Logan's POV

Logan's POV

What the hell was she thinkin' kissin' another girl? And then she turns around and yells at me
for fuckin' Jeannie in her time of need! I left her because I didn't know what to think. I
could see it in her eyes that she wasn't the initiator of the kiss. Which means I yelled at her
for nothing. What the hell did I just do? I'll tell ya what I did. I possibly just ruined a
friendship because I got jealous of her kissin' someone. No! No! I didn't get jealous! Not over
the kid. But she isn't a kid! Shit Logan take your hands out of your hair and pull yourself
together. You had what you wanted.

I happened to walk by Marie while she was talkin' to the girl in the yellow. Her name was
Jubilee I think.

"Jubes why tha hell did ya kiss me to begin with?! Did you see how mad Logan was?"

Oh shit Marie I'm sorry I never meant to come off that way.

"Ya I saw and you know what Rogue, for an entire year, you sulked around the school gripping
onto the damned tags of his. You locked yourself off from the rest of humanity. And didn't you
see how much bobby loved you? You wouldn't even look at him because of Logan. Finally you got
over him and now that he is back, did you really expect him to be the same?"

"That doesn't answer my question Jubes."

I could see the hurt in Marie's eyes. The tears were stinging her eyes as they filled my senses.

"I don't know Rogue. Friends kiss. I wanted to know what it was like."

With that, the girl in yellow turned and walked away from Marie, leaving her standing there with
her gloved hands cupped over her face. Why the hell do I feel such sadness in my mind? I don't
love her damnit. I love Jean. Always have always will. But why are my knuckles turning white
and my jowls are flaring.

"Hey Kid."

Was I actually talkin' to her? I had no idea that I had even moved.

"Please go away Logan. I have heard enough of your shit lately."

Ouch. That hurt.

"I just wanted to apologize kid."

"I AM NOT A KID ANYMORE LOGAN! LOOK AT ME!"

she was right. She wasn't a kid. My Marie developed from the scared, desperate kid I first met
into a smart, well-rounded woman. Did I just say MY Marie?

"I know that. But you are still a kid to me Marie. You are still the young girl I protected
and saved on that damned statue of liberty."

I felt a stinging on my face when I was able to open my eyes. Marie clutched her hand to her
chest crying. She slapped me.

"Let me see Marie."

I reached for her hand but she pulled away as her bottom lip quivered and those brown doe eyes
stared up at me welded with tears. I know that her hand hitting the adamantium must have hurt a
lot.

"Just leave me alone Logan. Come talk to me when you realize that I have changed, the people at
the mansion have changed, and that I am no longer a child. Hell I am old enough to drink, get
married, and even fuck older men!"

I took that as a hint. There was no doubt in my mind she became infatuated with me when I came
back. She moved her hair aside and I saw a shimmer come off her chest. She put them back on.

"Alright Marie. We can talk later."

I reached out to give her a hug but the professor came up to us with a concerned look on his
face. I looked over at Marie. So many things rushed through my mind. I looked her up and down
questioning what I should do. I loved the girl but as what?

"I need you two in the ready room as soon as possible please. We have a situation on our hands."

Marie left before I could even look at her. She glanced over her shoulder once and dropped the
tags on the floor purposefully. I walked over to pick them up and I could still feel her warmth
on the metal. It burned into my skin. I left the Rec room and ran into Scott in the hallway.

"Logan."

"Scott."

He had to of known. But I really didn't care. I hated the dick anyway.

"hey Logan. Stay away from my girl."

I didn't even turn around. I grinned a little and continued walking to the Ready room meeting
Jean half way.