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Can't Stop Loving You : Even try ..I'll always be here by your side
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Remy walked aimlessly down the gloomy streets. He had nowhere to go. No where he wanted to go. He never felt like he belonged anywhere. Rogue made him feel like he belonged set him straight a bit. If it wasn't for her he would have most likely left the institute after a month there. What with all the rules, training sessions, early curfew, the rules, Summers, and did he mention all the rules they had there?
Remy let out a heavy sigh as he looked out onto the dark overcast sky. Wasn't it sunny outside earlier today? When did it get so dark out? Was I walking that long? He thought. He honestly couldn't remember the weather was not the big thing on his mind at the time. But now it was overcast. It fit in a way. He was in a gloomy mood it was gloomy outside they both matched.
Remy was still reliving the last few moments he was with Rogue. He could still feel her in his arms and wanted the feeling back because it was quickly fading. Leaving him all alone with the memories. He was beyond depressed. Remy wasn't too sure if there was a word to describe how depressed he really was. He'd look it up later when he was feeling more up to it he thought.
He stopped suddenly and looked both left and right. If he went left he would end up at the mansion. But. If he went right then he would end up somewhere knew. If he went far enough out of Bayville away from the good memories that only left scars because they were of happy and good times but now all they did was make his insides fall apart. There was a void in his life now. As if something was missing and he knew what it was.
Rogue.
Her name left a lump in his throat, and a sinking feeling deep in his stomach. Remy looked to his watch: 11:47. Wow he had been walking around Bayville for three hours now, maybe more. He wasn't in too much of a thinking mood.
Remy stopped moving at the familiar feeling of moister falling down his cheek. He wasn't crying again? Was he? Remy thought. But his questions were answered when more drops hit his face. It was raining. It seemed fitting, at least he wasn't crying. He couldn't believe he was crying. It seemed so below himself but it also seemed to fit. How could it be both Remy thought as he let the rain cascade down his face acting as tears. He looked around and saw most people begin to open their umbrellas and some businessmen use the paper they bought earlier as a make shift umbrella.
But Remy didn't care in the least. He welcomed the rain as he tilted his face up to the sky and stood there at his fork in the road. In one direction he could return to the life he knew and loved but what he loved was the girl that would normally be there. And then in the other direction he could leave and start a new life away from his new family. Maybe he could finally make amends with his family the one he left behind because he was afraid. Afraid of how they would react what they would think of him knowing he was a mutant. But he had told Rogue he would be there for her at the institute waiting for her when she got back. But what if she was never going to come back. It wasn't like he had said he was going to wait there he would always wait for her no matter what. She would always be the femme that stole the Prince of Thieves heart right out from under his nose.
The sound of a car pulling up to his right snapped him out of his thought. He looked down and to his left to see the X-Van pulled up right beside him. One guess who was driving it Remy thought as he looked back up to the clouded sky. " Figure it out yet Gumbo?" He heard Logan's gruff voice answer. The first thing Remy thought was he knew. Of course Logan had known Remy guess it must have been obvious to everyone but him, maybe Rogue even knew. But why did she leave then? Why didn't she ask me to come? Remy thought as he just chose to look up at the sky and watch the rainfall down to the ground. The earth was crying he thought.
" Remy has never done somethin' so stupid when he was sober befo'." Remy said not looking at anything else but the weeping sky. He heard Logan get out of the Van and walked about three feet away from the pitiful man Remy pictured himself as right now.
" So you saying you've done stupider things when you were drunk, bub?" Logan asked in a slightly humorous tone but Remy wasn't in the mood to joke around with him. Any other time and situation and sure but right now all he wanted was a drink. Something very, very, very strong something that would knock him out in one shot. If he was lucky.
" Close but dis one takes de cake." Remy answered smiling at a memory but quickly pushed it aside cause like most of his good memories they had to do with Rogue. Did he even know her real name? Remy thought for a moment. She might have but he was drunk most likely and it was on the tip of his tongue to.
" You didn't tell her. Did you?" Logan asked it wasn't really a question from what Remy could tell just sounded like Logan stating the obvious.
" Y' t'ink Remy would be in dis mood if he would of told de p'tite dat he was in love with her and she would o' stayed here wit' him?" Remy asked with a hint of sarcasm even though he really didn't mean it. In truth he would be far from gloomy and depressed if he had at least told Rouge he loved her. Dam he was such and idiot. Why didn't he tell her? Why didn't he figure it out sooner why did she have to go? Why did she have to leave me? Remy thought completely forgetting that Logan was only a few feet away from him. She doesn't she love me Remy thought sadly as he felt a familiar burning sensation in his eyes. Oh great Remy though he was starting to cry at least the rain would hide his salty tears but not there scent. Remy looked over his shoulder at Logan who was shaking his head his black t- shirt was already soaked from the rain and Remy was pretty closed to drenched.
" She would have gone regardless." Logan told him Remy thought he looked as if he was holding something back from him but that's the way Logan always looked. Sort of.
Remy nodded. And a thought came to mind. " Y' ever lose someone y' love befo'?" Remy asked not really expecting an answer just a brush off. He heard Logan give a small chuckle as he walked up to him. Logan put an arm around Remy shoulder and walked him back to the van.
" Yeah, most beautiful bike I've ever seen." Logan began. " Dam that thing was beautiful. I was so speechless that some else bought her."
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Why, why, why ..I never wanted to say goodbye
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Remy ended up listening to Logan's drawn out story about the bike that got away on his way back to the institute. Dispite himself Remy ended up looking up right at Rogue's old balcony. Where she would normally be staring out into space and he would sometimes just walk under her balcony from returning from wherever and watch her until she noticed him. It was always nice just those simple little things were what he loved so much about her. Just being able to spend time and get to know her.
The feeling was there again the burning feeling he had before in his eyes. He heard Logan inhale deeply as Remy jumped out of the Van with out Logan fully stopping. " Merci fo' de ride Logan." Remy said to him with his head held down in shame. There was no way Logan was going to see him like this. Anyone was bad enough but Logan, hell no. He heard Logan call back to him but just let it go.
Remy was lucky enough to make it up to his room with out anyone seeing him. Before he entered him room though he paused at Rogue's old room that she use to share with Kitty. For a spilt second Remy wondered how Kitty was dealing with this. But the thought left his mind as quickly as it came. Right now all he wanted to do was be alone. Just left to his thoughts and misery.
