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Ororo had been locking up the tunnels exit, when she heard some voices coming towards her.
"Ororo told us about Lici, Victor,", A woman's voice said, #mystique#
"She did?…..why? when?", A shiver went through Ororo, #Victor, what is he doing here?# she thought. Looking around she didn't know what to do. She looked up and took to the sky, flying as fast as she could to her room.
Just a few seconds after Ororo flew, Victor and company came to the spot she had been standing in. Stopping, Victor sniffed the air, "She was here.". Victor inhaled deeply for a few seconds.
Toad and mystique exchanged a look. "Victor?", Toad asked. "You alright."
Shocked, Victor looked at Toad. #I forgot they were here#, he nodded.
Mystique whispered, "Come on you guys, we don't know how long we got until the x-guys come after us."
Victor looked up at the sky, knowing where Ororo had gone, with a sigh he began to walk again.
**
Ororo pulled a big suitcase out from under her bed. Quickly she began to stuff her things into it. Clothes only, she would return for her trinkets and other things later. She soon had most of her clothes put into the case, but realized she was going to need another bag. #Jean won't mind, I'll bring it back to her later.# she thought of Jean's suitcase that was about the same size as Ororo's. She knew that she didn't have much time. Quickly, she ran down to Jean's room. She went to her closet and opened it. Immediately she saw the suitcase. She grabbed it and was about to shut the closet door when she saw something she hadn't seen for a year.
flashback
"Ororo where did you get that Jacket.?", jean asked referring to the new three and a quarter length, leather Jacket** that Ororo was wearing.
"Oh, I saw it at Express and decided to splurge. Isn't it divine?"
"Yeah!", Jean eyed the Jacket and smiled. "Beautiful!"
A little while later
"Jean?! I can't find it!"
"Can't find what?"
"My new Jacket! The one I bought a week ago? I think I lost it."
"Wait, hold on!, where did you last see it?"
"Well, last night, I wore it to the club….The club! Damn it! Must have left it there. 350 dollars down the drain!"
"don't worry, Ro! I'm sure it'll turn up!"
Now
Ororo's mouth dropped open in shock. There in the back of Jean's closet, hung her Jacket. #no, Jean….you wouldn't do that to me#, Ororo sat down the suit case and grabbed the coat. It had been worn only a couple of times. But Ororo could still smell Jean's Chanel number five perfume on it.
Ororo ripped the hanger off of the jacket and out it on. #I can't believe her. That god damn bitch.#
Any doubts Ororo had about leaving, had flown out the window when she saw that coat. Ororo threw the hanger down, grabbed the suitcase and headed back to her room.
As soon as she was all packed she heard voices coming from the stairs that lead to her room. Ororo ran over to her door and locked it. the knob began to turn.
"Ororo?", Logan's voice came from the door. "Open the door.", Ororo didn't move, "God damn it Ro! Open the fucking door. I know you are in there."
Ororo snapped to attention, hurriedly, she grabbed on of the suitcase and threw it out the window. It coasted down, carried by the wind. Ororo repeated the action with the other one. As soon as she had thrown the suitcase out. The door burst open.
"What the fuck are you doing Ororo?", Logan asked her.
"Nothing Logan, why would you think I'm doing anything?"
Jean walked into the room. And flicked on the light. As soon as she saw the coat she gasped. "Ororo, what? how?"
Logan looked at the coat, he recognized it from on of the dates he and Jean went on. "Now you're stealing? Damn Ororo, I felt so sorry for you when I came back here. Now I see just why every one treats you the way you do. You are a bitch! Letting Mystique and Toad out. What the hell were you thinking?"
Ororo had kept quiet. Only staring at a painting she had done her senior year at the Institute. But hearing Logan's words brought something back.
"Don't let people walk on you Ororo"
Ororo looked at Logan, "So NOW I'm the thief? Obviously you know nothing about me Logan. That's all I used to do back in Africa. If I was stealing this coat, I wouldn't have been caught. But if Jean wants it back, she can have it back. I mean after all, Jean gets what Jean wants!", She took off the coat, and threw it on the floor. "Don't you? You got Scott, you got Logan you got every fucking thing you ever wanted! EVER! Even after I told you I really liked Scott, you had to accept his damn Card.", Scott and Jean looked at each other.
