I'm back! For uh…BlackDiamondDrop…well, at least one person reads this thing…
So, BDD, here ya go! Hope ya like! Oh, and thanks for the hundred…
Not one part of the X-Men or corresponding belongs to me…even if I do get a few from BDD…they still ain't mine. Damn it all.
I looked at my computer, where a black screen welcomed me. A red light flashed underneath the screen. I went to it, and clicked the mouse, and the beeping stopped. The black screen faded, and all that was there was Pietro. His face. "Hi," I said as if we had never met. "Hey Madison," he said back seriously. No Mads? I smiled a weak smile at him and turned my TV down with the remote. "Madison, we need to discuss something."
"Well, is it that bad Mr. Grump?" I said stupidly. "I don't know. I don't want it to be-"
"Well, what is it?" He didn't talk for a moment, and when he did, he didn't say much. "I just want to tell you that-this-this relationship thing, just isn't working. I don't want to do this anymore. And…that's all."
I didn't respond. I just closed my eyes and sighed. I knew this was a problem. I know now that this love was part of the excitement. It was just a rush. That's all. It would have never worked. It didn't ever work. "Mads?" I sighed again and opened my eyes. "I'm sorry. I agree. I just-I don't know. I'm glad we agree though." I clicked out of the screen and stood up. That's it? What the hell is that? Say something more! "I don't have anything else to say," I said as a tear streaked down my cheek. Then I crawled into bed.
Eight months passed from that day. Nothing really happened. Remy and I were actually confined to the plains of the moon for two months. Five hours a day. I don't know what it was all for. But we had to do it. And a lot of work in the labs and hangar. It really sucked. I was surprised though, at how little Remy complained. Or talked for that matter. We didn't talk much at all. Even if we were the only two out there. It was cold…
My birthday was in two days. I would be 17. Nobody knew. I didn't tell anybody, so they couldn't have known. Pietro stayed on Earth for a long time. Mystique went back, and Remy too. But he came back today. I didn't go to see him. Even though it had been months. Even though he knew about Pietro and I. He was really falling for me, but I didn't really see the signs. I knew he had something there for me, but not anything as he really felt. Though I was lonely, though I was sad, I wanted somebody to be there with me. To go through it with me and make me feel good. Happy. Less depressed.
When a knock at my room startled me out of a train of thought, I groaned at the disturbance. "What!?" I called. "Madison. Tis Remy. May we enter?"
"We? Whose we?" I asked even though I knew he always talked that way. "May I come in?" he asked with a hint of impatience. "It's open," I muttered, barely loud enough for him to hear me. Nevertheless, the door creaked open and he came in. "Chere. Remy needs to talk to you."
"You always have something to say, and I always have the patience to listen."
"Quite a virtue soundin' phrase der chere. But dis is news of de somber sort."
"Oh…somber news…big deal. Let's hear it." He sat on the end of my bed, next to me, and sighed. "Don't be so melodramatic," I said with a sigh of my own. And a small smile. He looked really different. Really changed. Perhaps sad. Well, this is the second time I haven't seen a smile on his face. "Ok…alright…lets hear it already!" I said. "Well de ting is, de Brothahood house got a phone call from de professor at dat school o' yaws."
"Not my school. But continue…" He did. "Well, de ting is…yaw parents…dey died de last month…in a car accident." Then there was a silence. Followed by a ringing in my ears. I didn't have anything to say. Well, you got them out of your life. SHUT UP! This is nothing to joke about! They're dead…I closed my eyes as Remy sat there, saying nothing…staring at his hands. At his card in his hands. "Thanks Remy…I'll talk to you later okay?" I said as I stood up and headed for the door. "Alrigh' den Madison." He stayed there though. I left my room. And walked down the hall. To nowhere. To somewhere…had to be somewhere. The sight of Sabretooth in the bathroom again didn't do anything to cheer me up. His hair in that turban…his feet on the counter. Again I sighed. Why was I sad? Cause your parents died stupid! That's why! I shrugged. I hate them though. They were the most horrible people that I knew. Why on earth would I be sad? Moon for that matter. But why?