The first thing Remy did was kick off his boots and land hard on his bed and somehow managed to flick on the stereo before he hit the bed. It wasn't the radio it was a CD, one of Kurt's. It was the boys Phil Collins CD. He had been trying to wean the boy to listen to American music and so far all he seemed to like was Phil Collins. Go figure crazy foreign goof off. Remy thought as the next song started up. It sounded all too familiar. The words fit perfectly with what he had just gone threw. Remy rummaged around threw Kurt's CD cases and finally found the only one in English. He looked up the song and saw the title. And how true it was: Can't Stop Loving You.
" Are y' tryin' t' tell Remy somethin'?" Remy asked God looking up to the ceiling. Was he being punished come on this was enough he was hurting and all the fates seemed to be doing was making it worse. Remy listened to the song once and decided he need his own remedy of music so he put in his well Rogue's Linkin Park CD she had let him borrow it was there old one which in Remy's opinion was better then there newer one. Of course Rouge begged to differ. He remembered one night when they had an hour-long discussion about it. Remy smiled and felt a familiar pain in his chest and the burning in his eyes. His heart was breaking again. How was he suppose to recover when he kept thinking about things that made his heart break. At that moment he felt extremely sorry for all the woman he just played with. He sighed and took a deep breath. Collapsing on his bed for the last time that night. Sure it was one in the afternoon but he didn't get much sleep the day before, and his heart had been just broken and crushed up into a million tiny pieces and the fates and God were just rubbing it in his face. Maybe he wasn't meant to be happy Remy thought as he pulled off his coat form his spot on the bed. He tossed it to a chair a few feet away and missed knocking a picture frame off the desk.
Sighing Remy took up all his will power to get up and look at the damage. He heard the glass crack so he knew something had broke. Remy bent down and saw a broken picture frame when he got a good look at the picture he wished that he had stayed in bed. It was a picture of him and Rogue at Christmas. He never knew this picture was taken. Remy decided to give Rogue the best gift he could think of and she said it was. After he had given it to her she had given him the biggest hug of his life. It was the simplest action yet it meant so much to her and all he had done was.
" Oh you found it." Kurt's voice along with the scent of brimstone filled the air. And Remy fought to regain his composer but his heart was beating wildly as if it was going to burst threw his chest. His ears were ringing and his throat grew dry again, and that dam lump was back but he tried to smile as best he could.
" Found what mon ami?" He asked looking at the pouting elf.
" Zat." Kurt said pointing to the broken picture frame. " I waz going to give it you for you birthday next week. I already gave Rogue a copy before she left." Kurt explained and then Remy realized that his birthday was indeed next week. Great and he wasn't by any means in the mood to celebrate his birthday.
" Sorry 'bout dat." Remy apologized and handed him the broken picture frame. He turned away from Kurt so he could give up smiling he wasn't in the mood for anyone right now. All he wanted were two things at the moment. And those two things were Rogue or sleep and beer. Okay three things. Remy thought bitterly as he collapsed yet again on the bed. Thinking to himself okay that was the last time I get out of bed for a week. Remy pulled the covers over his head knowing very well that Kurt was still watching him but he didn't care any more.
" How much did you love meine Schwester?" He heard Kurt ask and it was not something he wanted to talk about right now. It hurt too much and all Remy wanted to do was sleep and hopefully dream about Rogue like he did most times. Why was everyone asking him that question did he have some sigh post on him that said: My heart is broken so ask me about the woman I love.
" I feel like diein' Kurt. I never wanted to say good-bye to her. Never. Does dat answer yer question?" Remy asked being totally honest. And dieing would have been so sweet compared to this constant pain he had in his chest. Just a girl Remy tried to tell himself but that made it hurt even more cause Rogue was anything but just a girl. So was his savior she had always told him how many times he had saved her from so many things but she saved him from his greatest enemy. Himself.
" I'm sorry." He heard Kurt whisper quietly as he removed the picture of Rogue and Remy and placed it on his bed over what he thought was his shoulder. Remy grabbed the picture and stared at it.
" Hey Elf." But he was gone and the stench of brimstone hit his nose hard as he pulled the covers farther over his head. " Merci." Remy whispered to the empty spot where Kurt just was. Leaving Remy to his thoughts as he stared down at the happy picture and it made him hurt even more. As much as he loved the picture and the memory he couldn't stand to look at it. He felt his eye begin to burn so he tossed the picture onto his night table but missed and saw it float down to the ground. He decided to get it later Remy thought as he tried to sleep. But it didn't work all he did was end up thinking.
He couldn't stay here was the main one. He tried to think of everything possible but it always somehow drifted back to Rogue. He was going to leave either tomorrow or the day after and return home. Try to clear his head a bit try and escape the pain a bit. He wasn't trying to forget Rogue hell no that was an impossible feet to accomplish no he just knew that he needed to confront his family and return home. Get some help, like Rogue was doing. The woman had made him stronger Remy though as he looked to a clock. It was now 3am. Some time during his thoughts he must have fallen asleep even though he didn't feel like he had. To make sure Remy checked his watch and sure enough it said the same thing.
Remy felt like a drink. So he decided to head down to the kitchen and make himself some coffee. He was never one for coffee but Rogue was big coffee drinker so he had gotten the habit from her. Sadness filled Remy's thoughts again as he frowned as he made the coffee. The sharp pain in his chest had returned and he tried to ignore it but it wasn't working. Maybe he should just go have a beer. If Logan was up he most likely would have been down here by now looking for him.
Remy poured him a large cup of coffee and decided to have it black. As he walked into the rec room to just think about things. But he stopped quickly when he saw Scott staring out the window in there. " Couldn't sleep either?" Scott asked Remy jumped a bit looking slightly startled and gave Scott a half-hearted smile.
" None. Remy's dreams be to depressing cause they be what he can't have." He answered truthfully. Why he told the pretty boy he wasn't to sure but they had this semi friendship thing going. They had become so, so friends over the six months he had stayed there. It didn't mean they went out of there way to talk to one another it just meant that they could talk to each other and both would remain conscious and unharmed when they left the room.
" You really loved her didn't you?" Scott said in a tone that showed signs of sympathy. Remy's jaw dropped.
" Why is it dat every one knows this an' not Remy?" He asked taking a sip of his coffee sitting his butt down on the nearest sofa looking at Scott.
" Well it was pretty obvious." Scott stated like it wasn't that big of a secret. Remy took another large gulp of his coffee not liking how this conversation was going.
" How so? How is it dat everyone knows and Remy's jus finding' dis out today after he loses Rogue?" Remy asked glaring at the wall. He looked at Scott threw the corner of his eye and saw his jaw drop a bit.
" You mean you didn't know?" Scott asked with shock.
