Well, this is it...the LAST chapter..heh...ENJOY!
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Scott knocked on her door, still doubting she would hear it. The music blared through the door, and he sighed, the lyrics hitting his ears.
She kisses everyone goodbye,
and waves her middle finger high.
They're never gonna' mess with her again.
The dramam queen is 17...
"Rogue?" He asked through the door.
Everytime they put her down,
she makes a fist, tears fall down.
She packs her bags and plans to run away.
She wasted all her lonely tear drops.
She's saying goodbye, and leaving tonight.
She's wasted all her lonely tear drops...
He felt someone else behind him. He looked back slightly, eyes falling upon a scornful Warren. The last thing Rogue needed was some dumbass excuse of why he blew her off?
"Go away." Scott said in a harsh tone. Warren ignored him, and knocked on the door, scooting Scott out of the way.
"Rogue?"
The door knob turned, and there stood Rogue, a vacant look in her eyes. SHe pushed through the two, a duffle bag over her shoulder. They stood dumbfounded, as she continued down the hall. Scott cast a glance into he side of the room she shared with Kitty. Her posters were taken down, well, a few. Her three Vampire Chronicle posters, and her one of Dani Filth. Her dresser was cleared off, and one of the drawers was slightly ajar. It was empty. Scott gasped, Rogue was going somewhere. It was not unnoticde by Warren.
"What's she doing?" he asked. Scott looked at him maliciously.
"This is all your fault!" he cried,"Rogue's upset because of you!"
"Me?" Warren asked, appalled. "You were the one avoiding her! Making her feel worthless! Believe me, I know! She told me!"
"You forgot about your 'date' today. You made her cry!" Scott retorted.
"You think you didn't?" Scott stopped. Warren had a point. Had he truly hurt Rogue?"and, I would have been here on time if Jean hadn't stayed in that damned dressing room so long. I tried to get here as fast as I could!" Yes, he forgot, Jean was upset with Rogue, but he thought she was better than that, better than getting even in such a way. She made Warren late on purpose.
"We have to talk to her."
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Rogue stood in her solitary state, waiting for the Proffesser to finish speaking to Logan, who was flying her to Hawaii. They would take a mini jet, be there quickly. She hadn't told anyone. She was just leaving, but by now she figured Scott and Warren would have made supple fuss over her empty room. Logan left the Proffesser and began to prepare the jet. Xavier smiled at her, and motioned for her to go. It was time. She began to walk.
"Wait!" it was Scott. Don't stop, don't turn around. Yet, she did, and looked at him with welling eyes. He caught up to her.
"What're you doing?" he asked tenderly, worried.
"Leaving. Ah'm gonna' go stay with your brother for a few months." Rogue answered softly, almost ashamed. She was running, or so it seemed.
"But, why?" he asked, hurt. Rogue leaned back, and pulled a leather bound book from her bag. It was a deep green, a Celtic Cross stampted on the front. It was held shut by a sting tied around a silver button.
"Read today's entry." She walked forward, and kissed him on the cheek. She ran to the jet then. It took off quickly, and she did not look back to Scott through the window, she just stared forward. She cried, but they were in the air now. No turning back. Scott felt his heart twist.
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Scott sat at his desk once again, staring at the book infront of him. It lay open, and he began to read, afraid.
1-7-02
Journal,
I told the Proffesser I would go, he was right, and I do need a break. Scott and Warren have made it very clear that I'm not welcome. Scott ignores me, Warren forget's me. I'm not sure which is worth. It makes my heart ache, and I feel sick like never before. A month ago, I was in love with Scott, a week ago, I was in love with Warren. But if someone were to ask now, which I would pick. I would say neither.
-Marie.
Scott sighed, and sat back in his chair. This was his fault. He had alieanated her, made her feel unwelcome when she needed that comfort the most. He sighed, and the tears came. But didn't you know, I loved you too? he thought to no one.
~~Fine~~
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Well...that's it...sucks, no? Well, don't worry, I'm working on a sequel, that is, if ya'll want one? Anyway, review, and let me know, huh? (A/N: The sequel will have some Alex/Rogue thrown in there...aswell as some Scott and Warren rivalry. It seems like everyone wants Rogue, no?)
