Do you know what the stupidest thing in the world is? Fate. A chosen path that you have no other option but to follow helplessy unaware. We can sit here debating if God or some other higher force is silently guiding us through life. We can debate if everything really does happen for a reason or is everything just coincidental, having no connections?

Bobby went to the hospital and he was going to have a full recovery. Being mutants, we are a little stronger than the average human. We run a little faster, heal a little quicker. Bobby was going to be fine. He even went to school the next week even though he was hobbling on crutches. (Considering how bad the damage was, Bobby is lucky he isn't in the morgue. Crutches were like a god send.) Bobby was crossing the street from the school parking lot when some stupid highschool idiots who hate mutants ran him over. Purposefully. They knew Bobby was a mutant. He was one of the X-men that were identified after the Sentinal attack. The same kids that bullied Evan enough to hide with the Morlocks. To think that Bobby just escaped a near death experience after being pinned against a car and now he is dead anyway. What was the point of that? If there is a God and everything does really happen for a reason... why was fate so cruel to Bobby? Those idiots deserve so much more punishment than they were given.

The mansion is inconsolable. No Danger Room sessions. No school. We just sit around in the silence of death. You think we would just move on, but instead we are in suspense. We stopped living. We barely ate or slept. We barely talk. We just sit around in the silence of death.

We were all sitting in the living room so close as if we were huddling together for warmth. We had just come back from Bobby's funeral in Long Island. Everyone seemed to be there even the X-men from California. John was there too which suprised me. After the car accident I saw him at the hospital, but I refused to talk to him. I was still so mad at him for putting them in danger. Kurts injuries were minor and Bobby was going to be okay so I was over it. Days went by before I talked to him and when I finally did it was only to tell him that his best friend was in the hospital again. By the time he made it to Bayville Hospital Bobby was gone.

John tried to peer in the window of the room, "He is in there? How is he? Who did this to him?"

"John..." I tried to bring him close to me thinking that maybe if I held him tight I could protect him from the pain but he brushed past me. I can't imagine losing a best friend. I can't... I don't know what to do for him. I know how close Bobby and John were. When John first moved here and became Bobby's roommate he struggled with feelings of belonging. Bobby was the first one to accept him because that is who Bobby is. He doesn't care who you were or what you are, he just wants to have a good time.

John walked in Bobby's room just as they were covering him with a sheet. "He is dead? He's dead." His calmness turned into hysteria. "BOBBY! No... this is all my fault. THIS IS ALL MY FAULT!"

"John..." I tried to grab him, but he starting flailing around pushing me in the process.

After he punched a wall Remy subdued him. Remy held him even though John was fighting him. Remy seemed to be his strength. They were still friends in a way. John finally took in a deep breath.

I hadn't seen John until today at the funeral. I tried calling him, but he wouldn't answer. At the funeral I tried to be there for him but I didn't know what to do. I wish John did come home with us after the funeral. He has to know it isn't his fault. Everyone was hurting. We all need to be together during this time.

Kitty couldn't stop crying. She met his parents for the first time, it was heartwrenching under the circumstances. Kitty did love Bobby. It wasn't just a fling like Lance. She really loved him. Maybe thats why they kept coming back to each other all these years. At the cemetary, after they burried him, we had a group hug. Some cried.

I didn't cry. I couldn't. I still can't believe that Bobby is dead. Gone. Now we are here together trying to figure out how to continue our lives. The Professor tries to console us with optimistic words. Its nice to hear, but hardly believable. His words were sincere, but it seems impossible to live on.

Remy hasn't let go of my hand. After this whole thing with the car accident and Bobby's death, Belladonna hardly seems important. Its hard for me to ignore the fact that Remy slept with his ex wife considering that his memories are one with my own. I know what happened. I know that Remy was wasted beyond belief, but it still hurts. Storm and now Bella... I can't be thinking about that now. I need to have Bobby in my heart and mind. The Bella thing is being pushed to the back of my mind for now because being with Remy makes me feel better and that is what I really need right now.

Over twenty people were squished together in the living room. Kurt, Rahne, Remy, Jubliee, Daz and I were all piled on the couch when I saw John pull into the drive. I escaped from the pile to meet John at the entry.

I opened the door, but John made no motion to come inside. I hugged him. "Rogue, I..."

"Its okay John. You have to know that its not your fault."

John started crying as he pushed his head into my shoulder, "He wouldn't have been on crutches if it wasn't for me. He would have been more aware and would have avoided that car. I-"

"John, stop it. You can't even think like that! What would Bobby-"

"But its true! And I want to kill those guys Rogue. I'm going to kill them. I swear if I ever see them on the street..." He was sobbing but I knew he meant it.

"I know John. I know..." An angry part of me agreed with him. My old self was emerging. The old Rogue that was good at killing and hurting people. One touch and no regret.

"You're right John. We have to do something." Evan said as he and Kurt walked into the foyer.

My embrace with John ended. "Those guys are getting off easy. They being tried as minors! They are putting it off as an accident not that it matters. One less mutant in the world is how the judge will see it if they even go to a trial."

"We need to do something. It wasn't an accident," Kurt said.

"We are going to do something," I stated. "We aren't just going to sit here and do nothing. Bobby is dead. They killed him. They wanted him to die. He would do the same for us. We protect each other."

Mysteryrogue: Bobby died. :/

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