Thanx for all the reviews I've gotten so far. Cyrus-Oz, part of Rogue's speech comes from your first review. I hope you like it.
"Bobby, there you are! I was looking for you this afternoon. Where were you?"
Bobby jerked, his spoon flying in the air, ice cream going all over the countertop. It was Rogue. He had been in so deep a thought that he hadn't noticed her entering.
"Rogue, I uh, I was," said Bobby, fumbling for words. He was trying not to look at her, trying to prevent Rogue from seeing the tears glistening in his eyes.
"Bobby, is there something wrong? Why won't you look at me? Bobby?" Rogue touched his shoulder gently, the fabric from her glove making Bobby's skin prickle with goosebumps. He shrugged away from her touch.
Still not looking at her he said roughly, "It's nothing really. I just, uh, I wasn't feeling well earlier. I came down to have some ice cream like I normally do."
Rogue sat down on the chair beside Bobby. "That isn't why you're upset. Come on Bobby; please tell me what's wrong."
Bobby took a deep breath and then looked up at Rogue so she could see his face. He began haltingly to speak. "I went to phone my parents this morning, to let them know that I was okay. My brother Ronnie-, you remember him?"
Rogue nodded gravely, "Yeah, I remember, he's the one who called the cops, right?"
Bobby continued, "Yeah, well, he answered the phone, he wouldn't refer to me by name. He told my mom, 'the mutant's on the phone.' Then my mom came on and she started to get hysterical, telling me to stop being a mutant, that it was dangerous for the family." Bobby stopped and looked down at his hands; he noticed tiny icicles forming on the spoon. He looked back up and stared directly into Rogue's brown eyes, in contrast with his icy blue. "Finally, my dad came on- and he said, he said, that if I couldn't, that I wasn't a part of the family if I was a mutant. He told me to look for a place to stay for the summer because I can't go back home. He said that if I tried to contact him, or Mom, or Ronnie, they'd call the police."
Rogue's eyes were glistening as well now. "Bobby, I'm so sorry-."
But he wasn't done yet; he gazed past Rogue's face as he whispered the last part. "My dad said I wasn't his son. He said that I was a monster."
Rogue opened her mouth, and then shut it, she appeared to be thinking hard. She jumped up. "The nerve of that man! Calling you a monster when he himself is one!"
Bobby stared up at Rogue bewildered. "What do you mean Rogue, he's my dad!"
"He may be your father but as you said yourself, he doesn't consider you his son. And that, no offence Bobby, is probably for the best. It's people like your father and Ronnie who are the real monsters, not letting mutants live their lives in peace, trying to destroy us with their hate. You can do better than that Bobby."
Then she softened, "All the same, it must be hard for you. Your own family- I'm sorry Bobby."
Bobby nodded mutely, Rogue reached over from her seat to hug him. He stiffened, then relaxed, leaning his head against her shoulder, finally letting all the tears he'd kept inside spill out silently. They sat like that for a few minutes, and then Rogue said quietly, "I still can't believe he called you a monster, if you're one, what does make me? Do you think that I'm a monster Bobby?"
Bobby leaned backed from Rogue's hug so he could see her face. "No, of course you're not, you're beautiful Rogue, no one would ever call you a monster." He smiled slightly. Rogue smiled back, and leaned forward to kiss him gently on the lips, then pulled back after a couple of seconds. "You're not one either, Bobby."
The End
And so ends my first fanfic story, I hoped you all enjoyed it. Thank you for all the reviews and if you haven't reviewed please do so, it would be greatly appreciated. I need to know what I'm doing right and what I need to improve on. Anyway, until next time! ;)
