A/N: thought id do a C2 for this.... and the song followed on.... kinda.... Anywho, this is Also by Maroon5.... Number one in the album charts in the UK today Baby! Hell yeah! (At safeways anyway....)

"Rogue! Open De door!"

"F*ck off Remy! Ah don't EVAH want ta see yah again! EVAH!"

He glared at the door, sick of trying to apologise.

"When you refuse me

You confuse me

What makes you think that I'll let you in again?"

"F*ck Yah Remy.... Ah don't want yah, yah bastard."

"Think again my friend

Go on misuse me and abuse me

I'll come out stronger in the end." He smirked slightly at the door.

"If yah not gone from tha other side o that door in TEN seconds...." She called, not sounding half as threatening as she meant to. Infact, she sounded as if she'd been crying.

"Rogue.."  He started, only to be greeted by another string of the F word and B word, often in sucession. After she ahd finished shouting about what an asshole he was, he smirked, leaning against the door.

"And does it make you sad

To find yourself alone

And does it make you mad

To find that I have grown

I'll bet it hurts so bad

To see the strength that I have shown."

Remy adjusted his trenchcoat slightly.
"Remy be leavin' soon Rogue, an he aint ne'er comin' back t' y'. I came up here t' 'pologise but y' jus' aint grown-up 'nuff for dat, hehn?" He lit his cigarette.

"When you answer the door pick up the phone

You wont find me cos I'm not coming home."

"Ya just ah pathetic playah who cant show c'mittment ta anyone but himself.... Why would AH want YAH? Yah pathetic! Ah don't see what Ah ever saw in yah.... Ah Swamp Rat of All thin's!" She paused, to take a breath. "At one point.. Suah.... Ah thought Ah loved yah.... Ah thought yah might just be tha man fer meh.... but yah screwed that up Remy.. Yah cant do nothin' fer no-one but ya-self! Yah incapable o' lovin' aneh-one! Ah don't want Yah back.... Not now.... not EVAH. Jus' leave Meh alone! Jus' cos yah life is so screwed up, don't mean that gives yah tha right ta screw up mihne! Ah was doin' jus' fine without yah in mah life!"

Remy sighed softly, a tear glistening in the corner of his eye, as he turned away and walked down the hallway, calling out behind him. Rogue curled into a ball on her bed, tears running down her face. She'd hurt him, hadn't she? She hadn't meant to, honest. He just mad her so mad sometimes, she couldn't help it. It didn't help that Scott's Psyche was sat in her head, pointing out all the reasons why he was no good for her.

Both: "You do not know how much this hurts me

To say these things that I don't want to say

But I have to say them anyway

I would do anything to end your suffering

But you would rather walk away."

Reader Reviews:

Emicablue – Thanks.... See, not a one-shot.... I might even find the will to do fluff for this at some point.... My fluff periods tend to be over-bearing.... in quantity, not necessarily quality..

PomegranateQueen – Hey! Its You! You're still around! I did Cold Hard Bitch for you.... 's not so good.. But I just posted it up.... half an hour ago, literally. Thanks.

Ish – Yeah, I'm getting lazy. They always fight cos I'm evil and my muses make them. They think its funny. YAY! Gold Stars! *sighs* cant I have cookies instead?