Story Chapter 11-The Mall
A week had past since Samantha had asked Bryan to the dance. And he had noticed their talking actually decreasing within the past few days, and it seemed she was getting a tad more than upset with him, almost like she was waiting for him to tell her something, and he had a feeling he knew what it was.
It was Saturday, a week before the dance, and it was also the day where he and Kurt were literally forced by Xavier to go shopping with Kitty. He wondered what kind of cruel and unusual punishment this was, but went along with it, of course not without him and Kurt whining as much as they possibly could.
When they pulled up into the mall, Bryan had to squint. It wasn't the largest mall he'd seen, but it looked big enough to keep someone busy for a while, and from the way that Kitty had been talking, she was going to try to make this an all day event. They eventually met up with Rogue, who had told them she would join them for an hour or so.
"Like, where do you guys wanna go first?" Kitty said happily.
Bryan looked at Kurt, and they both yelled out "Arcade!"
Rogue giggled, and Kitty gave them a harsh look. "Like, you two both have to pick up a tux!" Kitty scolded them, and Bryan frowned.
"God, Kitty. It's just a dance, not something to kill yourself over." Bryan said.
"You're the one, who like gets all choked up when he ever talks about your girlfriend." Kitty said smiling.
"Why don't you two jus' be quiet? Ah'm tired of hearin' this pointless arguin'." Rogue screamed out. Bryan just nodded.
The first shop they had to go to was Old Navy, and Bryan hated the place when he first looked at the sign. "What kind of shallow worthless individual would actually buy this kind of crap?" Bryan said to Rogue.
"Ah don't know. Apparently Kitty." Rogue said pointing to Kitty, who was taking a lot of stuff to the dress rooms to try it on.
It was another twenty minutes before they left it, with Bryan and Kurt ending up getting kicked out from playing tag.
It was at this time that Kurt decided they eat lunch, since Rogue would have to leave soon; it seemed that she had someone to meet, and Kitty had to say something on the matter. "Like Rogue, who are you going to met" Kitty asked curiously.
"It's none of your business!" Rogue said sarcastically.
"Come on! I bet it's that one guy, like what's his name, Gambit?" Kitty said contemplating.
"Vhoa, Gambit as in one of Magnetos guys?" Kurt said, now interested.
Rogue gave Kitty a cruel glare. "Kitty, Ah told you not to tell anyone about that!" Rogue said walking away.
Kitty had to giggle, and then she went running after Rogue. Bryan and Kurt in the mean time snuck over to the arcade. They stayed there for nearly an hour, and Kitty didn't have a pleasant look on her face after she found them in it.
They finally got their tuxes, and Kitty got her dress, and immediately after that, Kitty suddenly had the urge to leave, and so they took her lead. "So, how do you like the mall?" Kitty asked Bryan as though he'd never been to one.
Bryan decided to play along. "It was alright." That was all they really said though, and they got home soon.
When they walked in the door Xavier was there to greet them. "I trust you three had a good time?" Xavier asked, and before they even answered he spoke again. "Bryan, there is a letter addressed to you, it's from Jack." Xavier said handing the letter to him.
Bryan could feel Kitty's eyes turn towards him, and when he looked he saw her uneasiness, to which he just smiled. Kurt had already gone upstairs, and Xavier sat in his wheelchair, calm. "Now, I don't know what all of this is about, but I trust you'll understand it. Before you read it though, I thought you said the only thing on his mind would be searching after Simon?" Xavier asked with a smile that rarely left his face whenever he spoke to Bryan.
"Brief lapse. A sane part of himself fought against it and won, and in that time he probably managed to write this and send it off. I remember it happening all the time." Bryan stated.
Kitty looked confused, and Xavier just sat there nodding his head, before they could say anything else Bryan bolted for his room, and to his relief Kurt wasn't their, so he took apart the letter and started reading it.
Brother, why is every thing I see you or Simon? Why is it every time I close my eyes pain engulfs me and I start killing? Questions are never answered, and answers are always given, yet I can't read them, I don't know what they mean. The arrows in my head always point to one direction, to one battle. Yet for the life of me I don't know where that battle is, a dance maybe? You're there, and other people are too, faces that I saw not even two months ago, yet I can't remember who they are. Why is the torment always here, and why is it every second I can feel it crawl within me? But I already know that answer, as do you, the answer to the one question, and when you put that in a sentence, it equals a fate worse then death, and yet that seems to be the only answer available. We were meant to suffer, but if I can do anything about it, you won't, my brother. Death swallows us whole, and my dreams are becoming reality, yet I still don't know what it means to be truly awake, I haven't in four years. Live, my brother. Remember, Simon was originally never at fault, this curse that we live with is. The final gift is upon us, and the one thing I see clearly is all three of us going, all of us giving the gift, and yet it ends in a form that I can't see. Death is life, brother. Live, so we can finally die in peace. I have to go now, I feel it entering me again, and the power is tempting, I must leave.
Bryan spent at least an hour glaring at the letter, and then when he decided it time to he destroyed it, and decided it was time to go to sleep. He dreamt of odd dreams, and understood every second of them, and suddenly realized what it meant.