" Dat's what Remy said. Logan knows Kurt knows Remy had a talk with Logan about it. Kurt he just kind of brushed off." He said finishing off his coffee.
" I though you knew." Scott stammered. And Remy had to smile at that. So far Remy was doing good at ignoring the small fist clenching his heart like it did every time he heard or thought about Rogue. Her name triggered all his happiness and sadness. Hearing her name brought joy to his life made his head snap up but then it was an evil reminder of what he had lost and it made him drop into despair. " You talked to Logan?" Scott asked with a raised eyebrow. Remy nodded.
" Ended up with him telling Remy about de bike dat got away." Remy saw Scott smile.
" Yup heard that one when I was talking to him about Jean." Scott answered smiling at the memory of there conversation on the roof.
" Man needs a new hobby." Remy said looking out the window on the other side of the room. " An' a fille." He said as an after thought.
" Indeed he does." Scott answered to which statement he wasn't too sure about.
" How'd y' know?" Remy asked maybe if Scott knew then Rogue knew too then he could just go to her and.and..he was stuck from there. Just go and be with her if he was lucky. Scott looked like he didn't understand what he meant at first but then figured it out and answered him.
" After what you did at Christmas. You haven't flirted with any other girls really since that." Scott stated and a small 'o' shape came to Remy's lips as he thought about it. Then Rogue would know wouldn't she he thought. No cause he didn't know then and if he didn't know then there was no way she would have known unless she did the whole girl thing of reading in between the lines.
" So dat makes y' t'ink Remy's in love wit' her?" Remy asked. Course he already knew the answer and it was a pointless question. Scott nodded.
" I tried to warn Rogue but all she said over and over again was tell me that you were just friends. And to get lost." Oh that one hurt. The fist clutching onto his heart just tightened immensely. That comment alone hurt Remy like a thousand knifes being stabbed into his back. Just friends. He looked to Scott and tried to smile and Scott looked like he just realized what he had just said. " Oh hey I'm sure that." Remy put a hand up to stop Scott from talking.
" Non. It's okay mon ami. Remy'll get her back. Night." Remy said as he got up leaving Scott alone and he had left his coffee cup on the table but he knew Scott would take care of it. Remy made his way up the stairs barely awake, coffee was suppose to wake you up but it did the opposite for him. It always managed to knock him out. He paused at Rogue's door. He quietly opened the door and saw Kitty sleeping soundly. Then he looked over to Rogue's bed.
Empty.
Why was he not surprised. It still hurt to see that sight. He felt a familiar lump get caught in his throat as he tried to smile. Trying being the key word there. He felt the burning in his eyes and the pounding in his chest. He felt it hard to stand as he quickly close the door and made the last few strides to his room.
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Why even try ..I'm always here if you change, change your mind
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The next time Remy woke up was around eleven am. Some how he was allowed to miss this mornings Danger Room session, he guessed Logan had something to do with it. Bless you Logan Remy thought as he looked at his watch. His alarm clock had yet to be replaced. He usually bought the cheapest one and bought; yes he actually bought them cause Rogue made sure he bought them and didn't steal them. He bought a couple cause he lost one every three days at the most.
Remy blinked a couple times and stared up at the ceiling in a daze look as he thought deeply. He had to get out was the main one. For now he was going to push all thoughts of Rogue out of his mind. Oh hell that was impossible. There was no way he could live here with out her being here. It would be too painful with out her it.it wouldn't be the same. He was going home. He decided finally. And with that he got out of bed and changed into a fresh pair of clothes. Seeing how he never really took the time to change yesterday when he got home. He grabbed a dark blue t-shirt and a clean pair of jeans and searched for his boots, wherever he kicked them off last night.
Finally after three minutes of searching Remy finally found his boots one had landed on the desk and the other had made it into the closet. Remy slid them on and looked around his shack of a room. Kurt's half wasn't as bad as his but still bad. Deciding it would be nice if he cleaned up the room for them he set to work. He piled all the papers up and tossed away most of them, he pilled all the dirty clothes that were Kurt's and his he shoved into a duffle bag. Then he grabbed the rest of his clothes from the dresser and found one last box of cigarettes. He smiled and looked at them sadly. " Remy don' need nor want des anymore." Remy said distantly. " Remy just wants his chere back." He said as he tossed the box of cigarettes into the near by trashcan. " Mon chere would be proud o' dat." He said with a smile and thinking about her like that didn't hurt so much but it still hurt but not as much as it normally did.
He grabbed what little possessions he owned his favorite book " A Tale of Two Cites" By Charles Dickens. He had read the book when he was 13 and fell in love with it and read it again every year. He then emptied out his middle dresser drawer, which was designated, for his many, many decks of cards. Pilling his cards into his duffle he kept five decks with him on hand. After the incident when he first came he kept a minimum of four decks of cards. He grabbed the Linkin Park CD that Rogue had forgotten, his CD player and a few other small trinkets.
Remy sighed and looked at his practically empty room. He didn't own much to begin with. His bed was made and Kurt's half for once was clean. But then something caught his eye. The picture it was half under the bed. Remy walked over and examined. It was cute picture he thought. And it was a wonderful memory. Giving in he pocketed the picture and gave one last look around the room as he quickly wrote a quick note explaining why he was leaving. It had to be the worst time to leave but he couldn't stay here anymore everything held a once happy memory but now a depressing one cause she wasn't there. He slid on his coat and grabbed Kurt's sunglasses. They looked better on him anyway he thought as he jumped off the balcony and climbed down the drainpipe. He could have just walked threw the kitchen to the garage but this made him feel a little better. More like his old sneaky self.
He made it to the garage easily and found his bike where it was suppose to be. His baby his pride and joy. Dam he was starting to sound like Logan he needed a new hobby as much as Logan did. He needed Rogue. He thought with a twinge of sadness. " Remy's being pathetic." He mussed to himself.
" You got that right bub."
Merde. Remy thought as he heard Logan walk in. This was not good he wasn't going to get his quick and easy get away now. He could have just left and the other would think he was just leaving for some alone time like he normally did and take off for a day or two. " Logan." Remy tried to say pleasantly as he turned around to face a semi angry Logan.
" Your not coming back this time are you?" Logan asked Remy could tell he already knew the answer.
" Not for a long time but Remy be returning sometime." He answered as he turned around and began to tie down his duffle.
" Bullshit. You're running away again." Logan snapped at him.
" So what if I am?" Remy yelled back facing Logan and meeting his death with his own.
" So if you love her like you say you love her then go find her." Logan said low and dangerously. Remy gulped but held his own Logan had gone to far this time.
