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A/N: So sorry about the chaoter mix up! Wups! ^_^
Dear Diary,
So that's that. Xavier's gone, and everyone is free of his control, at least for the time being. He threatened to come back some day, and I for one believe him. He truly is a sick person. There's nothing any of us can do about that, except be prepared, and on alert.
For a few weeks I've had to where a sling around my arm. Scott hit me pretty hard. Fortunately, this wound too would heal.
Now that Xavier's gone, all of us are at a loss for ideas. None of us know what to do or where to go. It's weird, even though I know that's how it should have always been. Us making our own decisions. But when you spend such a long time not having to worry about what you'll do tomorrow, because someone else already knows, well, that takes some getting used to.
I spoke with Jean, she decided that she was going to do some traveling. Amazingly, Scott was planning the same thing, what a coincidence! Evan wants to go back home for a while, and Ororo will probably go to visit him for some time. Kurt wasn't sure where he was going, but because of a timely offer from the brotherhood, he packed up his bags, and relocated to their place. Yes, the brotherhood was going to stay together, they were each other's family, and for them, it had always been based on free will. Kindly enough, they have promised to always view Jean and me as "sisters". How thrilling, I'll always be an honorary member of the brotherhood!
Surprisingly, Wolverine has decided to take on the former institute. The younger mutants hadn't anywhere to go, and Logan enjoys his training sessions, so he decided to keep it going. However, it's not for the same reasons as Xavier. Logan just wants outcast mutants to have a safe home. Yeah, I found it surprising too.
As for me, I guess I'll be heading home. Logan told me that I can stay if I would like. I think his exact words were "I never said you have to leave half-pint." Despite his gruff manner, I know he'll miss me. He's like the mutant father that I'll never have.
I know that I should be going home right now, but I still don't feel that I have things resolved enough in myself, to face my parents, and old friends. What would I tell them? Definitely not the truth. Anyway, I suppose the only thing that's held me back in Bayville this long is Lance. He's been babying me ever since Scott had shot me. Not that I mind, but, I have to get out of here, find myself. I know Lance doesn't want me to go. I just said good-bye to him a few minutes ago. He would never cry in front of me, but I think he wanted too. I know I'll see him again. I am confident that we'll have a future together, it just can't start yet. Until that time, my heart will always belong to Lance. Know one else will ever rock my world like he does.
I finished my diary entry. It felt nice to write again, especially what came from my heart. I put my diary in my purse, picked up the rest of my bags, and walked out of my room. At least, what was my room. I wonder if I'll ever see it again.
I walked down the stairs. I really had hoped to see Rogue before I had to leave. But she had been gone for the last few days, and no one knows where. Oh well, at least she was free.
I got to the bottom of the staircase.
"You want some help with those?" A deep voice asked. I turned to see Logan, leaning against the doorway with his arms crossed.
I smiled at him. "Thanks, but I got it. My cab should already be here."
He nodded, then shook his head smiling. "I hate to admit this, but I really am going to miss you half-pint. Maybe even more than the others."
It felt so nice to hear those words. I smiled back at him. Normally, I would have ran up and hugged him, but Logan wasn't that kind.
"Now listen, you better stay out of trouble. And if anyone gives you trouble, then let `em know they have to answer to me." He tried to say this with a straight face, but he couldn't help but smile. "All right, you better get out of here, your cabs waitin'."
I gave him one last smile, and turned to leave. Right as I got to the door I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around and Logan gave me a hug. Well, not exactly a hug but more of a brisk pat on the back. But I gave him a hug.
"Thank's for everything Logan." I said, then hurried out the door.
I walked down the steps of the institute at least one last time. I scanned to street and driveway, but I saw no sign of a cab. Darn cab companies, they're always late. A moment later I heard a screeching noise from around the corner. What on earth? It looked like Scott's car, but he was already in Paris.
A smile spread across my face. Screeching to a halt right in front of me was none other than Rogue!
"Hey Kit!" She said grinning, as she sat at the wheel of Scott's old convertible.
"What are you doing?" I asked in bewilderment.
"Well, since everyone else is leavin', and goin' on trips and stuff, ah thought that ah might as well too!"
I shook my head. "You're crazy!"
She nodded. "Ah know, now ahre you comin' or what?"
"You mean going with you?" She nodded. "I suppose I could...but where are we gonna go?"
She gave a wild laugh. "Your guess is as good as mine, where ever the road takes us."
I shook my head then jumped in the passenger seat. This was going to be a wild ride. We drove down the driveway, and as we did I took one last look at the house. The house that had introduced me to so many knew things, both good and bad, the one that had changed my life forever. As we left I realized that I didn't care if I ever saw the institute again. I was a new person, and I was my own person. Never again would Xavier cause me to doubt that, never again.
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A/N: Ahhh! So I think we're finally done. Let us know if you liked it, hopefully there'll be a sequel.
