Here it is - Chapter eight - Hope you like it!
Rogue walked to school the next day, pleased with herself, she had the feeling that she had insulted the Cajun enough to make him buzz off - to leave her alone with misery, darkness, despair - Wait a sec! What was she thinking?? Thank goodness she had been successful - she walked over to her locker and was slightly surprised when she saw no smirking face - she didn't know whether to feel happy or lost - yes lost after a week of trick playing here she was - victorious yet feeling slightly hollow.
She didn't see Remy till break time - he was nowhere to be seen - no girls giggling - no boys glaring marked where he stood - surprising, very surprising. She couldn't see Pyro either - no bright orange clothes - wait - was that Pyro? Was that Pyro in BLACK?? He was walking towards her - he had something to say - why didn't he shout it out like he usually did? What was the matter - why was his gait so slow - why were his feet dragging his feet - why was he staring at his shoes so that she couldn't see his face - where was the lighter - WHAT WAS THE MATTER? She could take it no longer - she ran towards him -
"Pyro, Pyro what is the matter - what is the matter?" He looked at her and then said the words that made her feel so hollow -so weak -so alone -
"Remy is dead." Rogue couldn't react - impossible - Remy couldn't be dead - not Remy - not Remy - most certainly not Remy, in the background she could hear some words coming from a great distance - coming through walls - yet distinctly clear -
"He crashed his motorbike while trying to avoid an old lady." That was when Rogue collapsed - that is into tears - no no noooo noo - those red on black eyes would never twinkle again - that face would never wear that smirk - it was cruel to make someone love her - there had been some hope while he had been there - why hadn't she let her feeling show - she was conscious of Pyro patting awkwardly on the shoulder - she mustn't cry she mustn't cry in front of everybody - but she was- and there was no Remy to put his arms around her - she walked as if in a daze to parking lot - walked to school gates - walked she didn't know where - walked - walked on and on and went further and further into the city - time didn't matter now - what value did it have now - no hope left - no love left - no joy - no triumph - no victory - the void inside of her grew so much it threatened to engulf her - she wandered on and on and on - her feet carried her to the park - she looked up to wipe her tears - and there in front of her - larger than death - larger than life stood Monsieur Lebeau - smirk larger than usual -
"Been crying Cherie?"
Rogue couldn't react - she felt relief - pain and anger go through her - Anger dominated - ANGER ruled.
" YOU - YOU'RE ALIVE" It was an accusation - how dare he be alive when he was dead? "You glad Cherie?" His smirk was larger than usual.
"No, no ah'm disappointed - very disappointed" Now why in the name of death itself was her voice shaking?
"Really - I would have liked to see your face when you heard that I was dead"
"Ya would have been disappointed Cajun - Ah was so happy Ah couldn't help jumping up and down"
"Really now aren't we in a habit of lying - try having a look at this" - he took out a camcorder from one of the million pockets of his trench coat - and there it was - a tape of her crying like there was no tomorrow -
"How do you answer that miss?" It seemed that the smirk would swallow up the rest of his face.
"Ah'd say you were a lying, scheming cheat. A man who takes advantage of."
"Agreed Cherie, agreed - Remy is glad you think so highly of him but you still haven't answered my question."
"Ah wouldn't have admitted it if Ah had known you were alive - Ah"
"Oh so there is something to admit huh?"
"No there isn't" Remy put his arm around her and pulled her close - Rogue tried to remove his arms but her limbs refused to obey. And For the first time in his life Remy felt truly content with a fille.
"Will Cherie go on a date with me?"
"Yes but only because you ain't dead"
And Rogue put her arm around Remy.
THE END.
That's all folks! What did you think - keep reviewing. I have written a songfic about the condition of the brotherhood house [Wanda singing to Toad] which is a parody of "On the street where you live" from "My fair Lady" - do go and check it out - it will be in the parody section. I have also posted the first chapter of and Ororo/ Mastermind fic - which I have written 'coz I think it has never been done before - check it out - just to see what it comes out like. Another songfic, starring Remy and the filles has been posted too - it is called "Stare" and is a parody of "Sing" by The Carpenters. I am planning a sequel to this story and it will be called "Remy's Rogue" - wait with bated breath - or bear with me - review and tell me if you want anything else - till then farewell.
