Authors Notes: Can we say, angst and pain? Ok, I've been beating around the bush long enough, here we go into the real stuff! And, what she does may make her seem a little like Tabby, but she leaves in the morning, instead of self imposing. And she didn't force herself on them. Ok, now I've just given the whole chapter away.. -.-
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Min collapsed on the chair, holding a book, and a large bowl of hot, buttery popcorn by her side, on the desk/bookshelf/dresser which Min lovingly called Wendy. She took one look at the picture window, and her heart nearly melted in happiness. A storm. Now, some of her best times back in Cali was reading during a storm. When she was a little girl, her father used to read to her whenever there was a storm.
Her father... now there was a tricky subject. Her father, Mike, had been in a car crash when Min was only 11. She had all sorts of scattered memories about him, and sometimes they popped up when she least expected. As did memories of Damien, no matter how hard she pushed them back. She was really out of touch with the dating scene, and that's how she liked it. Less chance of getting hurt. Again.
There was a tentative knock on the door, which caused Min to look up from her book, and she sighed. She had gone from really happy to upset in a matter of minutes. "Come in."
The door made its signature creak/groan, and in peeked Scott, wearing a green robe over boxers and a t-shirt. Min nodded, giving him permission to come in, even though she already did before. He came in and sat down on the bed, giving her a warm grin.
"You were good today, for your first day in school. You didn't even break a window." He meant it as a compliment, but Min just gaped at him like he was crazy. ~-~He really has little faith in me.~-~ "Sorry, that came out wrong. I meant..."
"I know what you meant. Don't worry about it." She shrugged it off, turning back to her book, the boom of thunder impressing the background, and lightning illuminating the dark sky. The lights flickered a bit, which made Scott flinch, but Min didn't move. "I, um, better get some sleep. See you tomorrow?"
"Yeah."
Min pulled the quilt her mother had sent on her shoulders, presuming her old habit of falling asleep on a chair when there was a storm. Another thing she used to do with her father. She let the sounds rock her to sleep.
***
Kitty awoke to the sounds of screams and wails, and walked over blindly to the window, opening it with all her strength. "Lance, we just hung up, if your serenading me again, I'm going to have to hurt you!" But no one was there. The screams were still loud and lively, though. Almost fully woken up, she walked over to Rogue and shook her until she woke up. "Rogue, listen."
"Ah think its Min, but ah'm not sure." She muttered, rubbing her eyes with her bare white hands. Kitty seemed to believe this, and phased through the left wall. Through Scott's room, Kurt's room, then Min's room.
The screams had stopped, and now she was curled up in a sphere, hugging her knee's and shaking. And it seemed she had an anti-matter explosion, as everything in her room, wood or not, looked like it had been attacked by termites. But she knew Min wouldn't do this, at least, not with her own free will.
"Min? Are you, like, ok?" Min raised her head, and Kitty saw every cell on her body trembling. Min reminded Kitty of herself, the night she fell into the basement through the floor. "I'll get the Professor."
'No need Kitty. But, you can go back to sleep now. Good night.' Came a voice into the room, which was definitely Xavier. He wheeled himself in, watching Kitty phase back to her room. He came closer, extending one arm expertly. "I'll calm it down, if you'd let me."
His voice was so soothing and gentle, Min stopped shaking and let go of her knees, and let the Professor place his hand on her forehead. For a few minutes it felt soothing, like when her Mom stroked her head tenderly, but then she began to feel something different and painful in her head, kind of like a growing headache. "Stop."
A confused look came to his face, but he still continued. Even though Min knew he wasn't trying to hurt her, he was. "I'm trying to help you, Min."
"I said stop!!" She shouted, her mind reflecting her anger and sending out a wave of anti matter. The wheel's on his chair broke, and he fell, in obvious pain, giving her a very odd look. She held her head in her hands, breathing very heavily
Scott, followed by Evan and Jean ran in, at the sound of the shout and the snap of the wheels. Jean and Evan helped Xavier up, but Scott ran right to Min and put a hand on her shoulder, concern creasing in his lean face. "What happened?"
"I... I asked him to stop, and he wouldn't, ....It hurt, he didn't mean to, but it did... and he wouldn't stop..." She began to sob, tears welling up in her eyes and leaving a trail on her hands. "It just happened... I don't know why, but it did!"
"Relax, Min. Just, calm down." He said, placing one hand on her back. "Professor, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, Scott. My wheelchair's the casualty. But, how is Min?" He asked, as Jean telekinetically put all the pieces of the wheels back together, struggling to hold them. Not an easy task.
