So tender were the thoughts that stroked the back of her mind that day,
like ripples in a pool so warm that no man dare touch it. Rogue cried
joyously, smiling and singing at her energy's peak. It had been years since
she felt like this, heaven at her grasp.
Her bliss danced around her like this when she was just a girl, comforting her when pain welcomed her tears. But she had lost that feeling a long time ago and loneliness haunted her from that day on, she gave up.
Until he, she sighed, He came into her life forcing her to grow strong and reclaim her Eden with open arms, she sighed again, taking pleasure in her own deep breaths as she whispered his name over and over again, till it felt like an eternity had passed her by.
In-between her passionate thoughts, as suddenly as it had come, she heard a train of dramatic thuds and crashes which echoed throughout the school and made her jump a length from where she was planted. She tried to gather her thoughts, her heart beated painfully against her throat quickly, as if feeding on every breath she took.
She looked around curiously, searching for an answer to what had startled her. She glanced out the window as if by chance and realised with open jaw that the almost perfect, empty driveway leading up to the mansion now contained a little jeep, at least she thought it was a jeep, she didn't really recognise it and had to focus hard to see it but she was sure, no positive, "Gambit", she thought out loud as her eyes lit up like diamonds and sparkled with delight. She turned around quickly and ran effortlessly out of the room.
A few thoughts echoed at the back of her mind like voices calling at her from a distance, telling her what to think, "Is it really his jeep", she asked herself as she made her way down the great hallway towards his room. "You know its not", said one of the voices bitterly, "its his girlfriends!", called the voice harshly, cackling like an old hag.
Rogue didn't stop to question herself; she didn't have the time right now to argue with her thoughts. All she could think about were those 3 little words that had so much meaning. "Ok" she took a deep breath, "I love you", no, "I love YOU!", no "hey guess what? I LOVE you" no that wasn't it, she clenched her fists tightly, those words were so easy to say before. Darn, how could it be so hard to say now? Her thoughts overtook all as she bashed and skidded out the way of her team mates".
Her curious friends glanced at each other with wonder as she turned her back to them and continued to jog down the hall with ease.
"The great Cajun has arrived", said Logan jealously turning his back to them and walking away, after all it wasn't very often that a woman was excited to see him on arrival. Rogue always thought there was a hint of child like humour about a man who, pouted and growled if he didn't get his own way. The others shared a few quick laughs and turned once more towards their work and commitments to the school.
As Rogue ran she couldn't help but notice how different it was, running for him. She didn't always run for him like a schoolgirl with a crush, she was too proud and always liked to be chased after. She laughed, but she wasn't receiving the usual kind of flirty attention that she secretly treasured.
Her feet became heavier as she reached his room, her mouth went dry as she stared at the woodwork of his door, it grew, the door grew 50 feet as she looked up at it. She gulped loudly trying to moisten her mouth, she could hear her own deep breaths vibrating off the edge of her tongue and she could feel her heart beating against her chest as she reached for the handle with shaking hands. Slowly she would get there, soon, slowly, she gulped, wait! She told herself mentally as she retreated her hand. She could hear the fear in her own deep breaths. She looked down at her uniform, she had to look good, yeah, this was her moment and it had to be perfect.
She carefully made sure she looked slightly acceptable or as good as she could make herself in the few seconds she had before she would finally know. She glanced either side of the hallway to make sure that no one was spying. She began with flicking every strand of hair out of her face and ended with the securing of her gloves and making sure that all of her skin was covered up, she laughed at the image of him hugging her with delight and getting an energy current zapped through his body like lightening.
Did she look ok? Yeah I look fine, she thought with pride. She wasn't much with detail but she did enjoy his attention, those dark eyes sinfully moving in-between every curve her body, smirking like he had 4 aces in his hand. She laughed, "he's mine", she whispered moving her lips but making little sound.
Her hand reached for the door a second time, she turned the handle stiffly. Right, im just going to hit him with it on the way out, she thought still suffering from embarrassment at the thought of him saying "your not the one for, Gambit" she gritted her teeth ready to throw a rat out the window and burst through half expecting him to say something first.
He didn't. The familiar, "Hey, Cheri" or "what's a girl like you doing in a place like this", bad seduction methods, was lost. There was only an unfamiliar silence, which made his room seem dark and unforgiving some how.