Suddenly, a clap of thunder shook the house. "All I ever wanted was someone to love me the way he did you. Forge never treated me the way Scott treats you. And then, what's this? A new guy comes! I think, maybe this is my turn, but Noooo he's in love with who? JEAN! And is she happy to forget the new guy and concentrate on her man? Noooo she has to have the new guy too! and then I lose my memory, and I find a friend who takes me shopping every weekend, who calls me up just so we can talk. Who tells me that I should never let any one walk over me. I have a papa, who says I am his world. Who says he loves me, who talks to me as if I matter to him, rather than just a worker of his! And most of all, I have a husband," Ororo had to stop. A steady rain had began to fall. "….I have a husband……who loves me….loves me so much, that he makes me promise to never leave him. And then guess what happens? This asshole right here." Ororo points to Logan, who takes a step back in shock. "Kills my new friend, and this bitch", she pointed to Jean, "Makes me remember everything. Well, you know what Jean? I wish you hadn't, because they treated me a hell of a lot better than you guys ever did."
Scott took a step forward, "Ororo, it was an act, they only acted that way because they wanted to use you against us."
Ororo sobbed, 'I know! Don't you think I know that? Which is why it is so much worse. They were pretending to care and they treated me better than any of you did, when you really were caring."
Jean took a step forward, "Ororo, why didn't you tell me all this? I would have listened."
Ororo squeezed her eyes shut, "Would you Jean? Oh, well when would you have? When you were busy fucking Scott? Or Logan? Or when you and the girls decide you want to go shopping and leave little ole Ororo behind? When you were stealing my 350 dollar coat? I can't take it any more Jean, I am tired of pretending I am okay with everything." Ororo went over to the window, stopped, turned around, and grabbed the coat she had thrown down. She grabbed a pillow case and stuffed the coat in it. Before she jumped out the window she turned back and said, "This past month…..I was Ororo Creed. And I loved every fucking minute of It.". She jumped out of the window, coasting down to her now soaking luggage.
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Ororo had been locking up the tunnels exit, when she heard some voices coming towards her.
"Ororo told us about Lici, Victor,", A woman's voice said, #mystique#
"She did?…..why? when?", A shiver went through Ororo, #Victor, what is he doing here?# she thought. Looking around she didn't know what to do. She looked up and took to the sky, flying as fast as she could to her room.
Just a few seconds after Ororo flew, Victor and company came to the spot she had been standing in. Stopping, Victor sniffed the air, "She was here.". Victor inhaled deeply for a few seconds.
Toad and mystique exchanged a look. "Victor?", Toad asked. "You alright."
Shocked, Victor looked at Toad. #I forgot they were here#, he nodded.
Mystique whispered, "Come on you guys, we don't know how long we got until the x-guys come after us."
Victor looked up at the sky, knowing where Ororo had gone, with a sigh he began to walk again.
**
Ororo pulled a big suitcase out from under her bed. Quickly she began to stuff her things into it. Clothes only, she would return for her trinkets and other things later. She soon had most of her clothes put into the case, but realized she was going to need another bag. #Jean won't mind, I'll bring it back to her later.# she thought of Jean's suitcase that was about the same size as Ororo's. She knew that she didn't have much time. Quickly, she ran down to Jean's room. She went to her closet and opened it. Immediately she saw the suitcase. She grabbed it and was about to shut the closet door when she saw something she hadn't seen for a year.
flashback
"Ororo where did you get that Jacket.?", jean asked referring to the new three and a quarter length, leather Jacket** that Ororo was wearing.
"Oh, I saw it at Express and decided to splurge. Isn't it divine?"
"Yeah!", Jean eyed the Jacket and smiled. "Beautiful!"
A little while later
"Jean?! I can't find it!"
"Can't find what?"
"My new Jacket! The one I bought a week ago? I think I lost it."
"Wait, hold on!, where did you last see it?"
"Well, last night, I wore it to the club….The club! Damn it! Must have left it there. 350 dollars down the drain!"
"don't worry, Ro! I'm sure it'll turn up!"
