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Must be Dreaming Chapter 5. Depression of the worst Kind
It was a lovely Friday afternoon, and most students of Xavier's School For The Gifted were in the Rec. room, relaxing and planning their weekend. A fair was being held at the Bayville park that weekend, so most of the students were chatting about how much fun the fair was going to be.
But not all students were happily chatting about what fun the weekend was going to be, and not all students were in the Rec. room ether. Rogue was lying on her bed, in her room located directly on the floor above the Rec. room (I don't know if it is, but for my story lets say it is). As Rogue lay motionless on her bed trying to block out the cheerful voices echoing up from the bottom floor her mood darkened. It had been a mouth since Remy Labeau had visited her in the kitchen.
Rogue was not upset when the first week had passed, and Remy had not come back to visit her. She just assumed that he must be busy, and that she would see him again soon. She was eating properly once more, and getting plenty of sleep. Her teammates were all breathing a sigh of relief, as the Rogue they all know and love was back to her normal self.
By the second week Rogue was getting kinda annoyed at the fact that she had not seen Remy yet. And whenever Rogue opened her mouth her annoyance would be shown through the form of a sarcastic comment or a bitter tone. Her teammates had noticed her change of tone, but because her eating and sleeping patterns were back to normal, most just brushed her attitude aside figuring it was that time of mouth again.
By the third week Rogue was starting to wonder where the hell Gambit was, as she went from getting annoyed to becoming officially annoyed. Whenever anyone would attempt to make conversation with her, Rogues eyes would narrow at the person for no apparent reason. Rogue was not self conscious of the fact that she was sending death glares at everyone, but she couldn't care less if the people she talked to would cringe, afraid that she might lash out at them. Rogue hated to admit it, but since the night in the kitchen 99.9 percent of her thoughts were of the sweet talking Cajun, which pushed thoughts of school and her people skills to the back of her mind.
In the forth week Rogue finally couldn't take it anymore, her mood darkened to the point where she isolated herself from her teammates, and this is where we find her now locked in her room , wallowing in her thoughts.
Rogue hated to admit it but she missed Remy so much, and his absence was driving her crazy. 'When I find that Cajun I'll tear him limb from limb, for what his turned me into', she thought, 'Ah cant believe what his done to me, I'm acting all 'girly', and love sick. "Oh where the hell are you Remy?!", she yelled out loud, finally unable to hold it in any longer. She rolled over on to her front, burying her face in her in her pillow, in an attempt to isolate herself further from the outside world.
If Logan was at the machine maybe Rogue would have danger room sessions to worry about, but he had gone missing the night when Remy had made his 'visit', and like Remy had not been seen for a month. Xavier had explained that Logan had some loose ends of his past to tie up, and that he had given him three months leave. 'It was a good thing he chose that night to leave', Rogue thought, 'Who knows what he might have done to Remy if he found him on the institute grounds'. Dr McCoy had taken over the roll of training the students, and due to the fact that Henry spent most of his time down in the med lab, training sessions had become rear.
As Rogue lay on her bed slipping further into depression, a voice suddenly spoke from deep with in her mind, 'Maybe there is a reason Gambit has not come back to see you'.
'Like what?', she thought
'Well maybe he has business to attend to', the voice answered
'Or maybe he just doesn't want to see me', she thought back
'As if Rogue, you saw how much he flirted with you that night in the kitchen, as if he wouldn't want to see you' the voice responded.
Although the voice in her head was trying to her up, Rogue was a little freaked at the fact that the voice was just there in the first place, and not wanting to continue the strange mind conversation, she slammed up her mental wall, pushing the voice back into the deaths of her mind.
