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*Song*
' Thoughts'
"Conversation"
*** Flashbacks***
********** Start************
Rouge walked into the bar with a cold smirk on her face. She didn't even blink as the man standing beside her slipped his hand into the back pocket of her pants. In one clean move the mans hand was out of her pocket and being twisted backward.
"Hey baby, you know I want to be the one to touch you."
Reaching down between their bodies she grabbed him... and squeezed.
"Don't touch me again asshole, cause if you do, when I'm done you'll be begging for this to be removed, get the picture?"
*Gotta leave town
Got another appointment
Spent all my rent
Girl you know I enjoyed it*
The bar tender watched her as she sauntered over to him.
"Heard you were hiring." Rogue said when she was sure he could hear. The man nodded.
"What kinda' job is it?" inquired Rogue.
The bar tender pointed to a small stage off to one side were a scantily clad women was dancing on a poll. A sneer crossed Rogue's lips. She flipped him off and walked out of the bar. She walked over to an ally that ran along side the Bar, and moved over to the trashcan that was along one side. Stick one hand behind it she pulled out her trusty duffel bag, through it over one shoulder, and started walking toward the interstate. AS she walked she pulled out a cigarette and smoked. She was passing a gas station on the outskirts of town when she saw a small payphone booth. Its windows were busted and the inside was dirty, but she was fairly certain that the phone was still in service.
*Ain't gonna' hang around till there's nobody dancing
I don't wanna' hold hands and talk about our little plans, alright! *
She walked over to the Phone and picked it up. A dial tone rang out in her ear. Reaching into her pocket she pulled out some change and called the institute. She decided that there were only four people at the institute she would talk to. The professor, Kitty, Kurt, and Logan: if anyone else picked up the phone they were out of luck. The phone rang for a moment before someone answered. On the other end came a sad voice...
"Rogue is that you?" Kitty asked even though she had no idea who was calling or why. Everyday since Rogue had left kitty waited by the phone and answered it by asking if the person on the line was Rogue.
"Yeah, Kitty its me. How are you, girl?" Rogue would have cried if she could still feel, but she couldn't so...
"Oh God, Rogue I'm so happy its you, everything is wrong. Everything is changing. Mr. Logan has decided that he is going to be all protective over me, and Kurt said that he loved me, the Professor is sad all the time, and Remy is gone. Were are you? When are you coming home?" Kitty was practically crying but Rogue could tell that she was happy to hear from her.
"I'm sorry about leaving Kitty, but sometimes there are things you just have to do. I'm happy for you and Kurt, and good luck with Logan...he is a pain in the but when he gets protective. I'm not sure were I am, I just saw a phone and decided to call. Tell everyone that I love them, especially Logan and Kurt. See yah..." Rogue was about to hang up when Kitty Yelled at her to stop.
"What Kitty?" Rogue asked slightly annoyed.
*Cold hard bitch
Just a kiss on the lips
And I was on my knees
I'm waiting, give me
Cold hard
bitch
She was shakin' her hips
That's all that I need*
"Please come home..." Kitty said her voice raspy and cracking with tears.
"No...!" Rogue slammed down the phone and walked away. The road stretched out before her. She wasn't sure were she was going just that she needed to get there. Sticking out her thumb as she went, Rogue started walking.
*At the Institute, With KITY*
Kitty stood in the hallway with the phone to her ear for about thirty minuets before Logan found her. It hurt his heart to see Kitty like this; he pulled the phone from her hand and pulled her into his arms. He took her to her room and laid her down on her bed, she didn't even move. Logan felt something funny in his eye sand moved his hand up to see what it was. When he brought his hand back down his fingers were shiny and wet... He was crying.
*With Rogue*
Rouge closed the car door and walked toward the bar in front of her. The car drove away without so much as a goodbye. The bar was more of a strip club but Rogue need the money so she walked inside and filled out an application. The manager was happy to have her working for him... he said this while staring at her chest and drooling. Rogue didn't care...she was empty and dead inside. She just wanted to died but there were something's she needed to do first and to do those things she needed money.
*Gonna check her out
She's my latest attraction
Gonna hang 'round
Wanna get a reaction
Gonna take her home 'cos she's over romancing
Don't wanna hold hands and talk about her plans alright!*
*With Remy*
Remy pulled his small rental car into the last space at a bar just off the highway. His head hurt, his heart hurt, and he hadn't eaten in two days. He was running, away from the institute and away from Bella, the lying " mother" of his child. Four weeks ago Remy had shown up at her door at her request of course, and decided that he was going to be the one to take care of his child. The kid was apparently away at summer camp. It confused him at first as to why he was needed, and little things around the house didn't exactly add up. Bella had no pictures of the kid, there were only a few articles of clothing strewn about the kids "room". Remy didn't really care, he was going to take responsibility for the kid even if it killed him.
