Disclaimer: Featured today is the oh so lovely song by Evanescence "Tourniquet", which in fact does not belong to me. But one of their billions of copies of their CD does. *squeals and hugs the case*
Veins of Glass
By Raven the Dark Angel
Prologue: Requiem for Survival's Suicide
Rock music blared in the bedroom as the girl unconsciously swung her foot to the beat. She lounged on her bed deaf to the world. For now this very moment she could forget about everything.
I tried to kill the pain
Brushing back a strand of white and red hair out of her face, she lit the joint. She placed it to her lips and sucked the smoke into her lungs and exhaled the drug with her eyes gently shut. The marijuana quickly contaminated her system leaving her brain light and fuzzy. She smiled as she continued to smoke.
But only brought more
It wasn't the first time she had done this. Oh no… Not the first at all. She had done it so many times she had lost count so long ago. This was her escape. An escape from the hellish sting that reality would burn her with everyday. Sure everyone knew she was depressed. However none of them could ever fathom how deep life ripped her fragile heart apart. She tired to act tough. She hid her pain around her rude disposition, just another barrier to distance herself from getting close to anyone.
I lay dying
How could anyone understand what she was going through? They all took for granted what she secretly wished for. Something she could never obtain, no matter how many sessions with the Professor or prayers to God. She was damned never to be able to touch another human being.
And I'm pouring crimson regret and betrayal
So she was alone. Forever alone…
My God My Tourniquet
Return to me Salvation
My God My Tourniquet
Return to me Salvation
Rogue frowned. She sighed finished and slowly arouse to open the window to air out the smoke before Kitty came home. Crawling back on the bed she curled her legs towards her chest and hugged them tight. Why did it have to be this way? She held her breath trying to fight the tears she knew would always come. No. She wouldn't cry this time. She tilted her vision towards the ceiling hopelessly trying to keep her tears at bay, but they slowly spilled from her pained green eyes rolling down her cheeks to splatter on her shirt.
Do you Remember me
God! She couldn't take it anymore. The anguish throbbed inside her bleeding heart like no other. Violent sobs racked her throat. Everything ached. She laid back wiping the moisture from her face as her lungs burned with jagged intakes of air.
Lost for So Long
What was the point? She held her face thanking the loudness of the music that covered her sharp cries of pain. Everyone lived such happy carefree lives. It wasn't fair! Why couldn't she have the same?! Why was she tortured with these awful uncontrollable mutant powers of hers?! She didn't want to be here anymore…
I'm Dying Praying Bleeding and Screaming
She loved to be alone? Who was she fooling? Ha! She wanted to be with people so bad it rattled the very core of her soul. Oh to be able to be in love and to touch their face… to kiss them…
Am I too Lost to be Saved?
No… that kind of life was ripped from her grasp the very day she was born only for it to be thrown in her face everyday by watching others around her. They had relationships. They didn't think anything of how precious it was.
Am I too lost?
Tears streamed down Rogue's face as she pulled open her dresser draw. She hysterically threw the clothing on the floor one by one to find the one thing that would relieve her. She calmed her frenzy holding what would set her free tight in her grasp. No… not drugs. Not this time. She had enough…
My God My Tourniquet
Return to Me Salvation
Rogue sat on the bed and slowly removed her leather gloves. She snapped the blade of the pocket knife out. She gazed at the metal mesmerized by the shine of the moonlight reflected upon it. She had enough…
My God My Tourniquet
Return to Me Salvation
No more would she have to suffer watching longing as the others held hands, as others grew close to each other, as others loved one another… She would finally stop the pain that was eating away at her tattered heart. Finally it would end…
My Wounds Cry for the Grave
In one swift motion she slashed her wrists. The cut stung with her insides open to the invading air. Crimson warmth trickled down her arm, down her hands, to the floor staining everything in its path like her powers staining her soul.
My Soul Cries for Deliverance
Rogue closed her bloodshot eyes as she let the tears flow, no longer fighting them. This was it. The end… She could finally have her peace… no more of this pain…
Will I be Denied Christ
"Stripes?! HEY!" Logan shouted pounding on the door trying to be heard over the music, "Turn that damn racket down! You hear me?!"
Tourniquet
With no reply he angrily slashed the lock open with his claws and stormed in. He froze at the sight that lay before him. There she was head hung low with arms limply resting on her legs blood pooled at her feet.
My Suicide…
Logan rushed toward the girl grabbing her by the forearms. "What the hell are you thinking?!" he growled shaking her to try to rouse her.
She still didn't respond. His heart pounded as fear began to seep into his system.
"Rouge!" he screamed his breath quickening. Oh god… she couldn't be…
He didn't have time to think anymore! He quickly snatched her from her bed cradling her in his arms and sprinted toward the infirmary.
Author's Note: Sound better to you guys? I know I kinda made it into a song fic but I dunno.. I thought it was fitting. Tell me what you think.