no right to drag him out like thi-"

"You get out too! I want all of you out of here now or I'm calling the police!"

Rogue went outside to check on Bobby.

I glared at him and walked outside with John to see Bobby.

"Are you oka--"

"Stop…" Bobby pointed out on the front lawn where multiple police men had their guns pointing at us from behind their cars.

Bobby looked up to a window where his brother stood, "Ronny..." he mumbled. "Why did he do this? It's bad enough that I was just thrown out of my family, now their sending the police on not just me but my friends too?"

"Pooballs." I whisper to myself as Logan comes out of the house slamming

the door shut.

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Sorry for the abrupt ending, next chappy will be up soon… I hope

Pyrassion