Note: I know that I've been MIA for a while, but have no fear, I promise
you all that you'll be seeing more of me in the future along with amazing
stories involving couples that only I was genius enough to put together and
a few that have been done before. As a result, I will be ending some of my
current stories and posting new ones. In weeks to come, there will be more
X-men, Tenchi, Aeon Flux, and dare I say it,( that's right guys, I will
soon be venturing into the world of Dragonball Z!!!)
Disclaimer: You all know that I don't own the X-men, but if I did (heh, he,) there would would be another reason why they were called the X-men. (wink, wink).
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Now on with the show.
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Chapter 5
Scene: Scott confronts Jean.
"So nice of you to stop by," Scott spat out. "Scott," she whimpered.
"Don't," he interrupted," your actions spoke volumes. They said more than anything that you could possibly say now."
Damn she thought. Don't tell me that he now has a backbone.
"Scott, please don't be mad," she pleaded while grabbing for his arm. "Bitch, don't you touch me! There's no telling who else you've fucked!" he shouted while backing away.
Jean stared at Scott in shock. He's never spoken to her like that before.
Looks like I'll have to use another tactic.
"Baby please calm down. It's just that I couldn't handle the stress. I mean with these missions, my conferences, and the students."
"Oh, poor Jean. She had so much going on in her life that the only way that she could relieve her pain and stress is by sleeping around. Forget the fact that her boyfriend gets an average of four hours of sleep each night, teaches classes, leads training sessions, plans missions, has to deal with the fighting, complaints and whining from each and every member, and have to babysit 300 people whenever the Professor isn't here. But through it all, I managed to never sleep with someone else. Maybe because I'm spending 20 hours of the day dealing with people and their bullshit. Scott do this. Scott, can you please. Or could you be a sweetheart and do so and so. I promise I'll make it up to you.
But what surprises me the most is that I thought Logan was over you. You told me that I was being petty in being jealous of him, so I gave him the benefit of the doubt.
Then again, why didn't I sleep with someone else. I mean Storm's always around and they say the best friend can often fill voids that the girlfriend can't," Scott spat out.
Jean snapped. Once again, she was being compared to Storm.
"It was only a matter of time anyway!" she shouted. "All of those late-night meetings about missions, do I look stupid to you? You forget, I'm a telepath."
"Since you're a telepath, you would have been able to have read my mind to know how full ridiculous you sounded just now,' mocked Scott.
"Fuck you!"Jean screamed.
"I'll pass, there's no telling what you have no who you got it from," he countered.
Jean lifted a vase and was about to throw it when Scott fired a beam at the vase, causing it to explode.
"Ow," Jean whined as some glass had left cuts on both her arms and left cheek. "Bastard!"
"I've been called worse things by higher people than you."
"I'm not surprised. I don't know why I even wasted time on you anyway!" shouted Jean.
"Likewise. Because of you, a team member is in a coma, and the others are against me. You have ruined my life. Well I hope you're happy," Scott sighed in defeat as he slumped on the bed and held his hands in his head. He stared at the floor while trying to fight back the tears. For once in his life, he was glad that no one could see his eyes behind the visor.
"You've ruined my life. I've fought all my life to achieve something and I blew it all in a matter of minutes over you. How could I have been so stupid? I should have seen all of the signs. Remy tried to warn me, but no, I wouldn't listen. I only got mad at him instead. Even Storm tried to tell me, but I was too busy living in my own glass bubble."
Jean backed away near the door.
"I'm not going to do this," he muttered to himself. "I'm not going to bread down now."
Meanwhile, Ororo was returning to her room after sitting with Logan.
I should be angry with Scott, yet my heart won't allow me to. she thought to herself.
Jean doesn't know how lucky she is. Oh well, there's nothing I can do.
She looked in the mirror. Ororo wasn't the vain type, but even she had to admit that she liked what she saw. She had been teased for her looks while growing up, but was now the envy of many women. If she was the type of person to rely on looks, she would have gotten anything that she wanted.
Well, almost anything. The one thing that she wanted the most, she couldn't have for several reasons: Jean was her friend. Her emotions weren't exactly being returned.
Just then, she heard an explosion coming from Scott and Jean's room, followed by Jean saying "Ow" then "bastard."
"Not again," muttered Ororo as she ran down the hall. She was about to knock on the door when she heard Scott talking.
"I'm not going to do this. I'm not going to break down now. You're not worth it. Bye, Jean. I don't care what you do, just stay the hell away from me," he sighed.
The door opened and Jean walked out and nearly bumped into Storm.
"Jean,are you okay?" she asked with concern in her voice.
Jean just glared at her then walked off.
Storm then looked in the room to see Scott sitting on the bed with his head down and staring at the floor.
"Are you alright? Storm didn't get an answer. "Scott,please answer me! What happened," she pleaded.
"Ororo," he wailed, "I don't know what to do. Help me. Help me. Oh God, help me!" Scott wailed while breaking down into tears.
"Oh, Scott," Ororo whispered as she sat on the bed and comforted him.
"Ororo," he sobbed while hugging her, "she's done, Ro. She's gone."
"I know Scott. I'm sorry to hear that."
"At least you haven't left me, Ro," Scott said while lifting his head from her shoulder to look into her face.
"No, Scott," she soothed while rubbing her fingers through his hair and patting his back. "I'll never leave you."
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Well, what do you guys think? I hope it was long enough for the people that are always telling me to make my chapters longer.
