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Thinking Of You
Dashing down the four flights of stairs, Kitty kept going over things in her mind. She and Kurt had walked these stairs so many times, and now they may never again. Pushing thoughts like that to the back of her mind, she tried to concentrate on just getting out of the school without being heard. Thankfully she found that the whole school was at dinner.
Upon reaching the large, oak front doors, Kitty paused to listen. From what she could tell no one was nearby. Blessing her unique mutant powers, Kitty phased through the doors without making any sound.
Kitty ran down the stone steps, slipping slightly as rain fell all about her. Making noise was unavoidable as she ran down the gravel path, praying that no one could hear her. Once outside the huge iron gates, Kitty breathed easy again.
Suddenly, it hit her. She didn't have a clue where Kurt would be, he could be anywhere in New York and if he dared, anywhere in America. It was going to be like searching for a needle in a haystack. But one thing was for sure, she would not turn back now. For one it would make her look like a coward, and two, she'd have betrayed her friend.
So Kitty trudged on, getting wetter and wetter by the minute until she was sure she could not get anymore soaked. Her clothes now resembled and smelt like rank dishrags and her hair was reduced to a dripping wreck, sticking unpleasantly to her head.
Thunder rumbled overhead and the first bolt of lightning flashed across the blackened sky, illuminating Kitty's tired yet determined face.
'Kurt!' she cried out, spluttering as drops of rain fell into her mouth. 'Kurt!'
After what seemed like hours, her weakness, and tiredness overcame her. Kitty slumped down against a hollowed out tree. She crawled inside the hole feeling rocks and sharp bracken, prick at her legs, knees and hands. Bringing her knees up to her chest, Kitty watched as the rain pelted down outside, gradually getting heavier and heavier. Her eyelids began to droop but she forced them open again. Should by some miraculous chance, Kurt should walk by; she didn't want to be asleep.
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From his window, Kurt watched as the storm raged outside. In the distance, he could just make out Xavier's school, now just a mere silhouette on the horizon. He deliberately hadn't ventured too far just in case some one tried to find him again. If truth be told, Kurt hadn't wanted to leave the school, but he felt he had no other choice.
Before now, he could endure he jeers he got from other kids but only because he had his friends to support him. Especially Kitty. He knew that he and Kitty had grown closer over the years, he couldn't deny it, but now he felt that all their friendship had been lost.
The way she'd laughed at him when the all too familiar taunt was made, made him feel as though a butcher was brutally and savagely mutilating his heart, tearing it to pieces until there was nothing left. Why though? Why after so many years of friendship, had Kitty abandoned him? He could think of nothing he had done to make her reject and scorn him so.
Kurt leaned his head in his cupped hands and gazed out at the world, at the life he'd lost.
Thinking Of You
Dashing down the four flights of stairs, Kitty kept going over things in her mind. She and Kurt had walked these stairs so many times, and now they may never again. Pushing thoughts like that to the back of her mind, she tried to concentrate on just getting out of the school without being heard. Thankfully she found that the whole school was at dinner.
Upon reaching the large, oak front doors, Kitty paused to listen. From what she could tell no one was nearby. Blessing her unique mutant powers, Kitty phased through the doors without making any sound.
Kitty ran down the stone steps, slipping slightly as rain fell all about her. Making noise was unavoidable as she ran down the gravel path, praying that no one could hear her. Once outside the huge iron gates, Kitty breathed easy again.
Suddenly, it hit her. She didn't have a clue where Kurt would be, he could be anywhere in New York and if he dared, anywhere in America. It was going to be like searching for a needle in a haystack. But one thing was for sure, she would not turn back now. For one it would make her look like a coward, and two, she'd have betrayed her friend.
So Kitty trudged on, getting wetter and wetter by the minute until she was sure she could not get anymore soaked. Her clothes now resembled and smelt like rank dishrags and her hair was reduced to a dripping wreck, sticking unpleasantly to her head.
Thunder rumbled overhead and the first bolt of lightning flashed across the blackened sky, illuminating Kitty's tired yet determined face.
'Kurt!' she cried out, spluttering as drops of rain fell into her mouth. 'Kurt!'
After what seemed like hours, her weakness, and tiredness overcame her. Kitty slumped down against a hollowed out tree. She crawled inside the hole feeling rocks and sharp bracken, prick at her legs, knees and hands. Bringing her knees up to her chest, Kitty watched as the rain pelted down outside, gradually getting heavier and heavier. Her eyelids began to droop but she forced them open again. Should by some miraculous chance, Kurt should walk by; she didn't want to be asleep.
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From his window, Kurt watched as the storm raged outside. In the distance, he could just make out Xavier's school, now just a mere silhouette on the horizon. He deliberately hadn't ventured too far just in case some one tried to find him again. If truth be told, Kurt hadn't wanted to leave the school, but he felt he had no other choice.
Before now, he could endure he jeers he got from other kids but only because he had his friends to support him. Especially Kitty. He knew that he and Kitty had grown closer over the years, he couldn't deny it, but now he felt that all their friendship had been lost.
The way she'd laughed at him when the all too familiar taunt was made, made him feel as though a butcher was brutally and savagely mutilating his heart, tearing it to pieces until there was nothing left. Why though? Why after so many years of friendship, had Kitty abandoned him? He could think of nothing he had done to make her reject and scorn him so.
Kurt leaned his head in his cupped hands and gazed out at the world, at the life he'd lost.