K.K.L: Hi!! Sorry it took so long to update! I have been at a loss about
what to write for so long!^.^ So don't kill me! Please like it, I can't
force you but I hope you do!!!
Chapter 6 The next day at school Kitty had put on her best cloths and her best smile. Though it hid the most torment and pain a girl her age could ever experience. Kitty turned the corner to the hall where Pietro's locker was and her heart sank. He was casually leaning against the locker talking to Liz who was fully clad in her STUPID cheerleading uniform. Liz gave a squeaky high pitched giggle as Kitty approached and Kitty's stomach clenched. It was such a fake sugary laugh and she was sure whatever Pietro said couldn't be THAT funny! Kitty stopped up beside them and for a minute neither one of them acknowledged her presence. Before long Liz turned to Kitty impatiently.
"Like, what do you like, want Kitty?" Liz asked angrily in her annoying helium like voice. Kitty only ignored Liz and turned to Pietro, the anger boiling inside her. Time to make someone jealous.
"HereareyourclothssorryIborrowedthemlastnihgtgottagobye!" Kitty said hurriedly, and then scampered away down the hall. **SLAP** Kitty winced. Oops.
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Kitty was probably the most relieved person to go to lunch that afternoon. Instead of sitting with the X-men she decided to eat outside. She took her tray outside and picked at the unidentifiable blob on her tray. Nothing was going right. She pushed her tray aside and buried her face in her folded arms. Luckily no one was outside so she could cry in peace. Every thing was a horrible terrible mess and she was so depressed. Nothing had ever been this horribly wrong in her life! Not even when she had found out that she was a mutant! The tears were lessening but the feeling of misery was still raging inside of her. Kitty suddenly felt a soft pressure on her shoulder and realized someone had their hand on her shoulder. She was almost too afraid to look up. But slowly, she did and her eyes met with piercing brown. Her body began to tremble violently.
"Kitty," he breathed and Kitty felt her skin crawl. Why was he here? The panic was rising inside of her stomach.
"Kitty, I am SO sorry . . . ." he whispered. The anger suddenly filled her.
"SORRY!?" she shouted, "YOU'RE SORRY?!?!?" Kitty couldn't believe her ears. He was only apologizing after what he did!? She stood up, only reaching his shoulders but still angry.
"For what you've done you should be writing 'I'm sorry' in the stars!!!!" she screeched angrily. Lance stared pathetically at her.
"Kitty, I don't know how to prove to you how sorry I am," Lance murmured, his eyes begging for forgiveness. Kitty shook her head.
"Like, this is unbelievable! I cannot believe you! NO!! I will not forgive you!" Kitty seethed and stomped off into the lunchroom.
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Kitty sat down angrily beside Rogue, the anger apparent in the way her eyes were set in an angry glare.
"Kitty, are yah allright?" Rogue asked concernedly. Kitty didn't answer, just slowly turned her head, glared at Rogue for a second then retuned her gaze back to the table again.
"I have to go," Kitty muttered mechanically through clenched teeth and left the table.
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As soon as she was out of the lunch room the tears spilled form her eyes. She buried her face in her hands and thought about the situation. The situation. Kitty's stomach clenched uncomfortably and she shut her eyes tightly to keep from falling over from the immense dizziness that had suddenly swept over her. She leaned against her locker for support. She rubbed her head for a minute hoping it would sooth the ache that was throbbing inside her head. There was suddenly a fierce grip on her arm and she was jerked around to face Pietro. She squealed because he had gripped one of her bruises and the anger rushed out of her. He released her glowering down at her.
"Why-did-you-DO THAT!?" he hissed. Kitty looked at him blankly.
"Do what?" she asked innocently. She knew fully well what he was talking about.
"You know what I mean! Earlier today!? I might actually have had a chance to score tonight!" Kitty was suddenly filled with anger and disgust. ~~What a pig~~
"I didn't do it on purpose. It was her fault. She assumed that that was what happened," Kitty said quietly.
"Oh, well that's great!" he said angrily, "Now the head cheerleader HATES me and now I probably can't even score with Tiffany! Now what exactly WERE you doing with MY cloths?" The burning anger inside her had retuned. He put an arm on either side of her so as not to let her escape. Instead of telling him a lye or making up some stupid excuse, she just turned her head away and regretfully a tear slipped out of her eye. Pietro gaped at her. He pulled his arms away and his glare softened to a sympathetic gaze.