"Very shaken up. My guess is, from looking at her room, her powers grew too strong for her." He stood up, and looked around. Indeed, the entire room was totalled. From the book shelf, to the bed, and everything else that lay between. Which, basically meant everything else. Scott helped Jean by holding up the chair, but when he wasn't looking, the window, the only thing not yet broken, broke. And she was gone.
***
~-~I cannot believe I did that. Just left, like that. But, I hurt him. I guess I was right, I never belonged there. But, for now, all I need is a place to crash for the night. I could catch a train and go stay with Lee, but that'll take too long, and I don't have money. The no money thing cancels out a hotel/motel/hostel too. That only leaves one possibility.~-~
Clutching herself, her pajamas soaking in salty rain. She saw a large brown and white house, with a sign in the front. She walked to the front door, and with all her courage, knocked on the door. ~-~Please let me stay, please let me stay...~-~
She heard an argument that she had to laugh at. ('You answer it!' 'No, you answer it! What if its Mystique?' 'She ain't coming back, I'll answer it!') She heard footsteps, then the creak of a heavy wooden door. Then Lance's eager, "Min! What's up?"
"Can I crash here for the night? Things got ...complicated at the Mansion. I had to leave. So, can I?"
Lance looked inside, and Pietro nodded, barely bothering to look up from his magazine. Lance turned back to Min, and opened the door enough to let her in. She flashed him a grin, and pushed by him.
"Hey Min, why ya here?" Pietro asked, putting down his magazine and leaning forward. Min sighed, giving him a small smile.
"I need a place to stay the night. And I'm totally broke." Pietro raised a brow, as Lance sat down on the couch beside him. Min could tell she was in for another X-men bashing, and she didn't relish the situation. She was planning on going back tomorrow; she really liked it there. But for now, she needed a nights worth of thinking time.
"K."
***
"Professor, can you trace Min with Cerebro?" Scott asked, as Jean struggled to move the Professor, with her telekinesis, onto a chair while Scott repaired the broken wheels.
"I can, but I'm not going to. I have a feeling she'll be back. She probably just needs to clear her head. We need to let her do so; or else we might scare her off. She seem's pretty broken up over the whole situation as it is."
"What if she doesn't come back?" Jean asked, piping up for the first time. Scott glanced at her, amazed. That was the only possibility he hadn't thought of.
"I don't know. Then we might have to go find her." Xavier answered, sighing.
"What if she's gone? Like, you know, she went back to California."
"Highly unlikely. She has little money, and she doesn't really know her way around town yet. We'll just have to trust her for now. And hope she makes the right decision."
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Min collapsed on the chair, holding a book, and a large bowl of hot, buttery popcorn by her side, on the desk/bookshelf/dresser which Min lovingly called Wendy. She took one look at the picture window, and her heart nearly melted in happiness. A storm. Now, some of her best times back in Cali was reading during a storm. When she was a little girl, her father used to read to her whenever there was a storm.
Her father... now there was a tricky subject. Her father, Mike, had been in a car crash when Min was only 11. She had all sorts of scattered memories about him, and sometimes they popped up when she least expected. As did memories of Damien, no matter how hard she pushed them back. She was really out of touch with the dating scene, and that's how she liked it. Less chance of getting hurt. Again.
There was a tentative knock on the door, which caused Min to look up from her book, and she sighed. She had gone from really happy to upset in a matter of minutes. "Come in."
The door made its signature creak/groan, and in peeked Scott, wearing a green robe over boxers and a t-shirt. Min nodded, giving him permission to come in, even though she already did before. He came in and sat down on the bed, giving her a warm grin.
"You were good today, for your first day in school. You didn't even break a window." He meant it as a compliment, but Min just gaped at him like he was crazy. ~-~He really has little faith in me.~-~ "Sorry, that came out wrong. I meant..."
"I know what you meant. Don't worry about it." She shrugged it off, turning back to her book, the boom of thunder impressing the background, and lightning illuminating the dark sky. The lights flickered a bit, which made Scott flinch, but Min didn't move. "I, um, better get some sleep. See you tomorrow?"
"Yeah."
Min pulled the quilt her mother had sent on her shoulders, presuming her old habit of falling asleep on a chair when there was a storm. Another thing she used to do with her father. She let the sounds rock her to sleep.
***
Kitty awoke to the sounds of screams and wails, and walked over blindly to the window, opening it with all her strength. "Lance, we just hung up, if your serenading me again, I'm going to have to hurt you!" But no one was there. The screams were still loud and lively, though. Almost fully woken up, she walked over to Rogue and shook her until she woke up. "Rogue, listen."
"Ah think its Min, but ah'm not sure." She muttered, rubbing her eyes with her bare white hands. Kitty seemed to believe this, and phased through the left wall. Through Scott's room, Kurt's room, then Min's room.