*Cold hard bitch
Just a kiss on the lips
And I was on my knees
I'm waiting give me
Cold hard bitch
She was shakin' her hips
And I that was all that I need
I'm waiting give
me
Cold hard bitch
Just a kiss on the lips
And I was on my knees*
The thing that finally convinced him that he wasn't needed and that there was no kid, was when he came home from work three days ago and found Bella in their bedroom having sex with the next door neighbor. He took off that instant not even grabbing his bag of clothes. Now he needed a drink to drown out the images and some food so that he could think clearly. He walked inside the room, and heard the loud strains of a song by Jet.
*Yeah I'm waiting
Yeah I'm waiting
Yeah I'm waiting
Yeah I'm waiting*
Remy got a beer and sat down, with nothing else to do he glanced at the stage. There parading around her barely clothed body was...Rogue.
*Cold hard bitch
Just a kiss on the lips
And I was on my knees
I'm waiting give me
Cold hard bitch
She
Was shakin' her hips
And I was all that I need
I'm waiting give me
Cold hard bitch
Just a kiss on the lips
And I was on my knees
I'm waiting give me*
Horror flashed across his face, he had driven the love of his life to stripping. Tears tickled his eyes and the turned and left the bar. He sat in the car and waited. The bar closed at about two in the morning. Remy waited until Rogue walked out. She didn't glance around the parking lot; she just strolled toward her car with hands in her pockets and her head down. Remy got out of the car and walked over to her.
"Rogue, what the hell do you think your doing?"
Remy's voice was cold as the snowy air around them. She turned to look at him just as she brought a match to the cigarette in her mouth. She lit it, and watched him for a few seconds, then turned back around and resumed walking. Anger grew in Remy; he marched over to Rogue and turned her around. He grabbed the smoke (slang for cigarette) from her lips and through it to the ground. Now Rogue really looked at Remy, and Remy felt the sting of very icy glare run down his spine.
"Get away from me." Her voice was deadpan, no pitch, or emotion laced it.
"Why are you stripping? Why are you being so stupid? You can't do that anymore, I Forbid it!" Anger gripped his tongue and made him say things that a clam Remy would never say.
"Fucking Ass, You forbid it! I never want to see you again. I've been doing this job for two weeks so I could get enough money to get a car, and get the hell out of here. You don't even known what my life has been, don't presume to have any control over me."
She started to walk away. Remy reached into his pocket and pulled out a wad of cash. He stopped Rogue and handed her a wad of cash. She looked at him, her eyes empty. She grabbed the cash and dropped it at his feet. She turned with out another word, got in her car and drove away leaving Remy standing in a light snow fall, with a wad of cash, and an empty heart.
** End for now**
*Song*
' Thoughts'
"Conversation"
*** Flashbacks***
********** Start************
Rouge walked into the bar with a cold smirk on her face. She didn't even blink as the man standing beside her slipped his hand into the back pocket of her pants. In one clean move the mans hand was out of her pocket and being twisted backward.
"Hey baby, you know I want to be the one to touch you."
Reaching down between their bodies she grabbed him... and squeezed.
"Don't touch me again asshole, cause if you do, when I'm done you'll be begging for this to be removed, get the picture?"
*Gotta leave town
Got another appointment
Spent all my rent
Girl you know I enjoyed it*
The bar tender watched her as she sauntered over to him.
"Heard you were hiring." Rogue said when she was sure he could hear. The man nodded.
"What kinda' job is it?" inquired Rogue.
The bar tender pointed to a small stage off to one side were a scantily clad women was dancing on a poll. A sneer crossed Rogue's lips. She flipped him off and walked out of the bar. She walked over to an ally that ran along side the Bar, and moved over to the trashcan that was along one side. Stick one hand behind it she pulled out her trusty duffel bag, through it over one shoulder, and started walking toward the interstate. AS she walked she pulled out a cigarette and smoked. She was passing a gas station on the outskirts of town when she saw a small payphone booth. Its windows were busted and the inside was dirty, but she was fairly certain that the phone was still in service.
*Ain't gonna' hang around till there's nobody dancing
I don't wanna' hold hands and talk about our little plans, alright! *
She walked over to the Phone and picked it up. A dial tone rang out in her ear. Reaching into her pocket she pulled out some change and called the institute. She decided that there were only four people at the institute she would talk to. The professor, Kitty, Kurt, and Logan: if anyone else picked up the phone they were out of luck. The phone rang for a moment before someone answered. On the other end came a sad voice...
"Rogue is that you?" Kitty asked even though she had no idea who was calling or why. Everyday since Rogue had left kitty waited by the phone and answered it by asking if the person on the line was Rogue.
"Yeah, Kitty its me. How are you, girl?" Rogue would have cried if she could still feel, but she couldn't so...
"Oh God, Rogue I'm so happy its you, everything is wrong. Everything is changing. Mr. Logan has decided that he is going to be all protective over me, and Kurt said that he loved me, the Professor is sad all the time, and Remy is gone. Were are you? When are you coming home?" Kitty was practically crying but Rogue could tell that she was happy to hear from her.
