A/N: I am in love with reviews. I haven't like gotten too many, but yyaaaayy, I could take a bath in them. :)

Okie, about the story. The story is gonna have sooo many different types of themes. It all depends on the mood I'm in the day I write it. I'm also gonna write some stuff in other POVs. (Logan's?) Tell me any kind of suggestions you have and how you like it. If you despise reviewing then I would understand. ::weep:: but please tell me anything you want to see happen and I'll definitely consider it. Who do you want to see together at the end?? Anyone?? Tell me!!!! Oh and sorry this is so short. It is the second. And I was gonna post yesterday but it had the virus thinger ma jigger.

Chapter 3: Remy

It was a new feeling to have someone clinging so tight to my waist. Although it made me nervous, I had to admit that sitting so close to Remy wasn't the worst thing that could be happening. Especially compared to everything that had already happened that day.

I had actually for a second forgot about Jean. The pain came rushing back to me in a wave of misery. But I found that I couldn't cry.

Maybe Remy noticed my sadness because he hugged my waist a little tighter. And it actually made me feel better.

After driving about ten minutes we came to a cheap motel. (A/N: That sounds a little... odd?) We went to the registry area and I asked the guy behind the counter for two rooms. I knew that Remy didn't have any money so I just didn't bring up how he was going to pay for the room and decided to pay for it myself.

"Sorry," he said, "we only have one room left."

"How many beds?"

"One queen bed and a pull-out couch,"

"Okay, we'll take that."

He reached into a drawer and pulled out a key. He handed it to me and I led Remy to our room.

"Thanks for doing dis for Remy." Remy said when we were inside.

"No problem," I say and wave off the thank you.

In the dim lit bar and the dark parking lot Remy hadn't gotten a good look at my face and just now noticed the puffiness of my eyes from all the crying I had done.

"What's wrong, chere?"

"Nothing, I'm gonna take a shower. You can go down to the snack machines if you want." I say the last part while handing him a few bucks. "Get me some Fritos. Kay?"

He nodded and gave me a big smile. Damn, it was a gorgeous smile too.

I suppose to any normal person his red and black eyes would be scary. I liked them. Shit.

I sighed and headed for the shower.