"Oh, did I hurt you?" Pietro asked. He didn't think he had but he couldn't be sure.
"No," Kitty whispered, the air of sadness in her voice, "No, you didn't. You were always so gentle. Not like HIM. Oh my god . . . ."
"He didn't-" Pietro whispered softly leaving the sentence to hang. Had Lance really done something so horrible to someone so fragile? She suddenly burst into tears and slid down the locker burying her face into her knees. She couldn't hold it in and she couldn't lye to Pietro.
"Oh Kitty," he whispered and knelt down beside her, "he didn't-he couldn't." Kitty just cried harder and buried her face further into her knees. Before Kitty could protest Pietro had swept her into his arms and was rocking her gently. She pressed her face into his chest and cried; grateful for his tenderness and care. Lance had never held her this way and she cried even harder and began to shake violently at the thought of that monster! Pietro placed a finger gently beneath her chin and tilted her face upward so she was looking into his icy blue eyes with her teary sapphire.
"Kitty, don't cry. He's not worth it," he whispered softly. Gently he placed his lips on hers and kissed her. She was in a state of bliss and she cuddled into his chest further. How was it he was so kind and gentle when he had had such a horrible childhood and he was always such a jerk? How was it he was so nice being mocked and ridiculed and turned into a merciless cold hearted drone by Mystique and the other members of the Brotherhood? Kitty cuddled even further if possible into his warmth.
"Kitty, I'm so sorry for what he did to you," Pietro murmured after releasing her from the kiss, "and I'll never let him do it again." Kitty cried silently, grateful for such a wonderful person. But wait. Wasn't this the same boy who had just been talking about*SCORING*with Tiffany just minutes ago? She pulled away.
"Pietro, this will never work, and I'm sorry for that," she murmured standing upright, "You are too-too good for me. . . ." She turned and ran away down the hall.
"No Kitty . . . . you're too good for me. . . ."
So did you like it? I know that she refused him, but soon all that will change^.^ Keep reading and you will know what I'm talking about. PLEASE R&R!!!!
~K.K.L~
Chapter 6 The next day at school Kitty had put on her best cloths and her best smile. Though it hid the most torment and pain a girl her age could ever experience. Kitty turned the corner to the hall where Pietro's locker was and her heart sank. He was casually leaning against the locker talking to Liz who was fully clad in her STUPID cheerleading uniform. Liz gave a squeaky high pitched giggle as Kitty approached and Kitty's stomach clenched. It was such a fake sugary laugh and she was sure whatever Pietro said couldn't be THAT funny! Kitty stopped up beside them and for a minute neither one of them acknowledged her presence. Before long Liz turned to Kitty impatiently.
"Like, what do you like, want Kitty?" Liz asked angrily in her annoying helium like voice. Kitty only ignored Liz and turned to Pietro, the anger boiling inside her. Time to make someone jealous.
"HereareyourclothssorryIborrowedthemlastnihgtgottagobye!" Kitty said hurriedly, and then scampered away down the hall. **SLAP** Kitty winced. Oops.
:: :: :: :: :: :: ::
Kitty was probably the most relieved person to go to lunch that afternoon. Instead of sitting with the X-men she decided to eat outside. She took her tray outside and picked at the unidentifiable blob on her tray. Nothing was going right. She pushed her tray aside and buried her face in her folded arms. Luckily no one was outside so she could cry in peace. Every thing was a horrible terrible mess and she was so depressed. Nothing had ever been this horribly wrong in her life! Not even when she had found out that she was a mutant! The tears were lessening but the feeling of misery was still raging inside of her. Kitty suddenly felt a soft pressure on her shoulder and realized someone had their hand on her shoulder. She was almost too afraid to look up. But slowly, she did and her eyes met with piercing brown. Her body began to tremble violently.
"Kitty," he breathed and Kitty felt her skin crawl. Why was he here? The panic was rising inside of her stomach.
"Kitty, I am SO sorry . . . ." he whispered. The anger suddenly filled her.
"SORRY!?" she shouted, "YOU'RE SORRY?!?!?" Kitty couldn't believe her ears. He was only apologizing after what he did!? She stood up, only reaching his shoulders but still angry.
