When I came back to our bedroom I found it deserted, no Jean in sight which
relieved me to no end. I had no real wish to have a repeat performance of the
earlier fight. I'm sure it will come soon enough even if I can't figure out where
this jealousy comes from. Towards Joanne, yes. She came as a shock to both of us, but
towards Rogue?
It's not like I've tried to win Rogue's heart or anything. We've never been anything but
good friends like I've been to Ororo, Betsy, Madelyne or any of the other women that are
living here. So why has she singled out Rogue to be the jealous of? I could understand it
if I had shown a romantic interest towards Rogue but I haven't. Or have I?
Shit. Maybe I have without realising it myself. I've always thought that Rogue will make some
guy very lucky one day but I never pictured myself being that guy. And maybe I wouldn't have
thought of it if it hadn't been for Joanne or Jean's reaction towards her. I know Jean's not
really fond of children, never have been.
Now that I think about it, I'm not all that sure whatever made me attracted to Jean in the first
place. Our different views on children is only one thing where we look at things from opposites
sides. She just takes things way too seriously, all the time. It's just work, work, work. If she's
not in the lab she's at some conference or the other or working as the spokeswoman for the mutant
cause in senate hearings. When there's none of that it's X-men buisness or teaching. I realise all
of that are important things and not only for her but I for one think you really do need to live too.
Not only work. I can't honestly remember the last time she did something just for fun or for her own
sake. Or when we did something together, just the two of us. It was a long time since there was some
romance in our relationship. And God knows I've tried but she's always too busy to even go out for a
simple dinner for two. The only thing she does for fun is to flirt. I know she wouldn't go all the way
and sleep with someone but me but why must she be such a tease? It's killing me when she can't avoid to
flirt with Remy, Warren or Logan when he was still around.
Opposites attract? Maybe, but I don't think that's a serious foundation to build a lasting relationship upon.
It would soon crumble down and I'm not surprised that Jean and I are starting to grow apart, I'm only surprised
that we lasted this long.
She's so different from Joanne's mother in just about every way that matters. Looks, manners, the
look on life, behaviour. Everything really.
Abigail was her name but she refused to be called that. It was Abby or nothing which I found really cute.
The first love of my life and at the time I thought she would be the future Mrs Summers. Just an infatuation
or a crush? Not at all. My grandparents, who I was living with since my parents died, certainly thought so
and I'm sure my brother thought so too. None of them said it out loud but I'm not blind. Not now
behind these glasses and not back then without them either. I know what they thought of it but they were wrong,
very wrong. The two years we had together were the best years of my life and it almost literally tore me apart when
it ended.
I wanted to hate her for it but I just couldn't and if it had been she that
had her mutant powers to manifest instead of me, who knows if it hadn't been
me that got scared shitless and ran? I certainly don't know. All I know about
that is that I got my power late in life, several years later than what is
usual actually. We were out dancing, celebrating her 19th birthday when it
happened. Some birthday that turned out to be. I had had a terrible headache for
several weeks at that point and that evening all hell broke loose. I can't say
I can blame her for running. Hell, I wanted to run! It's kinda hard to run away
from yourself though and if it hadn't been that Charles were already on the look-out
for mutants I don't know if I still would be alive. I probably wouldn't be. I
almost starved to death during the months I was blind. Anyway, that night was the
last time I saw her or heard of her until her death.
A part of me still love her though and I guess I always will. Joanne's wrong
about me not caring about her mother while she was still alive, I very much did but
I had absolutely no idea of where she was or if she wanted anything to do with me
anymore but how do you tell that to a nine-year old that just lost the only
parent she ever knew?
Anyway, I'm glad that Joanne got her looks more from me than from Abby. It would
be just too unnerving to have someone looking like the spitting image of her
now that I know I will never see her again.
Sweet, caring, good-natured Abby. Never far from a laugh even if it was at
her own expense. And those eyes of hers that made everyone take an instant
liking to her. The same eyes that made it impossiblle to lie to her convincingly, even if
you were so inclined.
Shit, shit, shit! Now I know why Jean doesn't like Rogue. Apart from the looks
Abby and Rogue are very much alike. Okay, Jean never met Abby but her telepathy
sure makes her very aware of how she was. Even more so when I first met Jean
and Charles and didn't know how to shield my thoughts and feelings from them.
I slowly rise from my bed and goes over to the drawer, retrieving a photo album
from my younger days. This journey down memory lane has made me want to see
Abby again, even if it's just in a photo.
There she is. Looking just like I remember. To think that it's been years
since I last took a look through this. Rather short, long black hair, blueish eyes
full of enjoyment, a smile on her face and as always looking like she's about to make
everyone around her enjoy life as much as possible.
Like I said, a lot like Rogue and not at all like Jean.
Which makes me misarble. Even if wanting to be involved with Rogue is what both
she and I would want, what about Jean? I really don't want to hurt her if I can
avoid it.
