O.K. I was totally crying while I wrote this. It's sad. Reviews are good. Flames are bad. Flowers are pretty.

Empty Inside

Rogue wrapped her jacket around her body as she stepped outside. It was early in the morning- two AM maybe.

"Going somewhere?" a voice questioned.

"Yeah, alone."

"May I come with, I really must talk with you," The 'cute' guy appeared from behind a tree.

"Better be good, Boy."

"Course, and call me Chad," he put his hand softly on her back and led her off into the woods.

"So where were you going?" he asked.

Rogue shifted away from his grasp, "On a walk."

"Without Warren?"

"He's says it's too cold for a walk," Rogue gave off a small smiled at the thought of Warren.

"Seems he'd want to come to keep you warm."

"Can we just talk about something else, like what you so urgently needed to talk about?"

"I wanted to apologize, of course."

"Really?"

"It was plain wrong, everything I did, your just so irresistible."

"Well resist, because I'm practically married."

"Not yet though, right?"

"No, not yet," Rogue sighed.

"C'mon, there's a small ridge up here, we can sit," Chad grabbed her arm and pulled her with him.

"It's beautiful," Rogue smiled, as they reached the ridge, the sky surrounding it for miles on end, "The stars are gorgeous."

"Yes, you are," Chad said, blushing. Rogue turned red and sat down.

"So you come here a lot?" Rogue asked.

"Nah, it's my second time. See Bets and me always had a…less than perfect childhood and so we'd sit on our roof and look at the stars. I just decided I'd better find a place here to go to cool off. You know?"

"Yeah, I spent a lot of time on the roof of the institute," Rogue chuckled.

"I heard you jumped off," Chad said.

"Fell off and twice, once- thanks to your sister."

"Betsey can be a bit of a bitch."

"A bit of one?" Rogue smiled.

"A big one," he corrected himself.

"She took Warren away too- that broke my heart," Rogue said, on a quieter note.

"Honestly, what does he have that I don't?" Chad asked, Rogue smiled softly.

"Just the feeling I get, I mean…It's almost magic, I just feel so special and dare I say it, owned, which is surprisingly comforting."

"I can be comforting," Chad smiled and then he kissed Rogue. She didn't dare pull away. For a second she almost did, noticing her face wasn't like stuck or anything- he wasn't making her. He slipped his hand down her back and to the tips of her jeans.

"NO!" she gasped, turning away.

"C'mon, just once, for me," he smiled sweetly.

"This isn't high school Chad, I'm engaged and that's how it stays. I'm sorry I ever came out here," Rogue sighed, jumping up and bolting for the trees. Then the horrible feeling came- she was stuck- unable to move.

"The thing you don't see is it is just like high school- it's all a game. You're the prize and Warren and I are competing to win."

"Warren's already one, don't you see!" Rogue whispered, her eyes tearing up.

"Not yet," Chad smiled, rising his hand slightly. Suddenly she spun around and walked towards him. He pulled her to him and they kissed- this time she was stuck. She tried to pull away, but her body wouldn't move- not at all. He pushed her to the cold dirty earth and knelt down beside her, her body began to twist until she lay flat on the surface. He climbed on top of her and with one last chuckle- put his hands to her shirt and tugged. Rogue tried to get up, push him off- but it was no use. The worst part was- he could- somehow- hold back her gift. As he removed her jeans she struggled to control herself, but it seemed impossible. He unclasped her bra and tore it off.

"No," she whispered, even unable to open her mouth completely.

"Once, that's all I want," he whispered, leaning down and sucking on her neck. Rogue began to cry and moaned as he softly bit her lip. She wiggled and moved, but it didn't work. He soon had her naked, lying on the floor. As he began to remove his own clothes, she went over ways to get out of the situation. All of the choices involved her controlling herself- which wasn't working out very well. She began to sob, moaning in agony as he finished removing his own clothes and lowered himself just inches above her.

"No," she cried.

"Once," he smiled. When he slipped into her she burst into tears. It was bad enough that he was doing it but the worst part was that she couldn't stop him. As he continued her tears didn't stop- she cried and cried, inside and out. It felt like somebody was digging inside of her and ripping everything out- somebody was invading her. She didn't even feel the joy that came with Warren- she hardly felt anything- except pain. It was hurting her, both emotionally and physically. She couldn't stop thinking about Warren and his reaction and more- how Chad hadn't used any protection of any sort. This was horrible. Rogue felt filthy and extremely uncomfortable. Her hands dug deeper in the ground, she was unable to lift them up- but capable of pushing them down. She continued to cry, beg and pray that he'd stop and leave her alone. Please, Rogue thought, just let it stop. He was nibbling on her ear which felt just plain wrong. She new the feeling of Warren's lips, Warren's tongue- Warren's body- not Chad's or anybody else's. She was being hurt and sexually violated. The worst part was, beside from her thoughts of Warren– there were thoughts of Storm and how maybe, if she was still here- none of this would have happened. It was her fault- that she was dead and now she wished Storm was still walking the earth and it was her, probably rotting dead in a cellar. She wished that none of it had happened, none of whole Scarlett Witch thing. She wished it was still Warren and her- alone. Safe. It turned out this place wasn't any safer than Scarlett's. Maybe nowhere was. Chad moaned as she felt him push on her. Why did it hurt so much? Maybe because her gift was just yearning to get out- but it was trapped. Chad had seemed too friendly before- but that was probably just his game. When he pulled away from her and sat against the tree breathing harshly she finally turned over and crawled to her knees and stood up.

"Now it's time to go, I'm supposed to deliver you to a Scarlett Witch." Rogue looked at him hard- he never stopped this guy. Rogue just shook her head- then she bent down snatched up her jacket and ran. She crossed between trees, hoping his gift wouldn't work if she was blocked behind trees. She finally reached the clearing where the rundown building stood and she slipped the jacket on. Then she approached it- empty inside.