Kitty silently phased into the room, and stood back to observe her roommate. Kitty unlike the rest of the mansion had a much clearer sense of what was coursing Rogues depression. At first when she when she had cough them together, when the shock wore off, she felt happy for Rogue, she had finally found someone who was willing to look past her mutation, but now looking at her depressed friend with her face buried in her pillow, kitty couldn't help but feel a pang of anger towards the Cajun. 'If I see Gambit again, I'm going to give him a piece of my mind', she thought. Kitty had never seen Rogue get this emotional over anyone before, let alone a guy. Whatever the effect was that the effect was that the Cajun had on Rogue must of been a strong one to have her acting this way. Kitty smiled at her roommate, 'So under all that gothic make up there is a little love sick girl', she thought. Kitty hated to see Rogue this way, and she wounded how she might be able to help her friend.
"So, um....I take it you haven't seen Gambit lately?", Kitty asked voice barely above a whisper.
"The door was locked", Rogue mumbled, her head still resting within her pillow, making it incredibly hard for Kitty to understand what she was saying.
"Since when has a locked door stopped me?"
Rogue groaned into the pillow, wishing that Kitty did not have a mutation, and that she would leaver her alone in her misery.
"Rogue you, like, can't keep separating yourself from everyone, we are a family", Kitty said, as she at beside her roommate on the bed.
"Just watch me", Rogue mumbled into her pillow
Kitty rolled her eyes, sometimes Rogue could be so stubborn, so dropping the whole we are hear for you card, kitty decided to get straight to the point.
"Rogue you cant let him get to you. The Rogue I know wouldn't let anyone do this to her", Kitty was being serious, and to emphasize this she had dropped the vally girl act.
Rogue couldn't help it, kitty was right, and she knew if she didn't pull out of her depression soon, the possibility of getting stuck in it grew. Rogue knew what she had to do, she had to find a way to pull out of the hole she had dug for herself. She sided into her pillow, and lifted her head up out of it, so she could see Kitty.
"Your right, Ah shouldn't let him get to me"
A smile broke out on kitty's face, "so does that me you are, like, ready to leave this nest of yours?"
Rogue frowned and looked around her bed, she had piles of books, dark clothes, bed sheets she had kicked of her bed, and various other odds and ends that had accumulated over the past few days, she supposed you could call it a 'nest'. The thought of leaving her little den had not been great the past few days, but she was getting bored with her surroundings, and leaving her room was a tempting thought.
"Ah guess so" she answered
The brunet's smile winded, as she clapped her hands together, and started bouncing slightly on the edge of her bed, as her mind had just given birth to a beautiful idea, and Rogue's answer was al she need to set it in motion. "Good, because you are so totally coming with me to the fair tonight", kitty said seeing it as the perfect opportunity to cheer her friend up.
"Ah don't know Kitty, it's really not my scene, if you know what Ah mean", Rogue said as she sat up on her bed.
Kitty through her a pout, "Come on Rogue, it'll be fun, and it will take your mind off Gam.....things", Kitty caught herself just in time, hoping that Rogue did not notice her mistake.
Rogue had heard enough to know that Kitty was going to say Gambit, and frowned, but Kitty was right again. Rogue need to get Remy out of her mind, and the fair might just be the perfect thing for the job. 'Ah wont let him get to me any longer', she thought.
"Ok kitty, Ah'll go to the fair with you"
The plot thickens, I wont give away to much, but lets just say I'm planning something at the fair. For all of the people who are worried about where Gambit and Wolverine are, I will let you know they are fine, and I have not forgotten them. I would like to thank 'Queen of the Caribbean', for inspiring me to write (and I know she loves it when I thank her on my fanfiction), I would also like to thank 'Gothicthunder', for encouraging me as well.
And a big thank you goes out to all those who reviewed: -Star-of-Chaos :) - cablecajun() :) (you sound cool, I wish I knew you) - Turquoise :) - Lady Farevay :) ( if it makes you feel better you ROCK, and you roll) - Queen of the Caribbean (you know you didn't have to review, but hay, I'm not complaining) - ishandahalf :) - Weapon X 61() :) - Prowler-125 :) (wow, an A+, if only my English teacher thought the same way)
You Guys all ROCK, Except for Lady Farevay who rolls as well.