I'm thinking about ending this story within the next three chapters.
Should I or shouldn't I make Jean repent for her sins?
Wait a minute, I forgot about Logan! Oops!
Disclaimer: You all know that I don't own the X-men, but if I did (heh, he,) there would would be another reason why they were called the X-men. (wink, wink).
""= talking = thinking
Now on with the show.
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Chapter 5
Scene: Scott confronts Jean.
"So nice of you to stop by," Scott spat out. "Scott," she whimpered.
"Don't," he interrupted," your actions spoke volumes. They said more than anything that you could possibly say now."
Damn she thought. Don't tell me that he now has a backbone.
"Scott, please don't be mad," she pleaded while grabbing for his arm. "Bitch, don't you touch me! There's no telling who else you've fucked!" he shouted while backing away.
Jean stared at Scott in shock. He's never spoken to her like that before.
Looks like I'll have to use another tactic.
"Baby please calm down. It's just that I couldn't handle the stress. I mean with these missions, my conferences, and the students."
"Oh, poor Jean. She had so much going on in her life that the only way that she could relieve her pain and stress is by sleeping around. Forget the fact that her boyfriend gets an average of four hours of sleep each night, teaches classes, leads training sessions, plans missions, has to deal with the fighting, complaints and whining from each and every member, and have to babysit 300 people whenever the Professor isn't here. But through it all, I managed to never sleep with someone else. Maybe because I'm spending 20 hours of the day dealing with people and their bullshit. Scott do this. Scott, can you please. Or could you be a sweetheart and do so and so. I promise I'll make it up to you.
But what surprises me the most is that I thought Logan was over you. You told me that I was being petty in being jealous of him, so I gave him the benefit of the doubt.
Then again, why didn't I sleep with someone else. I mean Storm's always around and they say the best friend can often fill voids that the girlfriend can't," Scott spat out.
Jean snapped. Once again, she was being compared to Storm.
"It was only a matter of time anyway!" she shouted. "All of those late-night meetings about missions, do I look stupid to you? You forget, I'm a telepath."
"Since you're a telepath, you would have been able to have read my mind to know how full ridiculous you sounded just now,' mocked Scott.
"Fuck you!"Jean screamed.
"I'll pass, there's no telling what you have no who you got it from," he countered.
Jean lifted a vase and was about to throw it when Scott fired a beam at the vase, causing it to explode.
"Ow," Jean whined as some glass had left cuts on both her arms and left cheek. "Bastard!"
"I've been called worse things by higher people than you."
"I'm not surprised. I don't know why I even wasted time on you anyway!" shouted Jean.
"Likewise. Because of you, a team member is in a coma, and the others are against me. You have ruined my life. Well I hope you're happy," Scott sighed in defeat as he slumped on the bed and held his hands in his head. He stared at the floor while trying to fight back the tears. For once in his life, he was glad that no one could see his eyes behind the visor.
"You've ruined my life. I've fought all my life to achieve something and I blew it all in a matter of minutes over you. How could I have been so stupid? I should have seen all of the signs. Remy tried to warn me, but no, I wouldn't listen. I only got mad at him instead. Even Storm tried to tell me, but I was too busy living in my own glass bubble."
Jean backed away near the door.
"I'm not going to do this," he muttered to himself. "I'm not going to bread down now."
Meanwhile, Ororo was returning to her room after sitting with Logan.
I should be angry with Scott, yet my heart won't allow me to. she thought to herself.
Jean doesn't know how lucky she is. Oh well, there's nothing I can do.
She looked in the mirror. Ororo wasn't the vain type, but even she had to admit that she liked what she saw. She had been teased for her looks while growing up, but was now the envy of many women. If she was the type of person to rely on looks, she would have gotten anything that she wanted.
Well, almost anything. The one thing that she wanted the most, she couldn't have for several reasons: Jean was her friend. Her emotions weren't exactly being returned.
Just then, she heard an explosion coming from Scott and Jean's room, followed by Jean saying "Ow" then "bastard."
"Not again," muttered Ororo as she ran down the hall. She was about to knock on the door when she heard Scott talking.
"I'm not going to do this. I'm not going to break down now. You're not worth it. Bye, Jean. I don't care what you do, just stay the hell away from me," he sighed.
The door opened and Jean walked out and nearly bumped into Storm.
"Jean,are you okay?" she asked with concern in her voice.
Jean just glared at her then walked off.
Storm then looked in the room to see Scott sitting on the bed with his head down and staring at the floor.
"Are you alright? Storm didn't get an answer. "Scott,please answer me! What happened," she pleaded.
"Ororo," he wailed, "I don't know what to do. Help me. Help me. Oh God, help me!" Scott wailed while breaking down into tears.
"Oh, Scott," Ororo whispered as she sat on the bed and comforted him.
"Ororo," he sobbed while hugging her, "she's done, Ro. She's gone."
"I know Scott. I'm sorry to hear that."
"At least you haven't left me, Ro," Scott said while lifting his head from her shoulder to look into her face.
"No, Scott," she soothed while rubbing her fingers through his hair and patting his back. "I'll never leave you."
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Well, what do you guys think? I hope it was long enough for the people that are always telling me to make my chapters longer.
I'm thinking about ending this story within the next three chapters.
Should I or shouldn't I make Jean repent for her sins?
Wait a minute, I forgot about Logan! Oops!