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CHAPTER 3
A
painful night
Wow I never thought being hugged by so many people could be a tiring thing. I mean I'm certainly not used to it and the people who hugged me at one point or another were my enemies so yeah excuse the shock of being hugged routine. After the 'love fest' I went up to my room. For two reason: one was I needed some sleep. I drove all night to get up here from NYC and I was beat! The second reason was Remy was still looking at me......the whole friggin' time! It was like he had a problem with me being there and if he did then he should have said something right? Right. But he didn't. He kept his distance from me and it was probably from earlier that day when I oh so nicely yelled at him. He should get over it. I have plenty in store for that little treat.
So anyway I returned to my room and the thought struck me again to have some wire or string for me to find my way back to the bedroom. It makes sense when the whole layout has been screwed with immensely. I entered and the music across the hall was at the same level that it was when I first arrived. That person so needed to lower it before I went to bed before I kick their ass on top of those other two. Only the weird thing was, when I got into my room it was dead silent. The whole team must of waited for my return and outlined it with some kind of silencer so I wouldn't be bugged. Not a bad touch I must say.
I changed into a pair of grey sweat pants and a white tank top. Ever since I could some-what control, my powers I've been sporting tank tops. It feels great not being so covered up. I mean I keep the same make-up and clothing colors but in different styles. It just feels right to change a bit but not the whole way. I jumped into bed after changing and immediately hit something hard. It scared the hell out of me let me tell you because I didn't know if Bella was on a rampage or not. When I flipped over my covers to see the whole bottom sheet, a book was there. I smiled at my own stupidness. It was my diary from long ago. Like I said I didn't take everything, I must've left this behind as well.
I put it on the night stand next to me and re-covered myself. I was just so damn tired, I didn't feel like reading my old thoughts about who hated who, what I did wrong again and what I thought about my old flame. All that teen mushy crap. I didn't need that in my head before I fell to asleep I'll assure you right now.
"Goodnight solitude." I leaned back and fell into what I would call an uneventful sleep. That usually meant that I was re-living a good memory of the past. Like one time I remembered when I joined the X-Men or when we all were the Bayville Sirens, those sort of memories. But the peacefulness didn't last long that night. As soon as my head hit the pillow and my breathing became regular, a sharp pain hit an already sore spot. My heart. It made me ache when I turned over to ease the throbbing but it only made it worse. I couldn't get it. This wasn't pain what I had ever felt before. It wasn't even my pain. What pain would that be anyway? I dealt with my issues but apparently someone else hadn't. But who?
"Alryght who's ever got problem needs t'get it out in the open!" I muttered under my breath. I got up and re-flicked on my lights. The pain was still there but it didn't hurt as badly as when I went to bed, sleeping. I didn't know how I was doing it. Nearly all the time, the other mutants powers that I had already absorbed, I could keep down. It was only under extreme stress or emotions would it come loose. Like with the juggernaut's powers or Logan's healing powers. It came when I wasn't in control and that was always when my emotions were concerned. But now....how?
I needed help, and the one person I could always turn to was the Professor. He took me in when I was younger, helped me with my powers, and trained me. He never judged or took sides. He was always there for me or the others and now was one of those times I needed some wise counsel. I jumped out of bed, opened the door and sighed. It would be to late to talk to him, but ....maybe? He probably already knew that I wanted to talk. Me actually wanting to talk was rare and a special occasion. He'd more than likely rush me in and push me into a seat. I trudged on to find his room. There was about thirty new rooms in his wing but I charged on anyway.
About ten minutes later I discovered the hidden room. Or the Professor's bedroom. The first title gives it a more mysterious quality if I do say so myself. I went up to his room and knocked lightly. It was the way someone who was being forced to talk didn't want to and made sure they didn't have to, so they kept quiet. But the Professor is just about half wolf and answered anyway.
"Rogue? You may come in if you wish." He wasn't pushing. He never had ever pushed me to talk. That's what I loved about him. When I wanted to he was there and when I didn't he wasn't. Perfect timing. I took a deep breath and opened the door to find it completely enlightened. He was already up. Go figure! He was expecting me.
"Ummm.....Professa Ah jus' came t'talk." I really did not want to say a lot. If I did then I wouldn't be able to take any of it back. This thing called for thinking things out before blurting whatever was on my mind. 'Yeah right. He's a telepath. He would already know whatever was on my mind!' I scolded myself. I was right though, he would.... okay I'm officially losing it. I just agreed with myself. I needed major help. Yeah it was a good idea to go to him.
