Disclaimer: I am sad to say that I didn't come up with the brilliant idea of the x-men but it was made before my time so I think I should get a reprieve. So I don't own them or any rights to them sorry.
A/N: I have written a story similar to this one. It's a Rogan and really depressing I think I might post it here. But I am still unsure if I want to. Anyways this one is really dark and depressing only because I just finished reading Save the Last Dance for Me by: Darkstar and well it's sad and just kind of put me in the mood for an angst story. So here it is.
It's raining out and I can feel the sadness that is being emitted by Storm. I think her heart broke almost as much as mine did. You where her best friend and was considered the only "true" family she had left in this world. Even with all of your faults she stood behind you one hundred percent of the time. Even I couldn't do that.
So here I am sitting in our favorite spot in the whole mansion, where no one else could find us unless they used their mutations. We found it awhile back when we where still young and happy. Hidden away in the darkest recesses of Xavier's mansion. Forgotten and lost to the residents within.
It's just a small room beneath the stairs, once used as a broom closet. Now used as our hiding spot.
I feel like I am betraying you, sitting on the small cot you made one summer years before. It was our spot and now, now that your gone I feel like I am moving on with my life like you weren't even here in the first place.
But that's not true and I think, deep down that you know that too. Where ever you are. I almost hate myself for letting you leave the way you did. I was supposed to back you up no matter what the cost. You were, are the love of my life and no one can or will ever be able to change that.
The rain falls like the tears that I can not shed for myself. My body numb from years of pain and hurt that can no longer feel. At the moment I wish I had Storms ability to express myself in the changing of the weather. That way I wouldn't be able to feel the regret that I am now.
As I sit here watching the driveway that leads to the front steps of the mansion, hoping that you will return. I pull out a sheet of paper from the small binder under the bed and write to you the love that I could never fully express with words.
And as I finish the short verse I fold it up neatly and lay it on the old, tattered pillow that once held our heads. Then for one last time I look out the window from our hidden spot underneath the stairs and take myself back to the time when the world felt right and our love never seemed to end. And I remember as I let the thin blade of the knife cut my pearly white skin allowing the dark, crimson blood to add a little color to it. That you are somewhere out there hopefully thinking of me.
It doesn't even hurt now, my body to numb from the pain that my heart has experienced. Your betrayal of us, of the x-men has left me confused and uncaring towards this world that I had once so helplessly wanted to be apart of. That in it's self makes this process ever the easier.
I cut another long, deep, jagged line down my arm and continued to let the pain that I can no longer feel bleed out of me, for you or for me I can no longer tell. But the release is just what I needed and I smile in all my sorrow.
My eyes flutter shut as I finally picture you one last time. Red on black eyes and auburn hair with that ever so lean and muscular body that could wrap itself around me and make me forget about all my worries and woes. And as I remember I lose myself to it, letting it wrap around me like your arms once did. But like our memories our secrets are hidden in the dark corners of this little room hidden beneath the stairs. I will remember because that's the only thing I have left in this cruel world.
I will remember if only for a moment longer the love that we used to share. The only pure thing we had left in this stupid excuse of existence. I will remember you and our souls will forever be lost and kept in this little room beneath the stairs for all of eternity.