The screams had stopped, and now she was curled up in a sphere, hugging her knee's and shaking. And it seemed she had an anti-matter explosion, as everything in her room, wood or not, looked like it had been attacked by termites. But she knew Min wouldn't do this, at least, not with her own free will.
"Min? Are you, like, ok?" Min raised her head, and Kitty saw every cell on her body trembling. Min reminded Kitty of herself, the night she fell into the basement through the floor. "I'll get the Professor."
'No need Kitty. But, you can go back to sleep now. Good night.' Came a voice into the room, which was definitely Xavier. He wheeled himself in, watching Kitty phase back to her room. He came closer, extending one arm expertly. "I'll calm it down, if you'd let me."
His voice was so soothing and gentle, Min stopped shaking and let go of her knees, and let the Professor place his hand on her forehead. For a few minutes it felt soothing, like when her Mom stroked her head tenderly, but then she began to feel something different and painful in her head, kind of like a growing headache. "Stop."
A confused look came to his face, but he still continued. Even though Min knew he wasn't trying to hurt her, he was. "I'm trying to help you, Min."
"I said stop!!" She shouted, her mind reflecting her anger and sending out a wave of anti matter. The wheel's on his chair broke, and he fell, in obvious pain, giving her a very odd look. She held her head in her hands, breathing very heavily
Scott, followed by Evan and Jean ran in, at the sound of the shout and the snap of the wheels. Jean and Evan helped Xavier up, but Scott ran right to Min and put a hand on her shoulder, concern creasing in his lean face. "What happened?"
"I... I asked him to stop, and he wouldn't, ....It hurt, he didn't mean to, but it did... and he wouldn't stop..." She began to sob, tears welling up in her eyes and leaving a trail on her hands. "It just happened... I don't know why, but it did!"
"Relax, Min. Just, calm down." He said, placing one hand on her back. "Professor, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, Scott. My wheelchair's the casualty. But, how is Min?" He asked, as Jean telekinetically put all the pieces of the wheels back together, struggling to hold them. Not an easy task.
"Very shaken up. My guess is, from looking at her room, her powers grew too strong for her." He stood up, and looked around. Indeed, the entire room was totalled. From the book shelf, to the bed, and everything else that lay between. Which, basically meant everything else. Scott helped Jean by holding up the chair, but when he wasn't looking, the window, the only thing not yet broken, broke. And she was gone.
***
~-~I cannot believe I did that. Just left, like that. But, I hurt him. I guess I was right, I never belonged there. But, for now, all I need is a place to crash for the night. I could catch a train and go stay with Lee, but that'll take too long, and I don't have money. The no money thing cancels out a hotel/motel/hostel too. That only leaves one possibility.~-~
Clutching herself, her pajamas soaking in salty rain. She saw a large brown and white house, with a sign in the front. She walked to the front door, and with all her courage, knocked on the door. ~-~Please let me stay, please let me stay...~-~
She heard an argument that she had to laugh at. ('You answer it!' 'No, you answer it! What if its Mystique?' 'She ain't coming back, I'll answer it!') She heard footsteps, then the creak of a heavy wooden door. Then Lance's eager, "Min! What's up?"
"Can I crash here for the night? Things got ...complicated at the Mansion. I had to leave. So, can I?"
Lance looked inside, and Pietro nodded, barely bothering to look up from his magazine. Lance turned back to Min, and opened the door enough to let her in. She flashed him a grin, and pushed by him.
"Hey Min, why ya here?" Pietro asked, putting down his magazine and leaning forward. Min sighed, giving him a small smile.
"I need a place to stay the night. And I'm totally broke." Pietro raised a brow, as Lance sat down on the couch beside him. Min could tell she was in for another X-men bashing, and she didn't relish the situation. She was planning on going back tomorrow; she really liked it there. But for now, she needed a nights worth of thinking time.
"K."
***
"Professor, can you trace Min with Cerebro?" Scott asked, as Jean struggled to move the Professor, with her telekinesis, onto a chair while Scott repaired the broken wheels.
"I can, but I'm not going to. I have a feeling she'll be back. She probably just needs to clear her head. We need to let her do so; or else we might scare her off. She seem's pretty broken up over the whole situation as it is."
"What if she doesn't come back?" Jean asked, piping up for the first time. Scott glanced at her, amazed. That was the only possibility he hadn't thought of.
"I don't know. Then we might have to go find her." Xavier answered, sighing.
"What if she's gone? Like, you know, she went back to California."
"Highly unlikely. She has little money, and she doesn't really know her way around town yet. We'll just have to trust her for now. And hope she makes the right decision."