She turned around to face him with bated breath, expecting a "Go away" or "get lost", threatening cry from him. She always thought he would get tired of a gloved hand, it made him feel like there was a paper-thin wall between them. At least that's what Rogue thought he would say. But it was silent and something wasn't right.
"Gambit!" She yelled as she threw herself down at his body on the floor, "oh, don't do this to me you swamp rat", she pleaded, turning him over to face her. What was he wearing? She gasped. He looked like a tramp! She hasn't seen him for 5 days but she never would have guessed.she looked at his eyelids, he even had the torn and stressed face of a tramp. All was silent. It felt cold. She could hear his breath, and her own. Suddenly without warning he opened his eyes widely, she retrieved her hands and held her breath, she gasped, something wasn't right!
He pounced for her like some wild beast, growling and snarling at her, he held her throat and pinned her up against the wall lifting her feet off the floor. His insane strength grew with every heartbeat that ached in her chest. His eyes were dark and powerful, trapping her inside like some bottomless pit, She became helpless against the man she loved and it was the fear of him that made her afraid, how could he, why?
Her heart pumped acid as she kicked and screamed, trying desperately to survive his grip as he grinned with evil and laughed with madness. Question after question flared up at the back of her mind like some out of control fire she couldn't put out. He tightened his hands making them turn white as she clawed at them, her strength dying down and her hands becoming heavy. The only thing that raced through her mind now was, Remy, her Remy, was taking her life away.
She had to think, she had to focus. Tears rained down her face as she weakened. All was silent but the pain in her heart screamed and tried to lash out, the only thing that she could think of, the only thing that made any sense to her now was, "I love You, I love You" she couched out suddenly, half expecting those 3 words to be her last.
His face saddened and he lost his grip, her ankles gave way and she fell choking and coughing as her body gasped for air, she was as before cradled in tears and wondering why.
She looked up at him; he starred down at his hands as if they were soaking in blood. She stared into his eyes; they were that of a child, no longer dark but innocent and scared. He looked into hers and she couldn't turn away, "what's wrong with me chere", he whispered with regret as he saw the redness of his Rogues throat.
He collapsed onto the ground, tears forming under his eyes like crystals as he slowly became unconscious.
Rogue held his hand in hers "what's wrong with you, Remy", she said holding her throat as she examined him with her eyes, her face was mortified, "what's wrong with you", she repeated.
R+R please (
Her bliss danced around her like this when she was just a girl, comforting her when pain welcomed her tears. But she had lost that feeling a long time ago and loneliness haunted her from that day on, she gave up.
Until he, she sighed, He came into her life forcing her to grow strong and reclaim her Eden with open arms, she sighed again, taking pleasure in her own deep breaths as she whispered his name over and over again, till it felt like an eternity had passed her by.
In-between her passionate thoughts, as suddenly as it had come, she heard a train of dramatic thuds and crashes which echoed throughout the school and made her jump a length from where she was planted. She tried to gather her thoughts, her heart beated painfully against her throat quickly, as if feeding on every breath she took.
She looked around curiously, searching for an answer to what had startled her. She glanced out the window as if by chance and realised with open jaw that the almost perfect, empty driveway leading up to the mansion now contained a little jeep, at least she thought it was a jeep, she didn't really recognise it and had to focus hard to see it but she was sure, no positive, "Gambit", she thought out loud as her eyes lit up like diamonds and sparkled with delight. She turned around quickly and ran effortlessly out of the room.
A few thoughts echoed at the back of her mind like voices calling at her from a distance, telling her what to think, "Is it really his jeep", she asked herself as she made her way down the great hallway towards his room. "You know its not", said one of the voices bitterly, "its his girlfriends!", called the voice harshly, cackling like an old hag.
Rogue didn't stop to question herself; she didn't have the time right now to argue with her thoughts. All she could think about were those 3 little words that had so much meaning. "Ok" she took a deep breath, "I love you", no, "I love YOU!", no "hey guess what? I LOVE you" no that wasn't it, she clenched her fists tightly, those words were so easy to say before. Darn, how could it be so hard to say now? Her thoughts overtook all as she bashed and skidded out the way of her team mates".
Her curious friends glanced at each other with wonder as she turned her back to them and continued to jog down the hall with ease.
"The great Cajun has arrived", said Logan jealously turning his back to them and walking away, after all it wasn't very often that a woman was excited to see him on arrival. Rogue always thought there was a hint of child like humour about a man who, pouted and growled if he didn't get his own way. The others shared a few quick laughs and turned once more towards their work and commitments to the school.