"I'm sorry about leaving Kitty, but sometimes there are things you just have to do. I'm happy for you and Kurt, and good luck with Logan...he is a pain in the but when he gets protective. I'm not sure were I am, I just saw a phone and decided to call. Tell everyone that I love them, especially Logan and Kurt. See yah..." Rogue was about to hang up when Kitty Yelled at her to stop.
"What Kitty?" Rogue asked slightly annoyed.
*Cold hard bitch
Just a kiss on the lips
And I was on my knees
I'm waiting, give me
Cold hard
bitch
She was shakin' her hips
That's all that I need*
"Please come home..." Kitty said her voice raspy and cracking with tears.
"No...!" Rogue slammed down the phone and walked away. The road stretched out before her. She wasn't sure were she was going just that she needed to get there. Sticking out her thumb as she went, Rogue started walking.
*At the Institute, With KITY*
Kitty stood in the hallway with the phone to her ear for about thirty minuets before Logan found her. It hurt his heart to see Kitty like this; he pulled the phone from her hand and pulled her into his arms. He took her to her room and laid her down on her bed, she didn't even move. Logan felt something funny in his eye sand moved his hand up to see what it was. When he brought his hand back down his fingers were shiny and wet... He was crying.
*With Rogue*
Rouge closed the car door and walked toward the bar in front of her. The car drove away without so much as a goodbye. The bar was more of a strip club but Rogue need the money so she walked inside and filled out an application. The manager was happy to have her working for him... he said this while staring at her chest and drooling. Rogue didn't care...she was empty and dead inside. She just wanted to died but there were something's she needed to do first and to do those things she needed money.
*Gonna check her out
She's my latest attraction
Gonna hang 'round
Wanna get a reaction
Gonna take her home 'cos she's over romancing
Don't wanna hold hands and talk about her plans alright!*
*With Remy*
Remy pulled his small rental car into the last space at a bar just off the highway. His head hurt, his heart hurt, and he hadn't eaten in two days. He was running, away from the institute and away from Bella, the lying " mother" of his child. Four weeks ago Remy had shown up at her door at her request of course, and decided that he was going to be the one to take care of his child. The kid was apparently away at summer camp. It confused him at first as to why he was needed, and little things around the house didn't exactly add up. Bella had no pictures of the kid, there were only a few articles of clothing strewn about the kids "room". Remy didn't really care, he was going to take responsibility for the kid even if it killed him.
*Cold hard bitch
Just a kiss on the lips
And I was on my knees
I'm waiting give me
Cold hard bitch
She was shakin' her hips
And I that was all that I need
I'm waiting give
me
Cold hard bitch
Just a kiss on the lips
And I was on my knees*
The thing that finally convinced him that he wasn't needed and that there was no kid, was when he came home from work three days ago and found Bella in their bedroom having sex with the next door neighbor. He took off that instant not even grabbing his bag of clothes. Now he needed a drink to drown out the images and some food so that he could think clearly. He walked inside the room, and heard the loud strains of a song by Jet.
*Yeah I'm waiting
Yeah I'm waiting
Yeah I'm waiting
Yeah I'm waiting*
Remy got a beer and sat down, with nothing else to do he glanced at the stage. There parading around her barely clothed body was...Rogue.
*Cold hard bitch
Just a kiss on the lips
And I was on my knees
I'm waiting give me
Cold hard bitch
She
Was shakin' her hips
And I was all that I need
I'm waiting give me
Cold hard bitch
Just a kiss on the lips
And I was on my knees
I'm waiting give me*
Horror flashed across his face, he had driven the love of his life to stripping. Tears tickled his eyes and the turned and left the bar. He sat in the car and waited. The bar closed at about two in the morning. Remy waited until Rogue walked out. She didn't glance around the parking lot; she just strolled toward her car with hands in her pockets and her head down. Remy got out of the car and walked over to her.
"Rogue, what the hell do you think your doing?"
Remy's voice was cold as the snowy air around them. She turned to look at him just as she brought a match to the cigarette in her mouth. She lit it, and watched him for a few seconds, then turned back around and resumed walking. Anger grew in Remy; he marched over to Rogue and turned her around. He grabbed the smoke (slang for cigarette) from her lips and through it to the ground. Now Rogue really looked at Remy, and Remy felt the sting of very icy glare run down his spine.
"Get away from me." Her voice was deadpan, no pitch, or emotion laced it.
"Why are you stripping? Why are you being so stupid? You can't do that anymore, I Forbid it!" Anger gripped his tongue and made him say things that a clam Remy would never say.
"Fucking Ass, You forbid it! I never want to see you again. I've been doing this job for two weeks so I could get enough money to get a car, and get the hell out of here. You don't even known what my life has been, don't presume to have any control over me."
She started to walk away. Remy reached into his pocket and pulled out a wad of cash. He stopped Rogue and handed her a wad of cash. She looked at him, her eyes empty. She grabbed the cash and dropped it at his feet. She turned with out another word, got in her car and drove away leaving Remy standing in a light snow fall, with a wad of cash, and an empty heart.
** End for now**