~~*~~
Scott knocked on her door, still doubting she would hear it. The music blared through the door, and he sighed, the lyrics hitting his ears.
She kisses everyone goodbye,
and waves her middle finger high.
They're never gonna' mess with her again.
The dramam queen is 17...
"Rogue?" He asked through the door.
Everytime they put her down,
she makes a fist, tears fall down.
She packs her bags and plans to run away.
She wasted all her lonely tear drops.
She's saying goodbye, and leaving tonight.
She's wasted all her lonely tear drops...
He felt someone else behind him. He looked back slightly, eyes falling upon a scornful Warren. The last thing Rogue needed was some dumbass excuse of why he blew her off?
"Go away." Scott said in a harsh tone. Warren ignored him, and knocked on the door, scooting Scott out of the way.
"Rogue?"
The door knob turned, and there stood Rogue, a vacant look in her eyes. SHe pushed through the two, a duffle bag over her shoulder. They stood dumbfounded, as she continued down the hall. Scott cast a glance into he side of the room she shared with Kitty. Her posters were taken down, well, a few. Her three Vampire Chronicle posters, and her one of Dani Filth. Her dresser was cleared off, and one of the drawers was slightly ajar. It was empty. Scott gasped, Rogue was going somewhere. It was not unnoticde by Warren.
"What's she doing?" he asked. Scott looked at him maliciously.
"This is all your fault!" he cried,"Rogue's upset because of you!"
"Me?" Warren asked, appalled. "You were the one avoiding her! Making her feel worthless! Believe me, I know! She told me!"
"You forgot about your 'date' today. You made her cry!" Scott retorted.
"You think you didn't?" Scott stopped. Warren had a point. Had he truly hurt Rogue?"and, I would have been here on time if Jean hadn't stayed in that damned dressing room so long. I tried to get here as fast as I could!" Yes, he forgot, Jean was upset with Rogue, but he thought she was better than that, better than getting even in such a way. She made Warren late on purpose.
"We have to talk to her."
~~*~~
Rogue stood in her solitary state, waiting for the Proffesser to finish speaking to Logan, who was flying her to Hawaii. They would take a mini jet, be there quickly. She hadn't told anyone. She was just leaving, but by now she figured Scott and Warren would have made supple fuss over her empty room. Logan left the Proffesser and began to prepare the jet. Xavier smiled at her, and motioned for her to go. It was time. She began to walk.
"Wait!" it was Scott. Don't stop, don't turn around. Yet, she did, and looked at him with welling eyes. He caught up to her.
"What're you doing?" he asked tenderly, worried.
"Leaving. Ah'm gonna' go stay with your brother for a few months." Rogue answered softly, almost ashamed. She was running, or so it seemed.
"But, why?" he asked, hurt. Rogue leaned back, and pulled a leather bound book from her bag. It was a deep green, a Celtic Cross stampted on the front. It was held shut by a sting tied around a silver button.
"Read today's entry." She walked forward, and kissed him on the cheek. She ran to the jet then. It took off quickly, and she did not look back to Scott through the window, she just stared forward. She cried, but they were in the air now. No turning back. Scott felt his heart twist.
~~*~~
Scott sat at his desk once again, staring at the book infront of him. It lay open, and he began to read, afraid.
1-7-02
Journal,
I told the Proffesser I would go, he was right, and I do need a break. Scott and Warren have made it very clear that I'm not welcome. Scott ignores me, Warren forget's me. I'm not sure which is worth. It makes my heart ache, and I feel sick like never before. A month ago, I was in love with Scott, a week ago, I was in love with Warren. But if someone were to ask now, which I would pick. I would say neither.
-Marie.
Scott sighed, and sat back in his chair. This was his fault. He had alieanated her, made her feel unwelcome when she needed that comfort the most. He sighed, and the tears came. But didn't you know, I loved you too? he thought to no one.
~~Fine~~
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Well...that's it...sucks, no? Well, don't worry, I'm working on a sequel, that is, if ya'll want one? Anyway, review, and let me know, huh? (A/N: The sequel will have some Alex/Rogue thrown in there...aswell as some Scott and Warren rivalry. It seems like everyone wants Rogue, no?)