WHEN I LOOK IN THE MIRROR

Tabitha

Tabitha was sitting by the dresser mirror finishing her makeup. Amara her friend and roommate was finishing taking a shower in the bathroom they shared.

She looked into her happy face, but then let it fall. She had the dream again last night. The dream of her father and that he was once again controlling her life. She remembered how her father was always a loser. He always thought he would score it big but never did.

Then the day came when Tabitha's mutation kicked in. She had accidentally blown up a piece of furniture. She was so afraid of what her father would do to her. But he only smiled, and it wasn't a good kind of smile either.

She had been forced to do so many things. She didn't want to get into it, or remember it either. She was so ashamed of it all. But she had nowhere else to go. Her mother was no help since she was drunk most of the time. She couldn't blame her either, not how her father had treated her. She could understand her mother's need to escape.

But Taby did escape. Her father had been caught trying to sell of some of the stolen items and was sent to jail. Then it was just her and her mother, but her mother had spent too long drinking and couldn't stop. Tabitha was so alone most of the time.

Then the Professor came to her. He told her what she was and that there was a place for her. She was so excited, to finally be somewhere where she would fit in, someplace that would finally be like a real home.

At first she was happy, she finally had a good life, but she took it for granted. She was a little out of control, she knew that, mostly because she had no one to tell her what was right, and anything like that. Having a petty criminal for a father can do that to you.

Then she really screwed up. It was after she put the moves on Kurt. He seemed so nice to her, and she had never had anyone else be like that. She knew now that nothing could have happened between them, he saw her as only a friend and she...she just wanted to have someone not to treat her like dirt for once.

When her father had gotten out, he came for her. She could have ran back to the others, but she didn't. Her father had control over her again, and she hated every minute of it. Then they came for her.

The others from the institute had come for her, to save her. She felt she hadn't deserved it for going back to her father.

So instead of going back and taking the consequences she left. She ran right to the Brotherhood, only because it was the only place for her left. She had been so stupid, she said she left because the X-Men were too strict. But that was a lie, a cover.

She really didn't go back because she couldn't face Xavier. He had given her a new life, he had trusted her, and he had faith in her. She had never had anyone be like that to her, and she couldn't face him. Not after she had let him down so much.

It had taken her awhile to realize it, but after Mystique had destroyed the mansion, she had a talk with Xavier. She found something out from him then, you can make a mistake but you can be forgiven for it.

She was so happy that he would take her back. Living with the Brotherhood had been pretty relaxed, but it didn't feel like home. So she was back here, and she would never leave again.

Here she had real friends, people who looked after her and cared for her. She was even now dating a great guy who treated her like none of her other so-called boyfriends had. She was happy for the first time in her life.

She was truly home.