" I love her with all mon heart. An' I'm leavin' because she showed me the courage dat I need face mon past. She went home to face her past and get help. I'm goin' home to face my past and try to move on with mon life fo' her. I'm goin' to let her solve her problems and straighten out her life. I'm always goin' to be dere for her. She has mon number, she knows I'm leavin'. Good bye Logan it's been fun." Remy said as he punched in the codes to open the garage door and gate he then got on his bike. He slid on his helmet and sat there for a second waiting to see if Logan was going to say anything more, but he didn't seem to. Remy gassed up his bike and released the break.
" Hey kid." Remy stopped and looked over at Logan. " I'm" Logan was making this look painful Remy thought. " Sorry." Wow the Wolverine is human. "Take care. Okay." Remy smiled and nodded to him as he tore out of the garage and threw the mansion gates. As the scenery passed him by Remy decided to let his empathy go and take in the scenery. He was going home.
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Kurt decided to check on Remy. The boy had been sleeping for almost eleven hours now. He was lucky that Logan had agreed with him into letting him miss this morning's danger room session. Dang the Cajun owed him big time. That and he found his birthday gift and broke it none-the-less. But he couldn't be mad at him. The man had just lost the love of his life he couldn't imagine what he would be like if Amanda had suddenly left. He loved Amanda so much and he had yet to tell her he was still trying to work up the courage but wasn't there yet.
He bamfed into the bedroom and for a second he thought he was in the wrong room. But it was his, he knew from the burnt marks on the wall right by Remy's bed and the burnt spots of carpet on the floor. But why was the room clean? Did Remy do this to apologize for the frame? Kurt wondered as he walked around the room. Dam the Cajun was good at cleaning Kurt thought but where was he?
Kurt knew Remy wasn't in the Rec room or kitchen cause he had just came from both, and he wasn't in Rogue's old room cause he had just spoken to Kitty on the way in. He decided to walk to his room for once. He just skipped the part where you actually knock and open the door. Kitty was doing okay she seemed down but the girl had just lost her best friend. Kurt felt sorry for her. He missed his sister two more then anything and didn't want to see her go but knew it was something she had to do. Kurt thought as he looked around the room.
It was then that Kurt noticed the lack of items in the room. He quickly opened one of Gambit's dresser drawers and found nothing. He then opened the one with all his cards and nothing. Kurt searched the room and found no trace of Remy's junk. He then walked over to the desk. And there lying neatly on the table was a note, ten bucks and a card: The King Of Hearts. The note was in Remy's handwriting. Had he run away he thought as he began to read?
Elf and all those trespassing into my room,
Remy's going to live the rest of his life. Don't worry about me I'll be returning soon. I'm sorry for not saying as good as a good-bye as mon chere did but I hate good-byes. I'll be coming back one of these days. Kurt if you have already noticed there is ten bucks there for you to by a new pair of shades cause yours look better on me anyway. And there is also a King of Hearts card. I'm turning in my title cause I found the love of my life and let her escape I advise you not to do the same. Hold on to Amanda she's a keeper and the moment you feel it. Tell her how much you love and care about her. I've gone home to New Orleans to make amends with mon family. Don't worry though I doubt most will, and thanks for the picture Kurt. Appreciate it. And sorry about the picture frame. Stay strong blue boy. And please take this poor excuse for a thief's advise.
Your friend,
Remy Etienne Lebeau
PS. Kurt tell Jeanie and Scott: would you two get together already. Mon Dieu.
Kurt wasn't too sure what to say. As he read the note over again. He was about to go tell the Professor when a thought came to mind. He quickly grabbed the phone and started dialing furiously.
He heard it rind twice until it picked up.
" Hello?" A female voice answered.
" Amanda?" He asked trying to confirm.
" Kurt? How are you is everything okay?" He heard her worried tone cause since the little incident at her parent's house he didn't call her because of the chance her parents might answer. It was mostly she who called or he just bamfed in.
" Ja everything iz okay. Look Amanda I need to talk to you. Can we meet at the park in ten minutes I need to talk to you." He told her.
" Is everything okay?" She asked again and Kurt thought about what he just said.
" Don't vorry. Every zing iz fine. Zo vill you meet me zere?" He asked again and heard her sigh on the other line.
" Okay Kurt. See ya in ten." She said.
" See ya." He said and hung up the phone. Most likely the Professor knew that Gambit was already gone. He was the world's greatest telepath so he must know. So Kurt checked himself over in the mirror and grinned to himself. " Well Cajun I hope your advize works." He said as he bamfed out to meet and tell Amanda that he loved her.
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Authors Note: All right done. I wasn't too sure as where to go with this chapter. I ended up rewriting the end a couple of times but I like this ending. Okay for those of you that answered my question as to if you want me to write Rogue's point of view the next two chapters will be from her point of view. I also as you cans see added in some of Kurt's point of view so let me know how I did. And I have another question for you lovely reviewers. How long do think it would take for Rogue to get home on the train to her home?
Let me know what you think of this chapter I was a little iffy about it but I don't know. I still don't think I'm much of an angst writer but that is for you to judge and me to find out.
So Remy is going home and that's where we are leaving him. Going home. What will happen to him you won't find out till later. If you don't like the turn this story is taking tuff. There are two more chapters left so lets see if I can do this.
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Again sorry if I left anyone out.
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dReAm sPrItE - Don't cry please no. And just between you and me I was thinking about a sequel if I don't find a way to wrap it up here in two chapters.
DaughterofDeath - Here is your new chapter chere.
Rogue Worrior Spirit - Of course the relationship will work out. That would be just plain evil of me to have them not get together. Hope you liked the chapter and it was worth the wait.
Latin Rose - I was trying to make it fluffy and that was as good as I could do with out gagging. I can't stand things that fluffy and I'm glad that you liked.
Cool-Chick-Rae - Glad you liked the chapter and I liked the memory to. I surprise myself sometimes with how creative I can be yet I always talk down about myself. Go figure. Come on and update Childhood Memories PLEAZ. Pretty please with sugar on top. Hope you liked the chapter.
Ishandahalf - I'll try to make it happy but the next chapter will be a bit sad cause I have to right Rogue's point of view and she is a kind of angsty character. So I will try for a happy ending.
Barbara - I'm glad that you liked it and your brother. I figured that this fic would be too something to fluffy to hold a guys attention. Glad you two liked it and hope you liked this chapter.
Riah Yaps - Wow thank you for the many compliments. Yeah it isn't hard to make Remy look good but I make it look easy. No I'm kidding. Lol. Hope you liked the chapter.
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Sorry if I missed anyone.
