A/N: Here's the next chapter. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own X-men Evolution. Just felt like borrowing the characters.
Chapter 14:
Evan couldn't fall asleep that night. He was just so scared that he'd lost her. He didn't want to lose her. She was his lifeline, without her he wouldn't know what to do.
"What am I going to do?" he asked himself, "Apologize?"
But why should he apologize for something he was almost 100% sure that they both wanted. He couldn't apologize for the kiss if he didn't regret it at all.
"So what?" he said again, "Maybe I should tell her how I really feel about her."
"Which is?" he thought, "I care about her so much. More than just care. I love her."
He stopped his thought process for a second to digest what he just revealed to himself.
"Of course I love her," he said, "She's been there for me since we first met. And this past month has been great. She cares about me and not what I look like."
So what to do.
"Should I tell her? Or will that just scare her away even more?" he contemplated, then he brightened, "Or will that finally prove to her that I don't care about her mutation. Just like she doesn't care about mine. It's final I'll go see her tomorrow night since I don't think she'll come to me. And finally tell her."
With everything on its way to being cleared up, he was now free to fall asleep, which he promptly did.
~ ~ ~
The next morning Rogue woke up feeling very depressed. Her dreams were full of her being able to touch and normalcy. Now knowing they weren't real put a damper on her spirits. On top of that she remembered the decision she had made not to see Evan again.
Unlike last night, tears were now flowing and she just didn't want to get up at all that day. So by breakfast time she was still in her room and she had no intention of going down.
About 10 minutes into breakfast Kurt came up to check on her. He cautiously opened her door when she didn't answer his knock.
"Rogue, are you ok?" he asked, she had her back to him.
"Ah'm not feeling too good right now, Kurt," she said, still not facing him.
He approached her bed and asked, "Is it your head?"
"No," she said out loud, and then thought, "No its mah heart."
From the side of her face he could see, he saw that it was tear stained.
"Do you vant me to call the Professor or Mr. McCoy?" he asked, now even more concerned.
"No its ok. Ah just need ta stay in bed for ah bit, ok," she replied.
"Umm...sure. You just rest now," Kurt replied and then ported out.
She knew he was going straight to the Professor to tell him she was sick.
She really was sick, though, sick and tired of her damn mutation.
She couldn't help herself; a couple more tears trickled down her face.
~ ~ ~
A little past lunch a knock was heard at her door. Until then no one had ventured into her room. However, she did hear the concerned voices of the students as they passed her door.
"Come in," she said still on her bed, but now she was sitting up.
The door opened to reveal Scott standing there.
"Hey I thought you could use some food right about now," he said carrying a tray full of food into her room.
"Ya're really starting ta spoil meh wit' this lunch, dinner thing in bed," she said smiling at his kindness and how much he cared about her, even though her heart was breaking.
"Well I figured you wouldn't be up to coming downstairs for your meals. And we couldn't just let you starve," he said, putting the tray in her lap and sitting on the edge of her bed.
She took a bite of the sandwich he had brought her and said, "Thanks."
"Your welcome," he replied. He sat there silently while he watched her eat everything on the tray. When she was finished he asked, "More?"
She just shook her head. He took the empty tray from her and set it on her desk. Then he sat back down on her bed.
"You know everyone's really worried about you," he informed her.
"Ah know," she said quietly.
"Do you want to talk about last night?" he asked cautiously.
She bit her lower lip trying to keep her emotions in check and she managed to say, "No." She noticed her voice shook when she spoke.
Scott noticed the quivering lip, her wavering voice and saw tears welling up in her eyes. He instantly moved next to her and put a comforting arm around her shoulders.
"Oh Rogue, don't worry. I'm sure everything will be fine in the end," he said soothingly.
The tears started to flow and she buried her face into his chest, while she cried. He put his arms around her and rubbed her back trying to soothe her.
He hated to see her this way. He wanted to make things better, but he had no idea how, especially since he didn't even know what the problem was.
"Why?" he heard her say. She lifted her head and repeated, "Why do I have this power? And why can't I control it?"
"I ask myself that question sometimes. I wish I had an answer for you Rogue. All I know is that everything is the way it is for a reason. We just don't what that reason is. But someday we'll find out," he replied.
She resumed crying on his shoulder.
"I don't know how I know this Rogue, but I know that someday you will be able to control it," he replied, truthfully.
"Really?" she asked, lifting her head again, sniffling.
"Really," he replied smiling down at her.
She wiped at her eyes and said, "Sorry about that."
"No problem," he said, "Now if you decide you want to talk about it my ears are open anytime."
"Thanks Scott," she replied. He gave her one last hug before he got up.
"Did you need anything else? I could get you something to read if you want," he offered.
"No that's ok. Ah think ah'll get out of bed now," Rogue said.
"Good," he said, relieved that she was feeling a bit better, "I'll see you downstairs."
"Ok," she replied.
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Well I hope you liked it.
I didn't get much of a response for the last chapter. I hope this one is better. Thanks to my two reviewers DemonRogue13 and Jayman.
Anyways let me know what you think. I'll update very soon (I hope).
Next chapter: Rogue gets a midnight visitor.