Why must life be so complicated?
relieved me to no end. I had no real wish to have a repeat performance of the
earlier fight. I'm sure it will come soon enough even if I can't figure out where
this jealousy comes from. Towards Joanne, yes. She came as a shock to both of us, but
towards Rogue?
It's not like I've tried to win Rogue's heart or anything. We've never been anything but
good friends like I've been to Ororo, Betsy, Madelyne or any of the other women that are
living here. So why has she singled out Rogue to be the jealous of? I could understand it
if I had shown a romantic interest towards Rogue but I haven't. Or have I?
Shit. Maybe I have without realising it myself. I've always thought that Rogue will make some
guy very lucky one day but I never pictured myself being that guy. And maybe I wouldn't have
thought of it if it hadn't been for Joanne or Jean's reaction towards her. I know Jean's not
really fond of children, never have been.
Now that I think about it, I'm not all that sure whatever made me attracted to Jean in the first
place. Our different views on children is only one thing where we look at things from opposites
sides. She just takes things way too seriously, all the time. It's just work, work, work. If she's
not in the lab she's at some conference or the other or working as the spokeswoman for the mutant
cause in senate hearings. When there's none of that it's X-men buisness or teaching. I realise all
of that are important things and not only for her but I for one think you really do need to live too.
Not only work. I can't honestly remember the last time she did something just for fun or for her own
sake. Or when we did something together, just the two of us. It was a long time since there was some
romance in our relationship. And God knows I've tried but she's always too busy to even go out for a
simple dinner for two. The only thing she does for fun is to flirt. I know she wouldn't go all the way
and sleep with someone but me but why must she be such a tease? It's killing me when she can't avoid to
flirt with Remy, Warren or Logan when he was still around.
Opposites attract? Maybe, but I don't think that's a serious foundation to build a lasting relationship upon.
It would soon crumble down and I'm not surprised that Jean and I are starting to grow apart, I'm only surprised
that we lasted this long.
She's so different from Joanne's mother in just about every way that matters. Looks, manners, the
look on life, behaviour. Everything really.
Abigail was her name but she refused to be called that. It was Abby or nothing which I found really cute.
The first love of my life and at the time I thought she would be the future Mrs Summers. Just an infatuation
or a crush? Not at all. My grandparents, who I was living with since my parents died, certainly thought so
and I'm sure my brother thought so too. None of them said it out loud but I'm not blind. Not now
behind these glasses and not back then without them either. I know what they thought of it but they were wrong,
very wrong. The two years we had together were the best years of my life and it almost literally tore me apart when
it ended.
I wanted to hate her for it but I just couldn't and if it had been she that
had her mutant powers to manifest instead of me, who knows if it hadn't been
me that got scared shitless and ran? I certainly don't know. All I know about
that is that I got my power late in life, several years later than what is
usual actually. We were out dancing, celebrating her 19th birthday when it
happened. Some birthday that turned out to be. I had had a terrible headache for
several weeks at that point and that evening all hell broke loose. I can't say
I can blame her for running. Hell, I wanted to run! It's kinda hard to run away
from yourself though and if it hadn't been that Charles were already on the look-out
for mutants I don't know if I still would be alive. I probably wouldn't be. I
almost starved to death during the months I was blind. Anyway, that night was the
last time I saw her or heard of her until her death.
A part of me still love her though and I guess I always will. Joanne's wrong
about me not caring about her mother while she was still alive, I very much did but
I had absolutely no idea of where she was or if she wanted anything to do with me
anymore but how do you tell that to a nine-year old that just lost the only
parent she ever knew?
Anyway, I'm glad that Joanne got her looks more from me than from Abby. It would
be just too unnerving to have someone looking like the spitting image of her
now that I know I will never see her again.
Sweet, caring, good-natured Abby. Never far from a laugh even if it was at
her own expense. And those eyes of hers that made everyone take an instant
liking to her. The same eyes that made it impossiblle to lie to her convincingly, even if
you were so inclined.
Shit, shit, shit! Now I know why Jean doesn't like Rogue. Apart from the looks
Abby and Rogue are very much alike. Okay, Jean never met Abby but her telepathy
sure makes her very aware of how she was. Even more so when I first met Jean
and Charles and didn't know how to shield my thoughts and feelings from them.
I slowly rise from my bed and goes over to the drawer, retrieving a photo album
from my younger days. This journey down memory lane has made me want to see
Abby again, even if it's just in a photo.
There she is. Looking just like I remember. To think that it's been years
since I last took a look through this. Rather short, long black hair, blueish eyes
full of enjoyment, a smile on her face and as always looking like she's about to make
everyone around her enjoy life as much as possible.
Like I said, a lot like Rogue and not at all like Jean.
Which makes me misarble. Even if wanting to be involved with Rogue is what both
she and I would want, what about Jean? I really don't want to hurt her if I can
avoid it.
Why must life be so complicated?