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Take Care, Rogue Star
Can't Stop Loving You : Even try ..I'll always be here by your side
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Remy walked aimlessly down the gloomy streets. He had nowhere to go. No where he wanted to go. He never felt like he belonged anywhere. Rogue made him feel like he belonged set him straight a bit. If it wasn't for her he would have most likely left the institute after a month there. What with all the rules, training sessions, early curfew, the rules, Summers, and did he mention all the rules they had there?
Remy let out a heavy sigh as he looked out onto the dark overcast sky. Wasn't it sunny outside earlier today? When did it get so dark out? Was I walking that long? He thought. He honestly couldn't remember the weather was not the big thing on his mind at the time. But now it was overcast. It fit in a way. He was in a gloomy mood it was gloomy outside they both matched.
Remy was still reliving the last few moments he was with Rogue. He could still feel her in his arms and wanted the feeling back because it was quickly fading. Leaving him all alone with the memories. He was beyond depressed. Remy wasn't too sure if there was a word to describe how depressed he really was. He'd look it up later when he was feeling more up to it he thought.
He stopped suddenly and looked both left and right. If he went left he would end up at the mansion. But. If he went right then he would end up somewhere knew. If he went far enough out of Bayville away from the good memories that only left scars because they were of happy and good times but now all they did was make his insides fall apart. There was a void in his life now. As if something was missing and he knew what it was.
Rogue.
Her name left a lump in his throat, and a sinking feeling deep in his stomach. Remy looked to his watch: 11:47. Wow he had been walking around Bayville for three hours now, maybe more. He wasn't in too much of a thinking mood.
Remy stopped moving at the familiar feeling of moister falling down his cheek. He wasn't crying again? Was he? Remy thought. But his questions were answered when more drops hit his face. It was raining. It seemed fitting, at least he wasn't crying. He couldn't believe he was crying. It seemed so below himself but it also seemed to fit. How could it be both Remy thought as he let the rain cascade down his face acting as tears. He looked around and saw most people begin to open their umbrellas and some businessmen use the paper they bought earlier as a make shift umbrella.
But Remy didn't care in the least. He welcomed the rain as he tilted his face up to the sky and stood there at his fork in the road. In one direction he could return to the life he knew and loved but what he loved was the girl that would normally be there. And then in the other direction he could leave and start a new life away from his new family. Maybe he could finally make amends with his family the one he left behind because he was afraid. Afraid of how they would react what they would think of him knowing he was a mutant. But he had told Rogue he would be there for her at the institute waiting for her when she got back. But what if she was never going to come back. It wasn't like he had said he was going to wait there he would always wait for her no matter what. She would always be the femme that stole the Prince of Thieves heart right out from under his nose.
The sound of a car pulling up to his right snapped him out of his thought. He looked down and to his left to see the X-Van pulled up right beside him. One guess who was driving it Remy thought as he looked back up to the clouded sky. " Figure it out yet Gumbo?" He heard Logan's gruff voice answer. The first thing Remy thought was he knew. Of course Logan had known Remy guess it must have been obvious to everyone but him, maybe Rogue even knew. But why did she leave then? Why didn't she ask me to come? Remy thought as he just chose to look up at the sky and watch the rainfall down to the ground. The earth was crying he thought.
" Remy has never done somethin' so stupid when he was sober befo'." Remy said not looking at anything else but the weeping sky. He heard Logan get out of the Van and walked about three feet away from the pitiful man Remy pictured himself as right now.
" So you saying you've done stupider things when you were drunk, bub?" Logan asked in a slightly humorous tone but Remy wasn't in the mood to joke around with him. Any other time and situation and sure but right now all he wanted was a drink. Something very, very, very strong something that would knock him out in one shot. If he was lucky.
" Close but dis one takes de cake." Remy answered smiling at a memory but quickly pushed it aside cause like most of his good memories they had to do with Rogue. Did he even know her real name? Remy thought for a moment. She might have but he was drunk most likely and it was on the tip of his tongue to.
" You didn't tell her. Did you?" Logan asked it wasn't really a question from what Remy could tell just sounded like Logan stating the obvious.
" Y' t'ink Remy would be in dis mood if he would of told de p'tite dat he was in love with her and she would o' stayed here wit' him?" Remy asked with a hint of sarcasm even though he really didn't mean it. In truth he would be far from gloomy and depressed if he had at least told Rouge he loved her. Dam he was such and idiot. Why didn't he tell her? Why didn't he figure it out sooner why did she have to go? Why did she have to leave me? Remy thought completely forgetting that Logan was only a few feet away from him. She doesn't she love me Remy thought sadly as he felt a familiar burning sensation in his eyes. Oh great Remy though he was starting to cry at least the rain would hide his salty tears but not there scent. Remy looked over his shoulder at Logan who was shaking his head his black t- shirt was already soaked from the rain and Remy was pretty closed to drenched.
" She would have gone regardless." Logan told him Remy thought he looked as if he was holding something back from him but that's the way Logan always looked. Sort of.
Remy nodded. And a thought came to mind. " Y' ever lose someone y' love befo'?" Remy asked not really expecting an answer just a brush off. He heard Logan give a small chuckle as he walked up to him. Logan put an arm around Remy shoulder and walked him back to the van.
" Yeah, most beautiful bike I've ever seen." Logan began. " Dam that thing was beautiful. I was so speechless that some else bought her."
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Why, why, why ..I never wanted to say goodbye
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Remy ended up listening to Logan's drawn out story about the bike that got away on his way back to the institute. Dispite himself Remy ended up looking up right at Rogue's old balcony. Where she would normally be staring out into space and he would sometimes just walk under her balcony from returning from wherever and watch her until she noticed him. It was always nice just those simple little things were what he loved so much about her. Just being able to spend time and get to know her.
The feeling was there again the burning feeling he had before in his eyes. He heard Logan inhale deeply as Remy jumped out of the Van with out Logan fully stopping. " Merci fo' de ride Logan." Remy said to him with his head held down in shame. There was no way Logan was going to see him like this. Anyone was bad enough but Logan, hell no. He heard Logan call back to him but just let it go.
Remy was lucky enough to make it up to his room with out anyone seeing him. Before he entered him room though he paused at Rogue's old room that she use to share with Kitty. For a spilt second Remy wondered how Kitty was dealing with this. But the thought left his mind as quickly as it came. Right now all he wanted to do was be alone. Just left to his thoughts and misery.
