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Jubilee sat on the floor, hugging her knees and rocking back and forth. I sat down beside her and said, "Don' cry petit. Don' cry. Yo' be okay ma petit. Don' cry."

Just then the room door opened and in walked storm. She took one look at Jubilee and wrapped her arms around the girl. Jubilee cried into her shoulder as Storm said, "Hush child. Hush. Don't cry."

Jubilee pulled back from the white haired woman and said, "I cant do this Storm. I cant believe he's gone."

"I know child. The mansion seem's empty without him. But we'll get through it. We'll get through it."

"Rogue seems over it pretty quickly." said Jubilee through gritted teeth.

"Do not take your grief out on Rogue Jubilee. It was not her that killed him." said Storm calmly.

"She killed him before he left the mansion." said Jubilee angrily.

"What do you mean child?" Asked Storm.

" the day……. The day he died. Before they left, he went to see Rogue. I followed him and…… and I heard everything. Everything he told her. And everything she told him."

I remembered. I remembered that moment, and I felt my heart break.

I walked down the corridor, the butterflies growing in my stomach to the size of Bats. I knew I had to do this, if I didn't I'd regret it for the rest of my life.

I knocked the door. No answer. I knocked again. This time the door opened revealing the most beautiful woman. She was dressed in a mint green silk shirt with a pair of denim jeans. "What d'ya want LeBeau?" She asked in her southern voice.

"What? Ya not happy t'see me chere?" I asked, trying to joke with her.

"No. And don't call meh chere. I aint yer chere. Now wit d'ya want?" she said sternly.

"Just wanted t'say goodbye, before I go on ma mission." I said grinning at her and leaning on the door frame.

"Well, gidbye then. Hope ya don' come back, swamp rat." She said angrily.

"Look. I came here fer a reason che- Rogue. I needed t'tell ya somet'in. I've been t'inkin-" I started but she cut me off.

"Thinkin'?! Ya?! Don make me laugh Remy LeBeau! Okay den LeBeau, what ya been thinking' bout?"

"You."

"Meh."

"Oui, you. At first I didn't know why. I mean really I should be tryin' t'forget ya but I just couldn't get ya outta ma head. And den I realised why. I'm still in love wit ya Rogue. Always have been. I loved ya, even when ya left me fer Pitor. I love ya Rogue, always have, always will. I just, needed t'tell ya dat. Ya know, get it off ma chest."

I stared at her, I thought I saw her eyes soften, I thought I saw a tear emerging in her eye, I thought I saw her body move towards me as if to hold me, but I was wrong. Her features changed. Her face became sterner, her eyes, slits of anger, "What d'ya expect meh t'a do? Say ah love ya too? Well a don'. Maybe once ah did but never again. Ah got Pitor now. And believe meh LeBeau leavin' ya was the best choice ah ever made."

"Leaving me the best choice?" I said trying to keep calm, "Really Rogue? Really? Ya know Rogue, it's highly unusual fer people t'wear sunglasses in de middle of winter. An how exactly did ya walk inta dat door? And de bruised ribs Hank had said you had, just happened to be bruised one night? De audah's may bye yer lies Rogue, but I aint. I know what he's doin' t'ya. An ya gotta tell someone Rogue." I turned away from her and walked away. I thought I heard her stifle a sob and turned back round to face her, "Ya say ya left me fer Pitor, chere, but dere somet'in more t'it. An I'm gonna find out."

"Stop kidden' yerself Remy. I just couldn't stand you. That's all!!"

And with that she slammed the door.

Storm nodded her head, listening to Jubilee telling her what had happened. I felt like I was reliving the moment. And it was tearing me apart. When Jubilee finished the account of what happened Storm said, "I see."

"You don't believe me do you?" said Jubilee.

"Oh no, I believe you." Storm looked Jubilee in the eyes and said, "I have often seen bruises on Rogue and I, like Remy, see right through her lies. There is only one way Rogue could have got those bruises."

"She probably deserved them."

"Never say that Jubilee! No one deserves to be hit by the man…… the man…. They….. Love….." Storm looked confused and then suddenly her eyes looked full of realisation.

"What is it Storm."

"She loves him."

"Well yeah, if she puts up with him hitting her, I'd think she'd love him-"

"No. Not Pitor. Remy."

"What?"

"Before Rogue left Remy, we talked. She was so happy, telling me all about how they were getting on great. What with her being able to control her powers now. I remember Pitor, over hearing her conversation. He started insulting Remy. Rogue got really mad at him. And then when she left, he followed. Pitor had always been jealous of Remy and Rogue's Relationship. Ever since Rogue had chosen Remy over him."

Jubilee looked at her in shock. Hell, even I looked at Storm in shock, "What are you telling me? That Pitor scared Rogue into leaving Remy for him?"

"Well would you leave someone like Remy unless you were really scared."

"Never."

"Well there you have it." Jubilee began to cry, "Jubilee, whats wrong?"

"I shouted at her. I called her names. I hated her. And it wasn't even her fault. I feel so bad."

"You didn't know Jubilee. Neither did I. It's not your fault." Jubilee continued to cry as Storm tried a different tactic, "Hey. Would Remy wanna see ya crying?"

Jubilee smiled and said, "No."

"No I wouldn't!" I said, smiling also.

"don't cry then child. Things will be better. You'll see."

I left them there together. Holding each other for comfort. I didn't feel like I had helped them. I felt like I had only made things worse, but then I realised that I had helped them. I had put their minds at rest. And they in turn had helped me out. The had surface the truth.

For weeks now I had been wondering why she had left me. And now I had a faint idea why. It was because of Pitor that I had been split up from the one woman I had ever loved. I began to run towards her room, I had to do something. I had to stop him from hurting her again.

I barged into the room and there I saw him, standing over her, hand raised, ready to strike. He looked at me, right in the eye. He looked at me. And he saw me, and he looked scared. And then I looked at Rogue, sprawled on the ground, her mascara running down her cheek. She looked at me with her emerald eyes and said weakly, "Remy?"

Okay so this was rubbish too. I'm really sorry. Just cant write at all. This was a really bad chapter. Sorry. I should really stop writing this. (Sits back in the chair and crosses her arms.)