Storm's Pov



Author's Note: This is a little piece featuring Storm, and her thoughts on the whole Remy thing. It's short, but I hope you guys like it.

Disclaimer: For the last time they don't belong to me! Then again I have a feeling I'll be repeating myself again.

I stayed in my bed for the duration of the day, wallowing in self-pity. Wasn't I glad that Remy was all right? He was not dead, so what more could I have asked for? True enough I was glad that he was fine, but at the same time I was angry. Angry that Remy was once again fawning all over the brunette woman named Rogue. Wasn't it enough that she had her chance with him, and might I add more than once? Wasn't it enough that she continues to break his heart more and more everyday? When will this cycle of madness end?

Should I constantly beat myself up day in and day out, knowing that he could never love somebody like me? Knowing that he will never love me? I mean how can I compete? Rogue is a woman who can't be touched. Literally. What man can resist a woman who is so clean, and so untouched? Rogue is a woman who is the very epitome of being perfect. Maybe that's her appeal? Rogue is perfect, and I am not. Well at least that perfection 6comes with a price. She can have Remy's heart, but she'll never have his body.

I shouldn't be so cruel. She is my teammate after all, and she really is in love with him. Not only that but Rogue's my friend, and friends don't steal their friends man. Well not any self-respecting woman. I just have to grin and bare it the best that I can for now. I need to get out, and go out for some fresh air.

I think I owe Logan an apology for nearly running him over earlier today. He saw me crying, and the last thing I need is a mother hen trying to heal my wounds. He means well, but right now all I want to do is forget. Forget the past, pain, and the knowledge of knowing that Remy will never be mine.

I should forget.

It should be easy, but it never is.

As I tried forgetting, a soft knock pounds on my door.

"Just one minute." I said wiping away the tearstains from my eyes.

"Come on I've got some good news for you!"

"Jean?"

"Don't tell me you don't know who I am by now?

I walked over to the door, and snatched it open quickly.

"Of course I know who you are silly. So what's this news that has you so jovial this morning?

"I can't believe that you haven't heard yet. Remy is awake. I was in the lab with Hank, when Logan came in with news that Gambit was awake."

"Yeah, I already know, but thanks for telling me anyway."

"What's wrong? You act like this is bad news or something. You of all people should be happy."

"I am happy. Why would you think that I am anything less than happy?"

"Oh please Storm. I am telepathic, not stupid."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Look, I know that you have been thinking about Remy, and I know how you feel about him."

"So you think that you can read my mind now huh? Well I guess you should know what I'm really thinking. I thought we've been through this before Jean, stay away from where you're not invited. Then again that has never been your strong suit! Then there's that weakness that you have, when it comes to having someone else other than your husband. You need to stop being such a two timing slut, that has to bag every living thing that has a penis. "

"Number one, I'm going to pretend like I didn't even hear that. Two, I didn't read your mind, and I would never unless you needed me to. Third, Don't think I didn't catch your little remark about Logan and I, and fourth I am not a two timing slut who has to bag every living thing that has testosterone."

"I didn't say testosterone, I said peni...."

"I know what you said, but a lady would never say such things!"

"So I'm not a lady huh. Then I guess that makes two of us."

"Storm let's not fight. You're my best friend, and I don't know where all of this is coming from. Let's just calm down, and be civil about this."

"You're right. I do want to be civil. So I am going to ask you nicely to get out."

"Storm?"

"Fine! I've asked you nicely to get out, and now I'm telling you to. Get the hell out of my room right now!"

"Fine whatever. Whenever you come off of your period, I'll be in my room, and maybe then we can have a decent conversation."

"No chance in hell."

"So that's how it's going to be?"

"Damn straight."

"You've never used profanity before. Are you really mad at me, or the fact that Remy is going to get back with Rogue."

"That's it! Get out before I make you get out!" I felt the familiar electricity run its course all through my body. Sensing an oncoming threat, Jean backed into a far wall. If she had any doubt in her mind that I was serious, then that doubt was quickly erased.

"Whatever."

With that Jean walked out of the room quite hastily, and slammed the door loud enough to wake up the entire mansion. I know that I may have overreacted, but I was upset that she read my thoughts and my innermost secrets. She always says that it's unethical to read someone's thoughts, without their consent. Yet that is exactly what she did. She even lied to me, and said that she didn't read my mind. Guilt was written all over her face. The same look she gave to Scott, when she had secretly been lusting after Logan. So I sent her a message that let her know exactly how I felt, so that there would be no misunderstanding.

*This friendship is over. You can rot in hell. You two-timing slut! *

So there it was.

I had just lost two people that I love very dearly in this house in only one day.



I should forget.

It should be easy, but it never is.