A/N: So sorry about the chaoter mix up! Wups! ^_^
Dear Diary,
So that's that. Xavier's gone, and everyone is free of his control, at least for the time being. He threatened to come back some day, and I for one believe him. He truly is a sick person. There's nothing any of us can do about that, except be prepared, and on alert.
For a few weeks I've had to where a sling around my arm. Scott hit me pretty hard. Fortunately, this wound too would heal.
Now that Xavier's gone, all of us are at a loss for ideas. None of us know what to do or where to go. It's weird, even though I know that's how it should have always been. Us making our own decisions. But when you spend such a long time not having to worry about what you'll do tomorrow, because someone else already knows, well, that takes some getting used to.
I spoke with Jean, she decided that she was going to do some traveling. Amazingly, Scott was planning the same thing, what a coincidence! Evan wants to go back home for a while, and Ororo will probably go to visit him for some time. Kurt wasn't sure where he was going, but because of a timely offer from the brotherhood, he packed up his bags, and relocated to their place. Yes, the brotherhood was going to stay together, they were each other's family, and for them, it had always been based on free will. Kindly enough, they have promised to always view Jean and me as "sisters". How thrilling, I'll always be an honorary member of the brotherhood!
Surprisingly, Wolverine has decided to take on the former institute. The younger mutants hadn't anywhere to go, and Logan enjoys his training sessions, so he decided to keep it going. However, it's not for the same reasons as Xavier. Logan just wants outcast mutants to have a safe home. Yeah, I found it surprising too.
As for me, I guess I'll be heading home. Logan told me that I can stay if I would like. I think his exact words were "I never said you have to leave half-pint." Despite his gruff manner, I know he'll miss me. He's like the mutant father that I'll never have.
I know that I should be going home right now, but I still don't feel that I have things resolved enough in myself, to face my parents, and old friends. What would I tell them? Definitely not the truth. Anyway, I suppose the only thing that's held me back in Bayville this long is Lance. He's been babying me ever since Scott had shot me. Not that I mind, but, I have to get out of here, find myself. I know Lance doesn't want me to go. I just said good-bye to him a few minutes ago. He would never cry in front of me, but I think he wanted too. I know I'll see him again. I am confident that we'll have a future together, it just can't start yet. Until that time, my heart will always belong to Lance. Know one else will ever rock my world like he does.
I finished my diary entry. It felt nice to write again, especially what came from my heart. I put my diary in my purse, picked up the rest of my bags, and walked out of my room. At least, what was my room. I wonder if I'll ever see it again.
I walked down the stairs. I really had hoped to see Rogue before I had to leave. But she had been gone for the last few days, and no one knows where. Oh well, at least she was free.
I got to the bottom of the staircase.
"You want some help with those?" A deep voice asked. I turned to see Logan, leaning against the doorway with his arms crossed.
I smiled at him. "Thanks, but I got it. My cab should already be here."
He nodded, then shook his head smiling. "I hate to admit this, but I really am going to miss you half-pint. Maybe even more than the others."
It felt so nice to hear those words. I smiled back at him. Normally, I would have ran up and hugged him, but Logan wasn't that kind.
"Now listen, you better stay out of trouble. And if anyone gives you trouble, then let `em know they have to answer to me." He tried to say this with a straight face, but he couldn't help but smile. "All right, you better get out of here, your cabs waitin'."
I gave him one last smile, and turned to leave. Right as I got to the door I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around and Logan gave me a hug. Well, not exactly a hug but more of a brisk pat on the back. But I gave him a hug.
"Thank's for everything Logan." I said, then hurried out the door.
I walked down the steps of the institute at least one last time. I scanned to street and driveway, but I saw no sign of a cab. Darn cab companies, they're always late. A moment later I heard a screeching noise from around the corner. What on earth? It looked like Scott's car, but he was already in Paris.
A smile spread across my face. Screeching to a halt right in front of me was none other than Rogue!
"Hey Kit!" She said grinning, as she sat at the wheel of Scott's old convertible.
"What are you doing?" I asked in bewilderment.
"Well, since everyone else is leavin', and goin' on trips and stuff, ah thought that ah might as well too!"
I shook my head. "You're crazy!"
She nodded. "Ah know, now ahre you comin' or what?"
"You mean going with you?" She nodded. "I suppose I could...but where are we gonna go?"
She gave a wild laugh. "Your guess is as good as mine, where ever the road takes us."
I shook my head then jumped in the passenger seat. This was going to be a wild ride. We drove down the driveway, and as we did I took one last look at the house. The house that had introduced me to so many knew things, both good and bad, the one that had changed my life forever. As we left I realized that I didn't care if I ever saw the institute again. I was a new person, and I was my own person. Never again would Xavier cause me to doubt that, never again.
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A/N: Ahhh! So I think we're finally done. Let us know if you liked it, hopefully there'll be a sequel.