The first thing Remy did was kick off his boots and land hard on his bed and somehow managed to flick on the stereo before he hit the bed. It wasn't the radio it was a CD, one of Kurt's. It was the boys Phil Collins CD. He had been trying to wean the boy to listen to American music and so far all he seemed to like was Phil Collins. Go figure crazy foreign goof off. Remy thought as the next song started up. It sounded all too familiar. The words fit perfectly with what he had just gone threw. Remy rummaged around threw Kurt's CD cases and finally found the only one in English. He looked up the song and saw the title. And how true it was: Can't Stop Loving You.
" Are y' tryin' t' tell Remy somethin'?" Remy asked God looking up to the ceiling. Was he being punished come on this was enough he was hurting and all the fates seemed to be doing was making it worse. Remy listened to the song once and decided he need his own remedy of music so he put in his well Rogue's Linkin Park CD she had let him borrow it was there old one which in Remy's opinion was better then there newer one. Of course Rouge begged to differ. He remembered one night when they had an hour-long discussion about it. Remy smiled and felt a familiar pain in his chest and the burning in his eyes. His heart was breaking again. How was he suppose to recover when he kept thinking about things that made his heart break. At that moment he felt extremely sorry for all the woman he just played with. He sighed and took a deep breath. Collapsing on his bed for the last time that night. Sure it was one in the afternoon but he didn't get much sleep the day before, and his heart had been just broken and crushed up into a million tiny pieces and the fates and God were just rubbing it in his face. Maybe he wasn't meant to be happy Remy thought as he pulled off his coat form his spot on the bed. He tossed it to a chair a few feet away and missed knocking a picture frame off the desk.
Sighing Remy took up all his will power to get up and look at the damage. He heard the glass crack so he knew something had broke. Remy bent down and saw a broken picture frame when he got a good look at the picture he wished that he had stayed in bed. It was a picture of him and Rogue at Christmas. He never knew this picture was taken. Remy decided to give Rogue the best gift he could think of and she said it was. After he had given it to her she had given him the biggest hug of his life. It was the simplest action yet it meant so much to her and all he had done was.
" Oh you found it." Kurt's voice along with the scent of brimstone filled the air. And Remy fought to regain his composer but his heart was beating wildly as if it was going to burst threw his chest. His ears were ringing and his throat grew dry again, and that dam lump was back but he tried to smile as best he could.
" Found what mon ami?" He asked looking at the pouting elf.
" Zat." Kurt said pointing to the broken picture frame. " I waz going to give it you for you birthday next week. I already gave Rogue a copy before she left." Kurt explained and then Remy realized that his birthday was indeed next week. Great and he wasn't by any means in the mood to celebrate his birthday.
" Sorry 'bout dat." Remy apologized and handed him the broken picture frame. He turned away from Kurt so he could give up smiling he wasn't in the mood for anyone right now. All he wanted were two things at the moment. And those two things were Rogue or sleep and beer. Okay three things. Remy thought bitterly as he collapsed yet again on the bed. Thinking to himself okay that was the last time I get out of bed for a week. Remy pulled the covers over his head knowing very well that Kurt was still watching him but he didn't care any more.
" How much did you love meine Schwester?" He heard Kurt ask and it was not something he wanted to talk about right now. It hurt too much and all Remy wanted to do was sleep and hopefully dream about Rogue like he did most times. Why was everyone asking him that question did he have some sigh post on him that said: My heart is broken so ask me about the woman I love.
" I feel like diein' Kurt. I never wanted to say good-bye to her. Never. Does dat answer yer question?" Remy asked being totally honest. And dieing would have been so sweet compared to this constant pain he had in his chest. Just a girl Remy tried to tell himself but that made it hurt even more cause Rogue was anything but just a girl. So was his savior she had always told him how many times he had saved her from so many things but she saved him from his greatest enemy. Himself.
" I'm sorry." He heard Kurt whisper quietly as he removed the picture of Rogue and Remy and placed it on his bed over what he thought was his shoulder. Remy grabbed the picture and stared at it.
" Hey Elf." But he was gone and the stench of brimstone hit his nose hard as he pulled the covers farther over his head. " Merci." Remy whispered to the empty spot where Kurt just was. Leaving Remy to his thoughts as he stared down at the happy picture and it made him hurt even more. As much as he loved the picture and the memory he couldn't stand to look at it. He felt his eye begin to burn so he tossed the picture onto his night table but missed and saw it float down to the ground. He decided to get it later Remy thought as he tried to sleep. But it didn't work all he did was end up thinking.
He couldn't stay here was the main one. He tried to think of everything possible but it always somehow drifted back to Rogue. He was going to leave either tomorrow or the day after and return home. Try to clear his head a bit try and escape the pain a bit. He wasn't trying to forget Rogue hell no that was an impossible feet to accomplish no he just knew that he needed to confront his family and return home. Get some help, like Rogue was doing. The woman had made him stronger Remy though as he looked to a clock. It was now 3am. Some time during his thoughts he must have fallen asleep even though he didn't feel like he had. To make sure Remy checked his watch and sure enough it said the same thing.
Remy felt like a drink. So he decided to head down to the kitchen and make himself some coffee. He was never one for coffee but Rogue was big coffee drinker so he had gotten the habit from her. Sadness filled Remy's thoughts again as he frowned as he made the coffee. The sharp pain in his chest had returned and he tried to ignore it but it wasn't working. Maybe he should just go have a beer. If Logan was up he most likely would have been down here by now looking for him.
Remy poured him a large cup of coffee and decided to have it black. As he walked into the rec room to just think about things. But he stopped quickly when he saw Scott staring out the window in there. " Couldn't sleep either?" Scott asked Remy jumped a bit looking slightly startled and gave Scott a half-hearted smile.
" None. Remy's dreams be to depressing cause they be what he can't have." He answered truthfully. Why he told the pretty boy he wasn't to sure but they had this semi friendship thing going. They had become so, so friends over the six months he had stayed there. It didn't mean they went out of there way to talk to one another it just meant that they could talk to each other and both would remain conscious and unharmed when they left the room.
" You really loved her didn't you?" Scott said in a tone that showed signs of sympathy. Remy's jaw dropped.
" Why is it dat every one knows this an' not Remy?" He asked taking a sip of his coffee sitting his butt down on the nearest sofa looking at Scott.
" Well it was pretty obvious." Scott stated like it wasn't that big of a secret. Remy took another large gulp of his coffee not liking how this conversation was going.
" How so? How is it dat everyone knows and Remy's jus finding' dis out today after he loses Rogue?" Remy asked glaring at the wall. He looked at Scott threw the corner of his eye and saw his jaw drop a bit.
" You mean you didn't know?" Scott asked with shock.