Disclaimer: I don't own X-men Evolution. Just felt like borrowing the characters.
Chapter 14:
Evan couldn't fall asleep that night. He was just so scared that he'd lost her. He didn't want to lose her. She was his lifeline, without her he wouldn't know what to do.
"What am I going to do?" he asked himself, "Apologize?"
But why should he apologize for something he was almost 100% sure that they both wanted. He couldn't apologize for the kiss if he didn't regret it at all.
"So what?" he said again, "Maybe I should tell her how I really feel about her."
"Which is?" he thought, "I care about her so much. More than just care. I love her."
He stopped his thought process for a second to digest what he just revealed to himself.
"Of course I love her," he said, "She's been there for me since we first met. And this past month has been great. She cares about me and not what I look like."
So what to do.
"Should I tell her? Or will that just scare her away even more?" he contemplated, then he brightened, "Or will that finally prove to her that I don't care about her mutation. Just like she doesn't care about mine. It's final I'll go see her tomorrow night since I don't think she'll come to me. And finally tell her."
With everything on its way to being cleared up, he was now free to fall asleep, which he promptly did.
~ ~ ~
The next morning Rogue woke up feeling very depressed. Her dreams were full of her being able to touch and normalcy. Now knowing they weren't real put a damper on her spirits. On top of that she remembered the decision she had made not to see Evan again.
Unlike last night, tears were now flowing and she just didn't want to get up at all that day. So by breakfast time she was still in her room and she had no intention of going down.
About 10 minutes into breakfast Kurt came up to check on her. He cautiously opened her door when she didn't answer his knock.
"Rogue, are you ok?" he asked, she had her back to him.
"Ah'm not feeling too good right now, Kurt," she said, still not facing him.
He approached her bed and asked, "Is it your head?"
"No," she said out loud, and then thought, "No its mah heart."
From the side of her face he could see, he saw that it was tear stained.
"Do you vant me to call the Professor or Mr. McCoy?" he asked, now even more concerned.
"No its ok. Ah just need ta stay in bed for ah bit, ok," she replied.
"Umm...sure. You just rest now," Kurt replied and then ported out.
She knew he was going straight to the Professor to tell him she was sick.
She really was sick, though, sick and tired of her damn mutation.
She couldn't help herself; a couple more tears trickled down her face.
~ ~ ~
A little past lunch a knock was heard at her door. Until then no one had ventured into her room. However, she did hear the concerned voices of the students as they passed her door.
"Come in," she said still on her bed, but now she was sitting up.
The door opened to reveal Scott standing there.
"Hey I thought you could use some food right about now," he said carrying a tray full of food into her room.
"Ya're really starting ta spoil meh wit' this lunch, dinner thing in bed," she said smiling at his kindness and how much he cared about her, even though her heart was breaking.
"Well I figured you wouldn't be up to coming downstairs for your meals. And we couldn't just let you starve," he said, putting the tray in her lap and sitting on the edge of her bed.
She took a bite of the sandwich he had brought her and said, "Thanks."
"Your welcome," he replied. He sat there silently while he watched her eat everything on the tray. When she was finished he asked, "More?"
She just shook her head. He took the empty tray from her and set it on her desk. Then he sat back down on her bed.
"You know everyone's really worried about you," he informed her.
"Ah know," she said quietly.
"Do you want to talk about last night?" he asked cautiously.
She bit her lower lip trying to keep her emotions in check and she managed to say, "No." She noticed her voice shook when she spoke.
Scott noticed the quivering lip, her wavering voice and saw tears welling up in her eyes. He instantly moved next to her and put a comforting arm around her shoulders.
"Oh Rogue, don't worry. I'm sure everything will be fine in the end," he said soothingly.
The tears started to flow and she buried her face into his chest, while she cried. He put his arms around her and rubbed her back trying to soothe her.
He hated to see her this way. He wanted to make things better, but he had no idea how, especially since he didn't even know what the problem was.
"Why?" he heard her say. She lifted her head and repeated, "Why do I have this power? And why can't I control it?"
"I ask myself that question sometimes. I wish I had an answer for you Rogue. All I know is that everything is the way it is for a reason. We just don't what that reason is. But someday we'll find out," he replied.
She resumed crying on his shoulder.
"I don't know how I know this Rogue, but I know that someday you will be able to control it," he replied, truthfully.
"Really?" she asked, lifting her head again, sniffling.
"Really," he replied smiling down at her.
She wiped at her eyes and said, "Sorry about that."
"No problem," he said, "Now if you decide you want to talk about it my ears are open anytime."
"Thanks Scott," she replied. He gave her one last hug before he got up.
"Did you need anything else? I could get you something to read if you want," he offered.
"No that's ok. Ah think ah'll get out of bed now," Rogue said.
"Good," he said, relieved that she was feeling a bit better, "I'll see you downstairs."
"Ok," she replied.
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Well I hope you liked it.
I didn't get much of a response for the last chapter. I hope this one is better. Thanks to my two reviewers DemonRogue13 and Jayman.
Anyways let me know what you think. I'll update very soon (I hope).
Next chapter: Rogue gets a midnight visitor.