I fucking hate all of this.

I apologize if I come off to broad, but I have had a rough day! Three goddam city emergencies, 17 hospital runs, two baby-making crises and attacks towards the mansion non-stop! Its been so much that Charles had to take a break away from the mansion! Now he's relaxing on a beach with Mystique, long story there, drinking rum and coke under some sun. Leaving Jean in charge to care for this chaos, which was also a bad idea since she didn't have an idea of what to do.

Personally, I believe Charles should have stayed so that we can keep a clear head of things. But oh no, the second he can walk after being healed, Mystique and he go to who knows where to fuck and breed.

Laying on my bed, I begin to enjoy the quietness of my room. How empty it was, so silent, so peaceful...but only for a moment.

*Knock-Knock*

"Storm-Suga! It is Rogue! Jean called in a meeting!" Rogue spoke from behind my front door.

"I'll be out in a second!" I growled at her. Rogue lets out a low sigh loud enough for us to hear. Stupid bitch, she knew I was tired! No! I shouldn't be mad at her, I should be mad at Jean! She's been making me and the other run around this school like a fucking headless chicken trying to escape a butcher! I could actually feel the wrinkles around my eyes cracking down towards my lips.

Crawling off my bed, I walked over to the door and opened it. Who I saw wasn't the southern sweetheart I would call my bestie boo, but the mistake of a lifetime that I am still regretting to this day.

"Going to the meeting?" He asked me. His lips then let out a buff of smoke forward in front of me. He was heading downstairs too from the looks of it! Why did I open the door just as he was passing it?

"I have no choice, Logan," I responded before closing the door. Both my hands grabbed the sides of my white locks and forces it all together into an imaginary ponytail. Which I didn't have, it was a nervous tick I did! I had since I was a kid after learning my parents died in a plane crash!

Walking towards the elevator, my eyes kept scanning to find Rogue anywhere! I didn't want to be alone with Logan, especially in an elevator for a minute. Yes, the teachers slept on the top floor, while the kids slept on the fourth floor. There are five floors in a total of the mansion, in case you didn't know. If you are wondering why we slept on the top floor, it is because its the floor with lesser rooms and toilets.

My eyes did find Rogue, sadly she was having a conversation with her husband Gambit in front of his bedroom. I almost felt like interrupting the two, you know, to ask some stupid questions like "How are you two doing?" or "Hows the pregnancy?" But I felt those are obvious questions people ask just to be noisy.

*DING*

Before I knew it, I was standing in front of silver bright walls that nearly reflected my image. Being pushed gently into the small box, I let out a low welp as I leaned against the wall. Logan follows behind, pressing the closed doors button. And if that wasn't bad enough, the smell of his cigar was started to fill my nostrils up with horror stench, a reminder of that night. That horrible mistake...

"You seem quite." He growled at me, I couldn't help but to sense a lil sarcasm in that comment. He knows dam well how I feel right now, he's just playing on it!

"I am thinking." I lied, best to lie at this moment. I can't tell him the truth, I can't tell him what's going through my mind. Honestly, I feel like a child trapped in a box!

"What are you thinking about?" He asked, why the hell is like this? Before he barely talked to me...well, that's not entirely true, we did talk, just not that much. What can I say? We never had much in common before, and the few things we did we normally kept those conversations short. But this one, it was going somewhere...

"Things..." I responded...ever felt dumb in your life? I do, at this very moment. Suddenly, the stop button was hit, I know this because the bright blue-silver color of the elevator turned red and the moving of the box halted. My eyes widen as my body is pushed against the cold wall by his large strong hands. Those dark brown eyes staring into my soul, practically feeding off my anxiety!

(In my story he's a little taller than her. I know in the comics she is taller than him, but in movies and nearly everything else he is taller than her...so he is tall in this one. Just a few inches above the head though, not a giant)

"I know when your lying, Ro." He growled at me, staring down, making me feel smaller than I truly am...and yet, I couldn't help but enjoy this feeling of weakness. Also, I couldn't help but wonder where his cigar went as well.

"How do you know?" I asked. I felt like teasing him at this point. If I use my powers in here, we would both fall to out death. Best not to play the stupid card...yet. Miles taught me that one, good kid!

"Those eyes of yours turn silver when your thinking. Just like that night..." He chuckled to me. I turn my head away to look away from him, only for him to grasp my chin and force me to look him straight in those brown dark eyes of his.

"Logan..."

The only thing that escaped my lips before he captured them in a kiss. His other hand holds me by the waist, keeping me there as our tongues slowly entwine together. His lips were dry, scraping against my bottom lip, but I didn't mind. I just wanted him to continue to hold me in his arms, to continue to press his body against mine. I didn't even care that he was pinning up against the wall. Nor that his had was riding up my dress, pulling the sides of panties down.

Why did I allow him to do this to me?

*DING*

A noise familiar to the both of us. The elevator had started again, lowering the big metal box we were in. Removing his hand from underwear, he gives me one last nibble on my neck before releasing me fully. Placing the cigar...where did that thing come from!?

"Fucking meetings." He growled. As the doors opened I found myself staring at the ground in shame. He did it to me again! What the hell sort of devilish charm did that jerk have!?

Kikkie: I have never been in such a bad depression before, and I am a college student! But hopefully, things get better soon enough! Anyway, thank you for reading! Keep an eye out for the next chapter soon enough!

Please be safe, this virus is, no question asked, the biggest thing to happen in...well the world! Seeing everything close down and people fighting each other for toilet paper, rubbing alcohol, soap and hand sanitizers is the most terrifying thing I have ever seen in my life! I saw people at the beginning of this buy a shit ton of toilet paper before stores put signs that said ONLY 2 PER CUSTOMER. Let it be known, my family and I are still looking for toilet paper!

It is a sad time. It is also a time where we cant panic and go crazy! I have family members who are sick and I am also worried. But I can't panic because what good will that do? Their not so bad and they keep to themselves in one room. It hurts me to see them like this but what can I do?

Its funny how I talk like this in a message for a fanfic.

but what I am trying to say is, don't lose hope and keep a good thought near you. Because one day this disease will go away and we will be able to go out again and see the sun while talking to our friends. Its hard, I know personally, being a full time student I am trying to finish school while also helping with the sickness in my tough, its fucking tough! But sometimes you got to throw a smile on your face and move on.

Anyway, thank you for reading, please wash your hands, keep six feet away from people, and have a great day!