Goodbye by confusedDIRTangel aka Mari
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A/N: This is basically a continuation of chapter two. I did not want the chapter to be too long. And again, thanks to everyone who reviewed.
*blah blah*=telepathic messages.
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Chapter 3- Logan's P.O.V.
I walked in a daze towards the med-lab, only to see my beautiful African goddess with bandages covering her thighs and forearms. I pulled a chair up beside her and sat down, resting my elbows on the edge of the hospital bed. I looked at her, her beautiful white hair now tinged red with blood…her blood. I felt tears gathering in my eyes. I willed them not to come, but my triumph was short-lived. I felt a tear trickle down my cheek. I closed my eyes and held my head in between my hands and allowed the tears to fall freely.
I took a deep breath in an attempt to help slow down my erratic breathing. It didn't work. I continued to sob into my hands, but I was not making a sound. I felt a hand gently running through my unruly black hair. I already know who was treating me as if I was made of glass. I shivered slightly as my beautiful weather witch massaged my scalp with the pads of her fingers. I didn't want her to stop. I let her continue. I felt my breath catch in my throat as her slim hand slid down the side of my face to apply gentle pressure to the underside of my chin, forcing me to look at her face.
As I lifted my head, the look on her face was so affectionate and loving, despite what she attempted to do only a few hours ago. "Logan…" it was a plea for me to gaze into her eyes. Don't get me wrong, I love gazing into those deep pools of emotion. I was just afraid about what I would find. I looked up into her eyes. What I saw scared me…Love. Pain. Trust. Regret. Anger. Faith. Pity. Bewilderment. It was an odd combination.
"Shhh….Darlin'. You don't have enough energy to talk," I said, my voice heavy with emotion. "You, you lost a lot of blood. You probably won't be better for a few weeks. But I promise you that I will be here the whole time. Helping you get through this." I brought her hand to my lips and placed a tender kiss on the top of her hand. I suddenly remembered that I had her diary which contained her suicide letter. I took it out from the crook of my arm and gave it to her. She looked at me with sympathetic eyes.
"Is this true?"
She nodded her head.
"All of it?"
She nodded her head, again.
"'Ro, there is something I have to tell you that I ha…" I was cut off when Jean entered the med-lab carrying a food tray containing two bowls of soup, two glasses of milk, and two pieces of chocolate cake, for a sugar boost I suppose.
"Oh, I'm sorry," the tall telepath stated, looking questionably between Ororo, the diary, and myself. "Am I interrupting something?"
"No, that's okay. I was actually just about to ask somebody to bring us some food."
*Logan, I am sorry that you had to see Ororo like this. As you know she is normally in control. I don't know what caused her to try and commit suicide. Do you?*
*Actually, I have an idea but I was just about to talk to 'Ro about it and see if I can get details out of her, no thanks to you.*
Jean walked over and handed my the food tray which I placed on the table next to me. "I'll be back in a few hours to change her bandages." Having said that, Jean left the room. I picked up one of the soup bowls and began to blow in it gently to cool it down. Once I was satisfied with the temperature I brought a spoonful to 'Ro's lips. She sipped cautiously. A few spoonfuls later she was opening her mouth for the spoon.
Soon after, we were working on the chocolate cake. I went to give her the first bite. To my surprise, instead of opening her mouth to accept the food she started talking to me. "Thank you, for finding me," she said as she placed her hand on my outstretched arm. Gently rubbing it, causing a blush to creep into my cheeks.
"It was nothing 'Ro. Nothing at all," I said. Slightly embarrassed by her constant gaze.
"No, Logan. If you didn't find me I," she choked on her words as tears started coming down her cheeks. I reached my free hand out to gently wipe away the tears. I wasn't very successful. I placed the cake back on the tray and rose out of my chair to sit on her bed next to her. I leaned forward and wrapped my arms around her waist. I heard her sigh in contentment as she wrapped her arms around my neck. "If you didn't find me I would be dead," she whispered into my ear.
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