Now
Ororo's mouth dropped open in shock. There in the back of Jean's closet, hung her Jacket. #no, Jean….you wouldn't do that to me#, Ororo sat down the suit case and grabbed the coat. It had been worn only a couple of times. But Ororo could still smell Jean's Chanel number five perfume on it.
Ororo ripped the hanger off of the jacket and out it on. #I can't believe her. That god damn bitch.#
Any doubts Ororo had about leaving, had flown out the window when she saw that coat. Ororo threw the hanger down, grabbed the suitcase and headed back to her room.
As soon as she was all packed she heard voices coming from the stairs that lead to her room. Ororo ran over to her door and locked it. the knob began to turn.
"Ororo?", Logan's voice came from the door. "Open the door.", Ororo didn't move, "God damn it Ro! Open the fucking door. I know you are in there."
Ororo snapped to attention, hurriedly, she grabbed on of the suitcase and threw it out the window. It coasted down, carried by the wind. Ororo repeated the action with the other one. As soon as she had thrown the suitcase out. The door burst open.
"What the fuck are you doing Ororo?", Logan asked her.
"Nothing Logan, why would you think I'm doing anything?"
Jean walked into the room. And flicked on the light. As soon as she saw the coat she gasped. "Ororo, what? how?"
Logan looked at the coat, he recognized it from on of the dates he and Jean went on. "Now you're stealing? Damn Ororo, I felt so sorry for you when I came back here. Now I see just why every one treats you the way you do. You are a bitch! Letting Mystique and Toad out. What the hell were you thinking?"
Ororo had kept quiet. Only staring at a painting she had done her senior year at the Institute. But hearing Logan's words brought something back.
"Don't let people walk on you Ororo"
Ororo looked at Logan, "So NOW I'm the thief? Obviously you know nothing about me Logan. That's all I used to do back in Africa. If I was stealing this coat, I wouldn't have been caught. But if Jean wants it back, she can have it back. I mean after all, Jean gets what Jean wants!", She took off the coat, and threw it on the floor. "Don't you? You got Scott, you got Logan you got every fucking thing you ever wanted! EVER! Even after I told you I really liked Scott, you had to accept his damn Card.", Scott and Jean looked at each other.
Suddenly, a clap of thunder shook the house. "All I ever wanted was someone to love me the way he did you. Forge never treated me the way Scott treats you. And then, what's this? A new guy comes! I think, maybe this is my turn, but Noooo he's in love with who? JEAN! And is she happy to forget the new guy and concentrate on her man? Noooo she has to have the new guy too! and then I lose my memory, and I find a friend who takes me shopping every weekend, who calls me up just so we can talk. Who tells me that I should never let any one walk over me. I have a papa, who says I am his world. Who says he loves me, who talks to me as if I matter to him, rather than just a worker of his! And most of all, I have a husband," Ororo had to stop. A steady rain had began to fall. "….I have a husband……who loves me….loves me so much, that he makes me promise to never leave him. And then guess what happens? This asshole right here." Ororo points to Logan, who takes a step back in shock. "Kills my new friend, and this bitch", she pointed to Jean, "Makes me remember everything. Well, you know what Jean? I wish you hadn't, because they treated me a hell of a lot better than you guys ever did."
Scott took a step forward, "Ororo, it was an act, they only acted that way because they wanted to use you against us."
Ororo sobbed, 'I know! Don't you think I know that? Which is why it is so much worse. They were pretending to care and they treated me better than any of you did, when you really were caring."
Jean took a step forward, "Ororo, why didn't you tell me all this? I would have listened."
Ororo squeezed her eyes shut, "Would you Jean? Oh, well when would you have? When you were busy fucking Scott? Or Logan? Or when you and the girls decide you want to go shopping and leave little ole Ororo behind? When you were stealing my 350 dollar coat? I can't take it any more Jean, I am tired of pretending I am okay with everything." Ororo went over to the window, stopped, turned around, and grabbed the coat she had thrown down. She grabbed a pillow case and stuffed the coat in it. Before she jumped out the window she turned back and said, "This past month…..I was Ororo Creed. And I loved every fucking minute of It.". She jumped out of the window, coasting down to her now soaking luggage.