As Rogue ran she couldn't help but notice how different it was, running for him. She didn't always run for him like a schoolgirl with a crush, she was too proud and always liked to be chased after. She laughed, but she wasn't receiving the usual kind of flirty attention that she secretly treasured.
Her feet became heavier as she reached his room, her mouth went dry as she stared at the woodwork of his door, it grew, the door grew 50 feet as she looked up at it. She gulped loudly trying to moisten her mouth, she could hear her own deep breaths vibrating off the edge of her tongue and she could feel her heart beating against her chest as she reached for the handle with shaking hands. Slowly she would get there, soon, slowly, she gulped, wait! She told herself mentally as she retreated her hand. She could hear the fear in her own deep breaths. She looked down at her uniform, she had to look good, yeah, this was her moment and it had to be perfect.
She carefully made sure she looked slightly acceptable or as good as she could make herself in the few seconds she had before she would finally know. She glanced either side of the hallway to make sure that no one was spying. She began with flicking every strand of hair out of her face and ended with the securing of her gloves and making sure that all of her skin was covered up, she laughed at the image of him hugging her with delight and getting an energy current zapped through his body like lightening.
Did she look ok? Yeah I look fine, she thought with pride. She wasn't much with detail but she did enjoy his attention, those dark eyes sinfully moving in-between every curve her body, smirking like he had 4 aces in his hand. She laughed, "he's mine", she whispered moving her lips but making little sound.
Her hand reached for the door a second time, she turned the handle stiffly. Right, im just going to hit him with it on the way out, she thought still suffering from embarrassment at the thought of him saying "your not the one for, Gambit" she gritted her teeth ready to throw a rat out the window and burst through half expecting him to say something first.
He didn't. The familiar, "Hey, Cheri" or "what's a girl like you doing in a place like this", bad seduction methods, was lost. There was only an unfamiliar silence, which made his room seem dark and unforgiving some how.
She turned around to face him with bated breath, expecting a "Go away" or "get lost", threatening cry from him. She always thought he would get tired of a gloved hand, it made him feel like there was a paper-thin wall between them. At least that's what Rogue thought he would say. But it was silent and something wasn't right.
"Gambit!" She yelled as she threw herself down at his body on the floor, "oh, don't do this to me you swamp rat", she pleaded, turning him over to face her. What was he wearing? She gasped. He looked like a tramp! She hasn't seen him for 5 days but she never would have guessed.she looked at his eyelids, he even had the torn and stressed face of a tramp. All was silent. It felt cold. She could hear his breath, and her own. Suddenly without warning he opened his eyes widely, she retrieved her hands and held her breath, she gasped, something wasn't right!
He pounced for her like some wild beast, growling and snarling at her, he held her throat and pinned her up against the wall lifting her feet off the floor. His insane strength grew with every heartbeat that ached in her chest. His eyes were dark and powerful, trapping her inside like some bottomless pit, She became helpless against the man she loved and it was the fear of him that made her afraid, how could he, why?
Her heart pumped acid as she kicked and screamed, trying desperately to survive his grip as he grinned with evil and laughed with madness. Question after question flared up at the back of her mind like some out of control fire she couldn't put out. He tightened his hands making them turn white as she clawed at them, her strength dying down and her hands becoming heavy. The only thing that raced through her mind now was, Remy, her Remy, was taking her life away.
She had to think, she had to focus. Tears rained down her face as she weakened. All was silent but the pain in her heart screamed and tried to lash out, the only thing that she could think of, the only thing that made any sense to her now was, "I love You, I love You" she couched out suddenly, half expecting those 3 words to be her last.
His face saddened and he lost his grip, her ankles gave way and she fell choking and coughing as her body gasped for air, she was as before cradled in tears and wondering why.
She looked up at him; he starred down at his hands as if they were soaking in blood. She stared into his eyes; they were that of a child, no longer dark but innocent and scared. He looked into hers and she couldn't turn away, "what's wrong with me chere", he whispered with regret as he saw the redness of his Rogues throat.
He collapsed onto the ground, tears forming under his eyes like crystals as he slowly became unconscious.
Rogue held his hand in hers "what's wrong with you, Remy", she said holding her throat as she examined him with her eyes, her face was mortified, "what's wrong with you", she repeated.
R+R please (