Must be Dreaming Chapter 5. Depression of the worst Kind
It was a lovely Friday afternoon, and most students of Xavier's School For The Gifted were in the Rec. room, relaxing and planning their weekend. A fair was being held at the Bayville park that weekend, so most of the students were chatting about how much fun the fair was going to be.
But not all students were happily chatting about what fun the weekend was going to be, and not all students were in the Rec. room ether. Rogue was lying on her bed, in her room located directly on the floor above the Rec. room (I don't know if it is, but for my story lets say it is). As Rogue lay motionless on her bed trying to block out the cheerful voices echoing up from the bottom floor her mood darkened. It had been a mouth since Remy Labeau had visited her in the kitchen.
Rogue was not upset when the first week had passed, and Remy had not come back to visit her. She just assumed that he must be busy, and that she would see him again soon. She was eating properly once more, and getting plenty of sleep. Her teammates were all breathing a sigh of relief, as the Rogue they all know and love was back to her normal self.
By the second week Rogue was getting kinda annoyed at the fact that she had not seen Remy yet. And whenever Rogue opened her mouth her annoyance would be shown through the form of a sarcastic comment or a bitter tone. Her teammates had noticed her change of tone, but because her eating and sleeping patterns were back to normal, most just brushed her attitude aside figuring it was that time of mouth again.
By the third week Rogue was starting to wonder where the hell Gambit was, as she went from getting annoyed to becoming officially annoyed. Whenever anyone would attempt to make conversation with her, Rogues eyes would narrow at the person for no apparent reason. Rogue was not self conscious of the fact that she was sending death glares at everyone, but she couldn't care less if the people she talked to would cringe, afraid that she might lash out at them. Rogue hated to admit it, but since the night in the kitchen 99.9 percent of her thoughts were of the sweet talking Cajun, which pushed thoughts of school and her people skills to the back of her mind.
In the forth week Rogue finally couldn't take it anymore, her mood darkened to the point where she isolated herself from her teammates, and this is where we find her now locked in her room , wallowing in her thoughts.
Rogue hated to admit it but she missed Remy so much, and his absence was driving her crazy. 'When I find that Cajun I'll tear him limb from limb, for what his turned me into', she thought, 'Ah cant believe what his done to me, I'm acting all 'girly', and love sick. "Oh where the hell are you Remy?!", she yelled out loud, finally unable to hold it in any longer. She rolled over on to her front, burying her face in her in her pillow, in an attempt to isolate herself further from the outside world.
If Logan was at the machine maybe Rogue would have danger room sessions to worry about, but he had gone missing the night when Remy had made his 'visit', and like Remy had not been seen for a month. Xavier had explained that Logan had some loose ends of his past to tie up, and that he had given him three months leave. 'It was a good thing he chose that night to leave', Rogue thought, 'Who knows what he might have done to Remy if he found him on the institute grounds'. Dr McCoy had taken over the roll of training the students, and due to the fact that Henry spent most of his time down in the med lab, training sessions had become rear.
As Rogue lay on her bed slipping further into depression, a voice suddenly spoke from deep with in her mind, 'Maybe there is a reason Gambit has not come back to see you'.
'Like what?', she thought
'Well maybe he has business to attend to', the voice answered
'Or maybe he just doesn't want to see me', she thought back
'As if Rogue, you saw how much he flirted with you that night in the kitchen, as if he wouldn't want to see you' the voice responded.
Although the voice in her head was trying to her up, Rogue was a little freaked at the fact that the voice was just there in the first place, and not wanting to continue the strange mind conversation, she slammed up her mental wall, pushing the voice back into the deaths of her mind.