" Dat's what Remy said. Logan knows Kurt knows Remy had a talk with Logan about it. Kurt he just kind of brushed off." He said finishing off his coffee.
" I though you knew." Scott stammered. And Remy had to smile at that. So far Remy was doing good at ignoring the small fist clenching his heart like it did every time he heard or thought about Rogue. Her name triggered all his happiness and sadness. Hearing her name brought joy to his life made his head snap up but then it was an evil reminder of what he had lost and it made him drop into despair. " You talked to Logan?" Scott asked with a raised eyebrow. Remy nodded.
" Ended up with him telling Remy about de bike dat got away." Remy saw Scott smile.
" Yup heard that one when I was talking to him about Jean." Scott answered smiling at the memory of there conversation on the roof.
" Man needs a new hobby." Remy said looking out the window on the other side of the room. " An' a fille." He said as an after thought.
" Indeed he does." Scott answered to which statement he wasn't too sure about.
" How'd y' know?" Remy asked maybe if Scott knew then Rogue knew too then he could just go to her and.and..he was stuck from there. Just go and be with her if he was lucky. Scott looked like he didn't understand what he meant at first but then figured it out and answered him.
" After what you did at Christmas. You haven't flirted with any other girls really since that." Scott stated and a small 'o' shape came to Remy's lips as he thought about it. Then Rogue would know wouldn't she he thought. No cause he didn't know then and if he didn't know then there was no way she would have known unless she did the whole girl thing of reading in between the lines.
" So dat makes y' t'ink Remy's in love wit' her?" Remy asked. Course he already knew the answer and it was a pointless question. Scott nodded.
" I tried to warn Rogue but all she said over and over again was tell me that you were just friends. And to get lost." Oh that one hurt. The fist clutching onto his heart just tightened immensely. That comment alone hurt Remy like a thousand knifes being stabbed into his back. Just friends. He looked to Scott and tried to smile and Scott looked like he just realized what he had just said. " Oh hey I'm sure that." Remy put a hand up to stop Scott from talking.
" Non. It's okay mon ami. Remy'll get her back. Night." Remy said as he got up leaving Scott alone and he had left his coffee cup on the table but he knew Scott would take care of it. Remy made his way up the stairs barely awake, coffee was suppose to wake you up but it did the opposite for him. It always managed to knock him out. He paused at Rogue's door. He quietly opened the door and saw Kitty sleeping soundly. Then he looked over to Rogue's bed.
Empty.
Why was he not surprised. It still hurt to see that sight. He felt a familiar lump get caught in his throat as he tried to smile. Trying being the key word there. He felt the burning in his eyes and the pounding in his chest. He felt it hard to stand as he quickly close the door and made the last few strides to his room.
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Why even try ..I'm always here if you change, change your mind
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The next time Remy woke up was around eleven am. Some how he was allowed to miss this mornings Danger Room session, he guessed Logan had something to do with it. Bless you Logan Remy thought as he looked at his watch. His alarm clock had yet to be replaced. He usually bought the cheapest one and bought; yes he actually bought them cause Rogue made sure he bought them and didn't steal them. He bought a couple cause he lost one every three days at the most.
Remy blinked a couple times and stared up at the ceiling in a daze look as he thought deeply. He had to get out was the main one. For now he was going to push all thoughts of Rogue out of his mind. Oh hell that was impossible. There was no way he could live here with out her being here. It would be too painful with out her it.it wouldn't be the same. He was going home. He decided finally. And with that he got out of bed and changed into a fresh pair of clothes. Seeing how he never really took the time to change yesterday when he got home. He grabbed a dark blue t-shirt and a clean pair of jeans and searched for his boots, wherever he kicked them off last night.
Finally after three minutes of searching Remy finally found his boots one had landed on the desk and the other had made it into the closet. Remy slid them on and looked around his shack of a room. Kurt's half wasn't as bad as his but still bad. Deciding it would be nice if he cleaned up the room for them he set to work. He piled all the papers up and tossed away most of them, he pilled all the dirty clothes that were Kurt's and his he shoved into a duffle bag. Then he grabbed the rest of his clothes from the dresser and found one last box of cigarettes. He smiled and looked at them sadly. " Remy don' need nor want des anymore." Remy said distantly. " Remy just wants his chere back." He said as he tossed the box of cigarettes into the near by trashcan. " Mon chere would be proud o' dat." He said with a smile and thinking about her like that didn't hurt so much but it still hurt but not as much as it normally did.
He grabbed what little possessions he owned his favorite book " A Tale of Two Cites" By Charles Dickens. He had read the book when he was 13 and fell in love with it and read it again every year. He then emptied out his middle dresser drawer, which was designated, for his many, many decks of cards. Pilling his cards into his duffle he kept five decks with him on hand. After the incident when he first came he kept a minimum of four decks of cards. He grabbed the Linkin Park CD that Rogue had forgotten, his CD player and a few other small trinkets.
Remy sighed and looked at his practically empty room. He didn't own much to begin with. His bed was made and Kurt's half for once was clean. But then something caught his eye. The picture it was half under the bed. Remy walked over and examined. It was cute picture he thought. And it was a wonderful memory. Giving in he pocketed the picture and gave one last look around the room as he quickly wrote a quick note explaining why he was leaving. It had to be the worst time to leave but he couldn't stay here anymore everything held a once happy memory but now a depressing one cause she wasn't there. He slid on his coat and grabbed Kurt's sunglasses. They looked better on him anyway he thought as he jumped off the balcony and climbed down the drainpipe. He could have just walked threw the kitchen to the garage but this made him feel a little better. More like his old sneaky self.
He made it to the garage easily and found his bike where it was suppose to be. His baby his pride and joy. Dam he was starting to sound like Logan he needed a new hobby as much as Logan did. He needed Rogue. He thought with a twinge of sadness. " Remy's being pathetic." He mussed to himself.
" You got that right bub."
Merde. Remy thought as he heard Logan walk in. This was not good he wasn't going to get his quick and easy get away now. He could have just left and the other would think he was just leaving for some alone time like he normally did and take off for a day or two. " Logan." Remy tried to say pleasantly as he turned around to face a semi angry Logan.
" Your not coming back this time are you?" Logan asked Remy could tell he already knew the answer.
" Not for a long time but Remy be returning sometime." He answered as he turned around and began to tie down his duffle.
" Bullshit. You're running away again." Logan snapped at him.
" So what if I am?" Remy yelled back facing Logan and meeting his death with his own.
" So if you love her like you say you love her then go find her." Logan said low and dangerously. Remy gulped but held his own Logan had gone to far this time.
