*Sleepless Nights*
The night passes by in silence
Sleep has failed to visit me
I lay awake and ponder
My thoughts all of you
I can't seem to fall asleep
To dream, to pretend
It eludes me
I just wonder and regret
And than the dawn comes
It's light penetrating the room and I begin my day
When it's over
I lay once again upon my bed
And begin the cycle that has taken its toll on my mind
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Remy was awake, lying in his bed and listening to the sounds of the night. He had spent many evenings that way, not being able to fall asleep. He thought about her and what had happened. He thought about going to her and shaking her awake from her sleep, she was probably sleeping soundly.
He got up from the bed and pulled on the pants to cover his semi nude form. The bathroom was just a little off. Unknowingly he bumped into one of the girls from the institute, the one who can go through things.
"Sorry Chere, Remy wasn't payin' attention." The girl just giggled and phased through him, Remy shivered as his body readjusted itself from the invasion. His hand was at the door knob when he heard a door softly open and close. The light padding on the floor indicated that the person was trying to be quiet.
A few moments later he felt a hand on his shoulder. His breath was caught short. He turned around slowly and looked into the eyes of the girl he loved. She said nothing. His throat was dry and his heart was beating so fast it was a steady hum to his ears. She leaned into him; her gloved hand squeezing slightly and opened her mouth to speak.
Near by another door opened, but this time more loudly, Rogue jumped back and let go of his shoulder, Remy grabbed her hand. The look of fear on her face made him let go. He wanted to take her in his arms and show her how he felt about her, his voice wouldn't let him speak. He looked down and saw his bare chest and knew the compromising position they were in. She left.
He quickly entered the bathroom and washed his hot face. After he was done, he opened the door and looked into the shielded eyes of another team mate. Scott put his hand on Remy's shoulder and squeezed softly, the only indication of his thoughts and he entered the bathroom that Remy had just inhabited.
It had to end. Remy would stop this farce and make things clear in the morning. Things would have to change; he couldn't go another sleepless night. One more night he lay on his bed and dreamt of nothing.
Remy was awake, lying in his bed and listening to the sounds of the night. He had spent many evenings that way, not being able to fall asleep. He thought about her and what had happened. He thought about going to her and shaking her awake from her sleep, she was probably sleeping soundly.
He got up from the bed and pulled on the pants to cover his semi nude form. The bathroom was just a little off. Unknowingly he bumped into one of the girls from the institute, the one who can go through things.
"Sorry Chere, Remy wasn't payin' attention." The girl just giggled and phased through him, Remy shivered as his body readjusted itself from the invasion. His hand was at the door knob when he heard a door softly open and close. The light padding on the floor indicated that the person was trying to be quiet.
A few moments later he felt a hand on his shoulder. His breath was caught short. He turned around slowly and looked into the eyes of the girl he loved. She said nothing. His throat was dry and his heart was beating so fast it was a steady hum to his ears. She leaned into him; her gloved hand squeezing slightly and opened her mouth to speak.
Near by another door opened, but this time more loudly, Rogue jumped back and let go of his shoulder, Remy grabbed her hand. The look of fear on her face made him let go. He wanted to take her in his arms and show her how he felt about her, his voice wouldn't let him speak. He looked down and saw his bare chest and knew the compromising position they were in. She left.
He quickly entered the bathroom and washed his hot face. After he was done, he opened the door and looked into the shielded eyes of another team mate. Scott put his hand on Remy's shoulder and squeezed softly, the only indication of his thoughts and he entered the bathroom that Remy had just inhabited.
It had to end. Remy would stop this farce and make things clear in the morning. Things would have to change; he couldn't go another sleepless night. One more night he lay on his bed and dreamt of nothing.