Kitty silently phased into the room, and stood back to observe her roommate. Kitty unlike the rest of the mansion had a much clearer sense of what was coursing Rogues depression. At first when she when she had cough them together, when the shock wore off, she felt happy for Rogue, she had finally found someone who was willing to look past her mutation, but now looking at her depressed friend with her face buried in her pillow, kitty couldn't help but feel a pang of anger towards the Cajun. 'If I see Gambit again, I'm going to give him a piece of my mind', she thought. Kitty had never seen Rogue get this emotional over anyone before, let alone a guy. Whatever the effect was that the effect was that the Cajun had on Rogue must of been a strong one to have her acting this way. Kitty smiled at her roommate, 'So under all that gothic make up there is a little love sick girl', she thought. Kitty hated to see Rogue this way, and she wounded how she might be able to help her friend.
"So, um....I take it you haven't seen Gambit lately?", Kitty asked voice barely above a whisper.
"The door was locked", Rogue mumbled, her head still resting within her pillow, making it incredibly hard for Kitty to understand what she was saying.
"Since when has a locked door stopped me?"
Rogue groaned into the pillow, wishing that Kitty did not have a mutation, and that she would leaver her alone in her misery.
"Rogue you, like, can't keep separating yourself from everyone, we are a family", Kitty said, as she at beside her roommate on the bed.
"Just watch me", Rogue mumbled into her pillow
Kitty rolled her eyes, sometimes Rogue could be so stubborn, so dropping the whole we are hear for you card, kitty decided to get straight to the point.
"Rogue you cant let him get to you. The Rogue I know wouldn't let anyone do this to her", Kitty was being serious, and to emphasize this she had dropped the vally girl act.
Rogue couldn't help it, kitty was right, and she knew if she didn't pull out of her depression soon, the possibility of getting stuck in it grew. Rogue knew what she had to do, she had to find a way to pull out of the hole she had dug for herself. She sided into her pillow, and lifted her head up out of it, so she could see Kitty.
"Your right, Ah shouldn't let him get to me"
A smile broke out on kitty's face, "so does that me you are, like, ready to leave this nest of yours?"
Rogue frowned and looked around her bed, she had piles of books, dark clothes, bed sheets she had kicked of her bed, and various other odds and ends that had accumulated over the past few days, she supposed you could call it a 'nest'. The thought of leaving her little den had not been great the past few days, but she was getting bored with her surroundings, and leaving her room was a tempting thought.
"Ah guess so" she answered
The brunet's smile winded, as she clapped her hands together, and started bouncing slightly on the edge of her bed, as her mind had just given birth to a beautiful idea, and Rogue's answer was al she need to set it in motion. "Good, because you are so totally coming with me to the fair tonight", kitty said seeing it as the perfect opportunity to cheer her friend up.
"Ah don't know Kitty, it's really not my scene, if you know what Ah mean", Rogue said as she sat up on her bed.
Kitty through her a pout, "Come on Rogue, it'll be fun, and it will take your mind off Gam.....things", Kitty caught herself just in time, hoping that Rogue did not notice her mistake.
Rogue had heard enough to know that Kitty was going to say Gambit, and frowned, but Kitty was right again. Rogue need to get Remy out of her mind, and the fair might just be the perfect thing for the job. 'Ah wont let him get to me any longer', she thought.
"Ok kitty, Ah'll go to the fair with you"
The plot thickens, I wont give away to much, but lets just say I'm planning something at the fair. For all of the people who are worried about where Gambit and Wolverine are, I will let you know they are fine, and I have not forgotten them. I would like to thank 'Queen of the Caribbean', for inspiring me to write (and I know she loves it when I thank her on my fanfiction), I would also like to thank 'Gothicthunder', for encouraging me as well.
And a big thank you goes out to all those who reviewed: -Star-of-Chaos :) - cablecajun() :) (you sound cool, I wish I knew you) - Turquoise :) - Lady Farevay :) ( if it makes you feel better you ROCK, and you roll) - Queen of the Caribbean (you know you didn't have to review, but hay, I'm not complaining) - ishandahalf :) - Weapon X 61() :) - Prowler-125 :) (wow, an A+, if only my English teacher thought the same way)
You Guys all ROCK, Except for Lady Farevay who rolls as well.
