"Logan!" Rogue broke away suddenly. "I'm so sorry. I just..." She trailed off, not knowing what to say. What could she say? He was trying to be nice, and she screwed it all up because she couldn't control herself. Barely registering the confused look he was giving her, she ran.
Rogue found herself in the yard, by a large oak tree. She sat down with her back against the tree and let tears run freely down her face. How could she have done that? In what universe was that an okay thing to do? She shouldn't be allowed out of the lab. If she wasn't draining people of their life, she was taking liberties with her actions as though her tactile deprivation entitled her to be able to do what ever she wanted. And now she had forced herself on one of her best friends... He must think her vile and disgusting now. She wasn't even sure if she could look at him. She choked back a final sob, one hand rubbing at her eyes while the other pushed her body off of the ground.
She wanted to run, but didn't know where to run to. She settled for walking around the grounds of the mansion, hoping she could sneak into bed in a bit without seeing anyone.
Within an hour, she had pretty much covered the entire yard, from boathouse by the pond to the large meadow out by the road on the other side of the forest. She had circled back around and had just settled under the tree again when a voice called out from the twilight.
"'S that you, Marie?" it called, seeming closer every syllable. Shit. He was looking for her. Probably to give her the 'we can only be friends' lecture. As though she really needed to hear that. She looked around frantically for a place to hide. Why couldn't she have accidentally bumped into that Richards woman who visited the professor every now and then with that scientist guy? Invisibility would be a handy power to have right now. She did the next best thing and dragged herself into the tree, hoping that his senses wouldn't be able to track her up into the branches.
"Marie?" The voice halted beneath the branches. "Darlin', I can't make you come down, but I think they heard you climbing into that tree in Canada." He paused, as though waiting for an answer, but Marie held her silence.
"I can smell your fear. I don't want you to be scared of me, Marie. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to... I mean, I meant to, but not... Ah, fuck. I'm sorry, Marie. I'll be gone in the morning. The last thing I wanted to do was upset you."
No! He couldn't leave again. Couldn't leave her alone again. No! No! No! The word echoed through her head. She didn't even process the majority of what he had said, simply that he was leaving. He couldn't leave. No! She would behave. She would be a good girl. Just please don't go. Please don't leave me Logan!
His voice trailed off as his body turned away from the branch where she sat, heading back towards the house.
"Goodbye, Marie.
Rogue found herself in the yard, by a large oak tree. She sat down with her back against the tree and let tears run freely down her face. How could she have done that? In what universe was that an okay thing to do? She shouldn't be allowed out of the lab. If she wasn't draining people of their life, she was taking liberties with her actions as though her tactile deprivation entitled her to be able to do what ever she wanted. And now she had forced herself on one of her best friends... He must think her vile and disgusting now. She wasn't even sure if she could look at him. She choked back a final sob, one hand rubbing at her eyes while the other pushed her body off of the ground.
She wanted to run, but didn't know where to run to. She settled for walking around the grounds of the mansion, hoping she could sneak into bed in a bit without seeing anyone.
Within an hour, she had pretty much covered the entire yard, from boathouse by the pond to the large meadow out by the road on the other side of the forest. She had circled back around and had just settled under the tree again when a voice called out from the twilight.
"'S that you, Marie?" it called, seeming closer every syllable. Shit. He was looking for her. Probably to give her the 'we can only be friends' lecture. As though she really needed to hear that. She looked around frantically for a place to hide. Why couldn't she have accidentally bumped into that Richards woman who visited the professor every now and then with that scientist guy? Invisibility would be a handy power to have right now. She did the next best thing and dragged herself into the tree, hoping that his senses wouldn't be able to track her up into the branches.
"Marie?" The voice halted beneath the branches. "Darlin', I can't make you come down, but I think they heard you climbing into that tree in Canada." He paused, as though waiting for an answer, but Marie held her silence.
"I can smell your fear. I don't want you to be scared of me, Marie. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to... I mean, I meant to, but not... Ah, fuck. I'm sorry, Marie. I'll be gone in the morning. The last thing I wanted to do was upset you."
No! He couldn't leave again. Couldn't leave her alone again. No! No! No! The word echoed through her head. She didn't even process the majority of what he had said, simply that he was leaving. He couldn't leave. No! She would behave. She would be a good girl. Just please don't go. Please don't leave me Logan!
His voice trailed off as his body turned away from the branch where she sat, heading back towards the house.
"Goodbye, Marie.