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~Left all alone
Far from my home
No one to hear me, to heal my ill heart~
-And One by Linkin Park
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It was now storming violently with a tornado watch in effect over the entire area. The mansion's electricity had been out for over 15 minutes with only a few backup lights on.
Kimla shuddered moving away from the window when it started to hail. Lightning flashed through the sky and the wind blew harder with a crash of thunder. A startled yelp escaped passed her lips, turning on her heel she ran into something solid.
Gasping, she quickly took two steps back and stared up with wide eyes at the shadowed face. Lightning lit up the room along with the man's face.
"Logan!" Kimla sighed with relief then scowled at him, "You scared the crap outta me!!"
He didn't say anything; instead he grabbed her right arm and pushed up the sleeve revealing three fresh cuts. Kimla jerked her arm free from his grip and pulled the sleeve back down.
"It's my body!" She snapped glaring at him.
"You tryin' ta kill yerself!?" He growled over the sudden crash of thunder.
"So what if I am!?" She cried out, tears welling up in her eyes, "It's not like you would know anything about it!"
"I know more than you think," He grabbed her by the shoulders, "And believe me, it's somethin' you don't want ta know much about," Kimla frowned the tears now streaming steadily down her face, "I would show you all the scars from all the times I tried ta kill myself," The tone of his voice softened as he continued, "but they all faded away."*
Kimla's bottom lip trembled as she pulled away from him looking very much like a child who's lost their way.
"Why do you have ta cut yerself?" He whispered, his voice barely audible above the rain pounding on the window.
"I-I deserve it," Her voice cut through Logan like one of his own adimantium claws cutting through butter, "I d-deserve the pain…"
Logan grabbed her shoulders again, "No one deserves pain." He said pulling her into a hug.
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The storm had died down and the tornado watches were gone but it was still raining. Kimla sat on the floor in her room almost two hours after her latest encounter with Logan. She sighed picking at the bandages on her arm, 'No one deserves pain' She frowned glancing up at the clock then back down at her arm.
"I promised." She whispered closing her eyes and wrapped a hand around her injured wrist then fell to the floor onto something cold.
Opening her eyes she looked down and moved her hand to find the razor she had found earlier staring up at her. Swallowing thickly she picked it up and climbed to her feet. She made her way out into the hallway and in front of Logan's door where she stood trying to summon up the courage to knock.
There was silence on the other side of the door when she finally did knock, suddenly the doorknob turned and she took a step back. Logan appeared in the doorway, now wearing a pair of black sweat pants and a white t-shirt instead of his usual blue jeans and plaid shirt.
He raised an eyebrow at her.
She swallowed holding her hand out to him, the one with the razor in it. He reached out taking the razor from her.
"I didn't…"
"I know."
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"She's showin' improvement, Chuck."
Xavier smiled clasping his hands together over his desk, "That's good. I see that you have also taken an interest in her."
Logan snorted turning away, "I can't watch her do the same thing Rogue did."
"You still having nightmares about it?"
Logan looked up at him questioningly, Charles tapped his temple lightly and Logan nodded getting the message.
"Sometimes, not so much lately," He sighed rubbing the back of his neck, "They keep changin'. It had been her getting shot-"
"Denial." Xavier nodded.
Logan frowned, "But now… now I see her sitting under that tree…" He trailed off scrubbing his face with a hand, "I see her in Kimla, and I can't let her do that to herself."
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