" I love her with all mon heart. An' I'm leavin' because she showed me the courage dat I need face mon past. She went home to face her past and get help. I'm goin' home to face my past and try to move on with mon life fo' her. I'm goin' to let her solve her problems and straighten out her life. I'm always goin' to be dere for her. She has mon number, she knows I'm leavin'. Good bye Logan it's been fun." Remy said as he punched in the codes to open the garage door and gate he then got on his bike. He slid on his helmet and sat there for a second waiting to see if Logan was going to say anything more, but he didn't seem to. Remy gassed up his bike and released the break.
" Hey kid." Remy stopped and looked over at Logan. " I'm" Logan was making this look painful Remy thought. " Sorry." Wow the Wolverine is human. "Take care. Okay." Remy smiled and nodded to him as he tore out of the garage and threw the mansion gates. As the scenery passed him by Remy decided to let his empathy go and take in the scenery. He was going home.
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Kurt decided to check on Remy. The boy had been sleeping for almost eleven hours now. He was lucky that Logan had agreed with him into letting him miss this morning's danger room session. Dang the Cajun owed him big time. That and he found his birthday gift and broke it none-the-less. But he couldn't be mad at him. The man had just lost the love of his life he couldn't imagine what he would be like if Amanda had suddenly left. He loved Amanda so much and he had yet to tell her he was still trying to work up the courage but wasn't there yet.
He bamfed into the bedroom and for a second he thought he was in the wrong room. But it was his, he knew from the burnt marks on the wall right by Remy's bed and the burnt spots of carpet on the floor. But why was the room clean? Did Remy do this to apologize for the frame? Kurt wondered as he walked around the room. Dam the Cajun was good at cleaning Kurt thought but where was he?
Kurt knew Remy wasn't in the Rec room or kitchen cause he had just came from both, and he wasn't in Rogue's old room cause he had just spoken to Kitty on the way in. He decided to walk to his room for once. He just skipped the part where you actually knock and open the door. Kitty was doing okay she seemed down but the girl had just lost her best friend. Kurt felt sorry for her. He missed his sister two more then anything and didn't want to see her go but knew it was something she had to do. Kurt thought as he looked around the room.
It was then that Kurt noticed the lack of items in the room. He quickly opened one of Gambit's dresser drawers and found nothing. He then opened the one with all his cards and nothing. Kurt searched the room and found no trace of Remy's junk. He then walked over to the desk. And there lying neatly on the table was a note, ten bucks and a card: The King Of Hearts. The note was in Remy's handwriting. Had he run away he thought as he began to read?
Elf and all those trespassing into my room,
Remy's going to live the rest of his life. Don't worry about me I'll be returning soon. I'm sorry for not saying as good as a good-bye as mon chere did but I hate good-byes. I'll be coming back one of these days. Kurt if you have already noticed there is ten bucks there for you to by a new pair of shades cause yours look better on me anyway. And there is also a King of Hearts card. I'm turning in my title cause I found the love of my life and let her escape I advise you not to do the same. Hold on to Amanda she's a keeper and the moment you feel it. Tell her how much you love and care about her. I've gone home to New Orleans to make amends with mon family. Don't worry though I doubt most will, and thanks for the picture Kurt. Appreciate it. And sorry about the picture frame. Stay strong blue boy. And please take this poor excuse for a thief's advise.
Your friend,
Remy Etienne Lebeau
PS. Kurt tell Jeanie and Scott: would you two get together already. Mon Dieu.
Kurt wasn't too sure what to say. As he read the note over again. He was about to go tell the Professor when a thought came to mind. He quickly grabbed the phone and started dialing furiously.
He heard it rind twice until it picked up.
" Hello?" A female voice answered.
" Amanda?" He asked trying to confirm.
" Kurt? How are you is everything okay?" He heard her worried tone cause since the little incident at her parent's house he didn't call her because of the chance her parents might answer. It was mostly she who called or he just bamfed in.
" Ja everything iz okay. Look Amanda I need to talk to you. Can we meet at the park in ten minutes I need to talk to you." He told her.
" Is everything okay?" She asked again and Kurt thought about what he just said.
" Don't vorry. Every zing iz fine. Zo vill you meet me zere?" He asked again and heard her sigh on the other line.
" Okay Kurt. See ya in ten." She said.
" See ya." He said and hung up the phone. Most likely the Professor knew that Gambit was already gone. He was the world's greatest telepath so he must know. So Kurt checked himself over in the mirror and grinned to himself. " Well Cajun I hope your advize works." He said as he bamfed out to meet and tell Amanda that he loved her.
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Authors Note: All right done. I wasn't too sure as where to go with this chapter. I ended up rewriting the end a couple of times but I like this ending. Okay for those of you that answered my question as to if you want me to write Rogue's point of view the next two chapters will be from her point of view. I also as you cans see added in some of Kurt's point of view so let me know how I did. And I have another question for you lovely reviewers. How long do think it would take for Rogue to get home on the train to her home?
Let me know what you think of this chapter I was a little iffy about it but I don't know. I still don't think I'm much of an angst writer but that is for you to judge and me to find out.
So Remy is going home and that's where we are leaving him. Going home. What will happen to him you won't find out till later. If you don't like the turn this story is taking tuff. There are two more chapters left so lets see if I can do this.
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Again sorry if I left anyone out.
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dReAm sPrItE - Don't cry please no. And just between you and me I was thinking about a sequel if I don't find a way to wrap it up here in two chapters.
DaughterofDeath - Here is your new chapter chere.
Rogue Worrior Spirit - Of course the relationship will work out. That would be just plain evil of me to have them not get together. Hope you liked the chapter and it was worth the wait.
Latin Rose - I was trying to make it fluffy and that was as good as I could do with out gagging. I can't stand things that fluffy and I'm glad that you liked.
Cool-Chick-Rae - Glad you liked the chapter and I liked the memory to. I surprise myself sometimes with how creative I can be yet I always talk down about myself. Go figure. Come on and update Childhood Memories PLEAZ. Pretty please with sugar on top. Hope you liked the chapter.
Ishandahalf - I'll try to make it happy but the next chapter will be a bit sad cause I have to right Rogue's point of view and she is a kind of angsty character. So I will try for a happy ending.
Barbara - I'm glad that you liked it and your brother. I figured that this fic would be too something to fluffy to hold a guys attention. Glad you two liked it and hope you liked this chapter.
Riah Yaps - Wow thank you for the many compliments. Yeah it isn't hard to make Remy look good but I make it look easy. No I'm kidding. Lol. Hope you liked the chapter.
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Sorry if I missed anyone.
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Take Care, Rogue Star