ElizabethDarcy_RogueleBeau.
Rogue walked to school the next day, pleased with herself, she had the feeling that she had insulted the Cajun enough to make him buzz off - to leave her alone with misery, darkness, despair - Wait a sec! What was she thinking?? Thank goodness she had been successful - she walked over to her locker and was slightly surprised when she saw no smirking face - she didn't know whether to feel happy or lost - yes lost after a week of trick playing here she was - victorious yet feeling slightly hollow.
She didn't see Remy till break time - he was nowhere to be seen - no girls giggling - no boys glaring marked where he stood - surprising, very surprising. She couldn't see Pyro either - no bright orange clothes - wait - was that Pyro? Was that Pyro in BLACK?? He was walking towards her - he had something to say - why didn't he shout it out like he usually did? What was the matter - why was his gait so slow - why were his feet dragging his feet - why was he staring at his shoes so that she couldn't see his face - where was the lighter - WHAT WAS THE MATTER? She could take it no longer - she ran towards him -
"Pyro, Pyro what is the matter - what is the matter?" He looked at her and then said the words that made her feel so hollow -so weak -so alone -
"Remy is dead." Rogue couldn't react - impossible - Remy couldn't be dead - not Remy - not Remy - most certainly not Remy, in the background she could hear some words coming from a great distance - coming through walls - yet distinctly clear -
"He crashed his motorbike while trying to avoid an old lady." That was when Rogue collapsed - that is into tears - no no noooo noo - those red on black eyes would never twinkle again - that face would never wear that smirk - it was cruel to make someone love her - there had been some hope while he had been there - why hadn't she let her feeling show - she was conscious of Pyro patting awkwardly on the shoulder - she mustn't cry she mustn't cry in front of everybody - but she was- and there was no Remy to put his arms around her - she walked as if in a daze to parking lot - walked to school gates - walked she didn't know where - walked - walked on and on and went further and further into the city - time didn't matter now - what value did it have now - no hope left - no love left - no joy - no triumph - no victory - the void inside of her grew so much it threatened to engulf her - she wandered on and on and on - her feet carried her to the park - she looked up to wipe her tears - and there in front of her - larger than death - larger than life stood Monsieur Lebeau - smirk larger than usual -
"Been crying Cherie?"
Rogue couldn't react - she felt relief - pain and anger go through her - Anger dominated - ANGER ruled.
" YOU - YOU'RE ALIVE" It was an accusation - how dare he be alive when he was dead? "You glad Cherie?" His smirk was larger than usual.
"No, no ah'm disappointed - very disappointed" Now why in the name of death itself was her voice shaking?
"Really - I would have liked to see your face when you heard that I was dead"
"Ya would have been disappointed Cajun - Ah was so happy Ah couldn't help jumping up and down"
"Really now aren't we in a habit of lying - try having a look at this" - he took out a camcorder from one of the million pockets of his trench coat - and there it was - a tape of her crying like there was no tomorrow -
"How do you answer that miss?" It seemed that the smirk would swallow up the rest of his face.
"Ah'd say you were a lying, scheming cheat. A man who takes advantage of."
"Agreed Cherie, agreed - Remy is glad you think so highly of him but you still haven't answered my question."
"Ah wouldn't have admitted it if Ah had known you were alive - Ah"
"Oh so there is something to admit huh?"
"No there isn't" Remy put his arm around her and pulled her close - Rogue tried to remove his arms but her limbs refused to obey. And For the first time in his life Remy felt truly content with a fille.
"Will Cherie go on a date with me?"
"Yes but only because you ain't dead"
And Rogue put her arm around Remy.
THE END.
That's all folks! What did you think - keep reviewing. I have written a songfic about the condition of the brotherhood house [Wanda singing to Toad] which is a parody of "On the street where you live" from "My fair Lady" - do go and check it out - it will be in the parody section. I have also posted the first chapter of and Ororo/ Mastermind fic - which I have written 'coz I think it has never been done before - check it out - just to see what it comes out like. Another songfic, starring Remy and the filles has been posted too - it is called "Stare" and is a parody of "Sing" by The Carpenters. I am planning a sequel to this story and it will be called "Remy's Rogue" - wait with bated breath - or bear with me - review and tell me if you want anything else - till then farewell.
ElizabethDarcy_RogueleBeau.