It's because you loved them before that horrible day. You loved them with all your heart. And you didn't want anything to take them away. You wanted to be with them forever and make sure that they loved you as much as you loved them. You loved the attention when you were younger, and fed off of everything that they threw at you. All of the love, kindness, attention, even money. The money was the smallest part of it though. You loved them. No matter how horrible they got. You even loved them when they stopped loving you. You cant hide that…
What the hell was that? All of those bad and negative voices are suddenly good now. Why? Why anything at all? And why was I crying now? I know that answer though…
I slumped to the floor in the middle of the hallway and cried. "Mom…dad…" I whimpered. "No…" I cried for them. For me. For losing them. "Daddy…" He was the one I loved the most. I was his Maddy…his baby doll…I hated him, but loved him too, my daddy…
"Madison?" I heard Remy call. His feet hit the floor as he dashed to me. I was still crying. "Remy…they're dead…" was the stupidest thing I could sob…amid all of this, I felt stupid, and my cheeks burned with embarrassment. But I felt a bit better as he scooped me up off of the cold floor and took me back to my room.
He lay me on my bed after he kicked my door open. I rolled onto my stomach and grabbed my pillow to sob into. He sat next to me and rubbed my back as I cried. "Der der chere. It'll be okay. I promise…I'll even take ya down der…" he whispered as I continued to cry. He was so sensitive to others feelings. I loved that.
Eventually, I calmed down enough to talk to him. I sat up and faced him, my eyes red and wet. Soba still choked in my throat as I tried to talk. "Chere, I'll take ya down der. To de funeral. I didn' know ya loved dem dis much."
"I didn't realize it either. But I do…and I shouldn't…but I do…"
"You should love dem chere. Dey are yaw family. It cant be denied. Ya have ta love dem no matter what." I nodded as he stroked my hand gently. I smiled the biggest smile I could find, and looked at him. "Thanks Remy…I know I sound like this stupid ass drama queen, but you really make me feel a lot better. You know what to say. You're a lifesaver."
"You don' soun' like a stupid ass drama queen. You soun' beautiful. And happier. I'm glad for dat." He was so great. I smiled wide now, and leaned forward to hug him. He opened his arms to me, and I let him hold me as I fell into his them. He generated heat and love. And he didn't mind my tears slowly dampening his shirt. He didn't mind my sorry ass problems and emotions. He didn't. I buried my face into his neck and he held me tighter. I cried even more as a song came on the radio. But not because I was sad.
Close your eyes, and I will be swimming
lullaby's fill your room, and I will be singing
singing to only you
don't forget I'll hold your head
watch the night sky fading red
but as you sleep, and no one is listening
I will lift you off your feet, I'll keep you from sinking
don't you wake up yet, cause soon I'll be leaving you
soon I'll be leaving you, but you won't be leaving me
in the car, the radio leaves me searching for your star
a constellation of frustration driving hard
singing my thoughts back to me, and watching heartache on TV
but as you sleep, and no one is listening
I will lift you off your feet, I'll keep you from sinking
don't you wake up yet, cause soon I'll be leaving you, soon I'll be leaving you
but you won't be leaving me
don't forget I'll hold your head, watch the night sky fading red
but as you sleep, and no one is listening
I will lift you off your feet, I'll keep you from sinking
don't you wake up yet, cause soon I'll be leaving you
soon I'll be leaving you, but you won't be leaving me…
But because Remy was singing along with it.
Aw…how romantic right? ~LOL~ Yep. I seem to be okay at writing these. I write what I wish I could have. Somebody that would care that much about me. ~LOL~ It'll never happen. ::Sigh:: Oh well…I hope you liked. I want reviews from anyone that reads this. Please…I need feedback.