"For what you've done you should be writing 'I'm sorry' in the stars!!!!" she screeched angrily. Lance stared pathetically at her.
"Kitty, I don't know how to prove to you how sorry I am," Lance murmured, his eyes begging for forgiveness. Kitty shook her head.
"Like, this is unbelievable! I cannot believe you! NO!! I will not forgive you!" Kitty seethed and stomped off into the lunchroom.
:: :: :: :: :: :: ::
Kitty sat down angrily beside Rogue, the anger apparent in the way her eyes were set in an angry glare.
"Kitty, are yah allright?" Rogue asked concernedly. Kitty didn't answer, just slowly turned her head, glared at Rogue for a second then retuned her gaze back to the table again.
"I have to go," Kitty muttered mechanically through clenched teeth and left the table.
:: :: :: :: :: :: ::
As soon as she was out of the lunch room the tears spilled form her eyes. She buried her face in her hands and thought about the situation. The situation. Kitty's stomach clenched uncomfortably and she shut her eyes tightly to keep from falling over from the immense dizziness that had suddenly swept over her. She leaned against her locker for support. She rubbed her head for a minute hoping it would sooth the ache that was throbbing inside her head. There was suddenly a fierce grip on her arm and she was jerked around to face Pietro. She squealed because he had gripped one of her bruises and the anger rushed out of her. He released her glowering down at her.
"Why-did-you-DO THAT!?" he hissed. Kitty looked at him blankly.
"Do what?" she asked innocently. She knew fully well what he was talking about.
"You know what I mean! Earlier today!? I might actually have had a chance to score tonight!" Kitty was suddenly filled with anger and disgust. ~~What a pig~~
"I didn't do it on purpose. It was her fault. She assumed that that was what happened," Kitty said quietly.
"Oh, well that's great!" he said angrily, "Now the head cheerleader HATES me and now I probably can't even score with Tiffany! Now what exactly WERE you doing with MY cloths?" The burning anger inside her had retuned. He put an arm on either side of her so as not to let her escape. Instead of telling him a lye or making up some stupid excuse, she just turned her head away and regretfully a tear slipped out of her eye. Pietro gaped at her. He pulled his arms away and his glare softened to a sympathetic gaze.
"Oh, did I hurt you?" Pietro asked. He didn't think he had but he couldn't be sure.
"No," Kitty whispered, the air of sadness in her voice, "No, you didn't. You were always so gentle. Not like HIM. Oh my god . . . ."
"He didn't-" Pietro whispered softly leaving the sentence to hang. Had Lance really done something so horrible to someone so fragile? She suddenly burst into tears and slid down the locker burying her face into her knees. She couldn't hold it in and she couldn't lye to Pietro.
"Oh Kitty," he whispered and knelt down beside her, "he didn't-he couldn't." Kitty just cried harder and buried her face further into her knees. Before Kitty could protest Pietro had swept her into his arms and was rocking her gently. She pressed her face into his chest and cried; grateful for his tenderness and care. Lance had never held her this way and she cried even harder and began to shake violently at the thought of that monster! Pietro placed a finger gently beneath her chin and tilted her face upward so she was looking into his icy blue eyes with her teary sapphire.
"Kitty, don't cry. He's not worth it," he whispered softly. Gently he placed his lips on hers and kissed her. She was in a state of bliss and she cuddled into his chest further. How was it he was so kind and gentle when he had had such a horrible childhood and he was always such a jerk? How was it he was so nice being mocked and ridiculed and turned into a merciless cold hearted drone by Mystique and the other members of the Brotherhood? Kitty cuddled even further if possible into his warmth.
"Kitty, I'm so sorry for what he did to you," Pietro murmured after releasing her from the kiss, "and I'll never let him do it again." Kitty cried silently, grateful for such a wonderful person. But wait. Wasn't this the same boy who had just been talking about*SCORING*with Tiffany just minutes ago? She pulled away.
"Pietro, this will never work, and I'm sorry for that," she murmured standing upright, "You are too-too good for me. . . ." She turned and ran away down the hall.
"No Kitty . . . . you're too good for me. . . ."
So did you like it? I know that she refused him, but soon all that will change^.^ Keep reading and you will know what I'm talking about. PLEASE R&R!!!!
~K.K.L~