A/N: Okay guys, here's another chapter of FIB. Sorry it took so long (please don't flame), I have a long list of excuses but you don't want to hear them. Next chapter will (hopefully) be ready in about a week. ENJOY!
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"Look at this picture!" Jubilee said as she passed me the magazine and grabbed another spoonful of ice-cream. "Like, her boobs defy gravity and she says they're real!"
"True….." I said, faking interest as I looked at the brightly colored picture of the model.
I wasn't really in the mood for talking. We had been sitting around in our room for hours now, sitting around staring at magazines and eating junk food as I hid out from the rest of the world. We had been hiding out ever since we had arrived back at the mansion…
I had woken up just as we landed underneath the basketball courts as the shudder of Scott's landing resounded through the blackbird. My head was resting on the seat instead of Remy, but the warmth of the leather beside me told me that he had only just left.
"Sorry." Scott mumbled as everyone got to their feet and began gathering their things.
Stretching out my legs, I stood up as Remy slid out of the door, a wave of the hand, his goodbye. I made for the door to see if I could speak to him before he disappeared upstairs but Jean blocked off my exit.
"You know, I still haven't seen that you're alright….."
I smiled politely and waved my hands. "Oh look, all better. Now can I…"
She blocked me off again as I tried to get passed. "Sit." She said sharply as she took my shoulder and led me to the nearest seat.
When I finally escaped Jeans medical inspections, I looked around as I climbed down the steps looking around for Remy. Unable to find him, I walked over to the elevator, spotting Remy inside as the doors closed. Frustrated, I stormed over to the door and began to pace back and forwards, knocking the elevator button with my elbow as I waited for the door to open. Finally, they did and I jumped inside, knocking the up and close door buttons at the same time.
As I stood impatiently waiting for the elevator to hit the top floor, I realized just how much elevator music annoys me.
Finally the upwards motion of the elevator stopped and the doors slid open. Instead of the empty corridor that I had expected, I came face to face with several students, all with curious grins across their faces.
Noise exploded around me as I stepped out of the elevator, into a chorus of "What happened Rogue?" and "Did you get to go with them?" The doors of the elevator closed behind me and I felt trapped as the enthusiastic students drew closer.
Standing up on my toes, I attempting to see over the crowd, but only saw more students on their way over.
'Oh shit' I thought to myself as I lowered myself down.
Just as I thought I was doomed, a loud voice cut through the noise.
"Okay everyone! Move it or everyone will learn what firework burns up the ass feels like." I sighed with relief as the crowd parted and began to disperse as Jubilee came hobbling up to me, her left hand glowing pink while the other clutched a painted yellow crutch.
"You alright chica?" She asked, shaking the pink glow from her hands. "Thought you might need some help getting away from this lot." She pointed to the remaining students.
I rolled my eyes. "Yah just wanted ta be the first ta know what happened, didn't yah?"
"That too" she grinned as linked her arm with mine and started down the hall.
Throwing yet another magazine into the 'already read it' pile, I paused as I heard a knock at the door. Before I could sit up properly, Jubilee jumped up and opened the door.
Remy stood in the doorway, a nervous smile across his face.
"Can I come in?"
"Yeah, come right in." Jubilee said, basically pulling Remy into the room.
Remy looked around my room until his eyes finally rested on me.
"Girl's night in?" He asked, his charming smile creeping across his face.
"Yeah," I replied, staring at the discard pile of magazines and ice-cream containers. "Something like that."
Jubilee finally broke out of the daze. "Oh darn!" She said, slapping her forehead dramatically. "I promised Kitty I'd help her, umm, change her printer cartridge today."
She snatched her crutch and a container of ice-cream from the floor and hobbled out. "Laters."
I stood up next to my bed and closed the door as Remy drew closer. "Jubilee really needs to learn how to lie convincingly." He said, snaking his arms around my waist.
"Oh, no, she wasn't lying. Kitty may be a computer wiz, but she couldn't change her cartridge if her life depended on it." I said with a grin.
Remy chuckled as he lent in, his forehead resting against my white streaks. He looked in to my eyes and sighed softly.
"Oh what am I going to do with you?"
"Forgive me?" I asked.
Remy backed away slightly. "Forgive you? Hell, I tink we're past dat Marie." He grinned. "Look, I talked to Logan and he told me what happened. I'm da one who should be apologizing. I just assumed….." his voice faded off.
A smile spread across my face and I flung my arms around his neck. "Let's just make this one a mistake made by both parties, 'k?" I said into his ear softly.
"K"
"Great." I said as Remy slowly started rocked for side to side. "Ummm, What are you doing?"
"Deciding whether you'll slap me if I try to kiss you." He chuckled, leaning his head in towards mine.
"Woe there!" I said, immediately backing away. "Have you learned nothing in the last few hours?"
"Yeah, but it just makes me want to try the real thing…" He leaned in and kissed me, his lips tenderly brushing against mine. The pull didn't really start as first as he gently ran his hand through my hair until a few seconds and then the familiar rush of emotions and pictures ran into my head. Backing away, I knocked into my bed and fell backwards onto the mattress.
Remy flopped down beside me. "See, it wasn't dat bad was it?"
"You do realise that even though my reaction time has slowed, I can still kill if you hang on too long."
"I no, Logan told me all about what happened in his room when you first arrived here."
"Oh." I said quietly, remembering the night, curious about his reaction.
"Do you have a scar, 'cause I haven't seen it yet……" he said breaking the silence, pulling up the bottom of my t-shirt for a look. Slapping away his hand, I lay back on the bed with my hands behind my head, staring up at the ceiling. Remy cuddled up beside me, his hand resting gently on my stomach. I gave a deep sigh.
"Remy, do yah ever think of…. You know, going home?"
"Pardon? This is your home, no?"
"Yeah," I sighed "but Ah mean mah old home, back in Mississippi."
Remy looked blankly at the floor, a confused frown across his forehead. "But I was given de impression dat mon chere was made to leave home."
"Well, yeah, but not exactly." I stared up at the ceiling, pictures and memories running through my head. "When David went into the coma that day, everything changed. No matter how much Ah covered myself, no one would come near me. Ah ended up being expelled from school because Ah was considered dangerous. Mah Dad was so afraid Ah'd hurt someone that would lock me inside the house while he and mah mom were at work."
I brought my hands down and placed them on my stomach, unconsciously fidgeting with the gloves.
"One day he left the back door unlocked, so I grabbed all the gear I fit in a bag, stole some money from his safety box under his bed and left…. Looking back, they didn't hate me, they were just scared."
Remy gave me an understanding look and took one of my hands in his.
"Den why don't you go back, just to visit?"
His words seemed to echo in the room.
"Ah guess Ah never thought that Ah could. After the whole thing with Magneto, Xavier had given me a place ta live, I was waiting for someone Ah thought ah was in love with……" I paused, leaving the comment unfinished.
"Ah guess Ah could go back someday." I shrugged my shoulders. "If Ah ever learn ta control mah skin"
"Not if Marie, when." Remy said softly, wrapping his arms around me. I leant into his body, my head resting on his chest. "The Professor will find you a way. It's just a matter of time."
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