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Chapter 11

Keeping Secrets

Remy wet his face with the cold water that was running from the bathroom sink. He slowly looked up at his reflection in the mirror. His eyes were red and puffy from crying. He hated his reflection. He hated himself. He hated himself for losing the one girl he truly loved and cared about. He slowly made a fist at his side as he heard a knock come from the door.

"Who is it?" he asked.

"Rem, it's me Peter."

Remy gave a deep sigh as he opened the door and walked into his room. He put a white shirt on and sat on his bed.

"How are you holding up?" asked Peter.

"Look at me Pete, I'm miserable." Remy bent down and rested his head on his hands.

"Aww, don't say that. You know that she'll forgive you sooner or later." said Peter as he sat down on top of Remy's desk.

"No I don't." he sighed.

"Look Rem, I didn't come up here to argue with you about whether or not she'll forgive you or not. I came to tell you that John and I are going to hang around with the others till dinner is ready. Want to come?"

Remy looked down at his hands and gave a loud sigh. "Is she going to be there?" he asked coolly.

"Yea, but she's talking to Logan first-you know, like a father daughter reunion type thing."

Remy smiled slightly, "Yea, I know."


"Bobby?" said Marie as she stuck her head in his room.

Bobby was currently sitting upright on his bed reading a book. He looked up and saw Marie enter the room.

"Hey." he said, closing his book.

She sat at the foot of his bed. "Hey, what are you doing?"

"Since we might be here longer than expected, Ms. Munroe decided to give us a bit of homework."

"That sucks."

They sat quietly for a minute or two. All the while Marie was trying to avoid his gaze as she tried to come up with the next sentence that would come out of her mouth.

Bobby cleared his throat, "So, what's up?"

"Um, ok," she looked down nervously at her hands, "I actually came down up here because, I um, I wanted you to meet someone."

Bobby raised an eyebrow. "Who," he asked. "Is it another one of your cousins?"

"Well, he's not really my cousin. He's um; well I can't really explain it. So can you just come… with me… please?"

Bobby slowly nodded his head.

"Good." she smiled as she waited for him to get up. She grabbed his hand and led him down the corridor, up the stairs to the fourth floor and to a room. The door was lightly opened. Marie knocked on the door and poked her head in.

She looked back out at Bobby and smiled. "Come in." she said.

Bobby walked into the room. His heart suddenly began to pump faster as he saw who he was about to meet. Bobby stared up and down a tough rugged looking man. He had his arms crossed as if he was about to interrogate a criminal suspected of murder. Bobby looked to and fro at him and Marie.

Marie smiled. "Bobby, I want you to meet Logan." she turned towards Logan, "Logan this is Bobby."

Logan looked Bobby up and down before he extended his hand. Bobby reached over and shook the mans hand.

"That's a firm handshake." Logan remarked as he held on tight to Bobby's hand.

"Thanks." Bobby said as Logan finally released his hand.

Marie just smiled at both of them.

"So," said Logan, "I hear you're from New York."

"Well, originally I'm from Boston, but um," Bobby cleared his throat, "I go to prep school in New York."

"So your parents just shipped you off to prep school?"

"Well, there were a lot of things going on at home, so I guess they thought it would be best for me to go away."

Logan nodded his head, "Hmm, that's interesting."

"So um, are like a cousin of Marie's?"

Logan looked at Marie questioningly, "Um, no, not really."

"He's, my uncle, yea my uncle." said Marie nodding her head.

"Twice removed." added Logan.

"Oh." he said looking around the room.

Marie made a head gesture towards Logan. Logan shrugged his shoulders.

"Um, so Bobby," said Logan, "what do you like to do for fun?"

Bobby arched his eyebrow. "I like to hike and camp out a lot. But mostly," he lowered his voice a bit, "Don't tell Ms. Munroe or Mr. Summers, but I like to race cars."

Now it was Logan's turn to arch his eyebrow. "Really?"

"Yea." Bobby nodded, not sure as to why he just admitted to doing something illegal.

"Well that's interesting."

"Yea, sometimes I feel it's good to live life on the fast lane."

Logan nodded, "I hear what you're saying. When you're going fast, it feels like nothing can stop you."

"Do race motorcycles?"

"I used to. I raced mostly Harley's though. What about you?"

"Well, there are different cars. I race old classic cars like my 1969 mustang. It may not sound like much, but once you get behind the wheel, it feels like nothing can stop you."

Now it was Marie's turn to feel awkward. She had been standing their silently all this time listening to all this talk about cars and racing. She looked at both of them and grinned at the fact that they might actually have something in common. Still, she did feel kind of ridiculous standing there not knowing what the hell V8 engines are.

Marie cleared her throat. "Hmp"

Both Logan and Bobby turned to look at her.

"I'm sorry to interrupt this conversation your having," she looked towards Logan, "but we're gonna go meet up with the others."

"Oh, yea, right, go ahead." said Logan.

"It was nice meeting you Logan." said Bobby as Marie grabbed his hand and practically dragged him out.

"Yea kid, you too."


"Hey Kitty cat what are you doing?" asked John as he sat next to her on the couch in one of the unoccupied rooms in the mansion.

Kitty looked up from the book she was reading. "Reading. Ms. Munroe decided to give us some homework since we're gonna be here longer than expected."

"Bummer."

Kitty nodded her head and began reading again.

John reached over his head stretching, and then he lowered his arm and slowly put it around Kitty. Kitty looked at him from the corner of her eye. She felt his body get closer to her.

She turned to look at him. "John what are you doing?" she asked him.

John slightly smiled, "Um, I um, just thought that…"

"You just thought that I would let you get all over me?" she said.

John took his arm away. "No, I…"

"Thought I was easy?" she cut him off.

John arched his eyebrow. "Kitty, what's going on?"

"Don't act like you don't know." She stood up and walked away from the couch.

"As a matter of fact, I don't."

She turned to look at him and met his stare. "John, don't just sit there and pretend that you're not keeping secrets from your own family."

"W-What secrets?"

"You know what I'm talking about." she said crossing her arms.

John stood up and walked up to where Kitty was standing. "Did Peter tell you something? Because if he did, I can assure that he's lying."

"No John, Peter didn't tell me anything."

"Then what's the problem?"

Kitty looked away and stared at the couch. She really didn't want to tell him. She wanted him to just come out and admit it to her.

John sighed and ran his hands through his hair.

"Kitty listen. I like you, and I thought you liked me too."

"That's the bad thing," she said turning her stare back to his; "I do like you. But I can't allow myself to like someone who's keeping something terri-"

John cut her off by placing a nice gentle kiss on her lips. He cupped her face in his hands. Kitty felt her face get warm. She didn't want to admit it, but she loved the taste and feel of his lips on her own. She could feel herself slowly melting away in his arms. But she quickly snapped out of it and slowly pushed him away from her.

"John, I can't do this when I know you're keeping something from me."

John looked down at the floor. He felt his heart beat faster as thought about how all the lies had finally caught up with him. "She knows," he thought, "She knows about us."

"John," she whispered, "if you like me as much as you say you do, then you would tell me."

John looked back at her. "Kitty, my, my," he sighed, this was harder than he thought, "my family's cur-"

"Hey John, Hey Kitty, what's up?" asked a voice from the doorway.

Both Kitty and John looked towards the doorway and saw Peter along with Jubilee, Warren, and Remy.

"Nothing." said John, "We were just about to go look for you guys."

"Cool, lets go." said Peter as he turned to leave with the others.

Kitty was about to follow them when John gently grabbed her arm.

"I promise I'll tell you everything soon ok." with that, he kissed her softly on her cheek and left the room.