"Yes Rogue? What about?" He came out from the other room which was his walk in closet. He's the owner; of course he has a walk in closet.
"Ah wanted t'know 'bout this pain Ah jus' got. Ah don't know how Ah got it." He looked me over to make sure I was sincere. I'm telling you I was so sincere that I'd gladly give up on of my own hands to prove it!
"This pain? Did you get it when you laid down just now?" Damn the man's a miracle worker. He didn't read my mind; trust me. I'd feel the book flipping even if I allowed him or not. And there was no flipping so I was safe. And he was a miracle worker.
"Yea how'd ya' know?" I had to ask. I mean how did this man know this? Unless it's been happening to him to and that means we have a little ghost running around here, but that is just ..... out of the question. It's got to be one of the people here if he follows my logic behind this guess and check theory.
"Because I too have been feeling it during the night when I fall asleep." Score! I got one! But wait. Who the hell is it then?
"If you feel it an' meh then w'at's goin' on Professa?" Did I just sound so innocent or what? He had that affect on me. He was like my grandfather, and I played the naive granddaughter. We have a game apparently.
"I think it has to do with a resident living here."
"Who? Jean has no problems t'worry 'bout an' then there's ya' here but you feel it as well. Who else is physic?" I was on a roll and if he didn't stop me I was going to fall off the ride.
"Why do you say it's someone who's physic?"
"Because who else would be able t'produce the waves to us all here?" I mean it was common knowledge right? Someone with some kind of mental powers had to be making these images up. I think the Professor of all people would get it. He is telepathic ya' know. All that sleep he's missing is starting to get to him. And frankly his brain is becoming screwed up as we speak.
"Yes I see. Well your right about the eliminations and about it has to be someone with mental capabilities. But you forgot someone." I raised my eyebrow. Who'd I forget? There really wasn't that many residents who could read minds. The whole no sleep thing was really getting to him.
"An' that would be?" I asked still slightly amused that he thought of someone I didn't. I thought I was finally getting science for once in my life. 'Although it makes sense, after they finish grading me on it in school I just realize how to do it.' But an idea struck me. He couldn't mean.....
"Remy LeBeau." Dammit! I just did not feel the pain of someone who I want to cause pain. That would not be fair! I'm suppose to make him suffer and he's suppose to deal with the consequences of hurting the Rogue. It had a circle. Damn karma!
"No it couldn't be him. W'at pain could he possibly have?" This made no sense once so ever. The man hurt me, not the other way around right?
"He has had many troubles in the past Rogue. Namely some that have been caused by your leaving."-I raised my eyebrow once again. I left because of him. I thought that's what he wanted. He proved it by sleeping with Bell didn't he?-"And I know that you left because of him, although I don't know the reasoning behind it. He has these blasts almost every night when his feelings put pressure on himself." His feelings put pressure on him. That's a load of bull right there. He started this battle and now he's putting on the 'I was hurt too' act. Why don't he just blow it out his wind pipe for all I care.
"Your tellin' meh that when he's upset he freaks?"
"I believe so."
"An' it all started when Ah left?"
"That's right."
"He can go jump off a bridge for all Ah care ryght now Professa. He pulled this shit jus' t'get out of this here mess he dragged both of his sorry ass an' Bella's into. There's no way in hell now Ah'm gonna let him get away from hurtin' meh like he did." I placed my hands on my hips and looked at the man before me. He was so wise and old that it mad me feel terrible to take out my anger with him. He didn't deserve this talk. In fact there were two people who should be getting this talk but at the time of night.....I chose not to disturb them. I might of walked in something anyway and then all hell would break loose.
"Rogue...."-he tried to console me.-"Try and take it easy. I understand whatever happened hurt but sometimes there are reasons behind the scenes of what we see." I looked deep into his eyes and saw a flicker. He knew what I was talking about. One of the others must've told him. But why wouldn't he say something to Remy? 'Maybe he already did?'
"Professa you know more than ya' lettin' on don'tcha?" I asked leaning into his sight more. He smiled tiredly at me.
"Rogue I can only tell you that time is something you have to welcome to get to the bottom of this problem." Yeah if that wasn't cryptic enough he just added ten tons to the problem.
"W'at root are ya' talkin' 'bout Professa? Ah know w'at happened an' Ah ain't gonna listen to Gambit's stupid excuses of how he was lonely or he fell hard when he saw her again. Ah wouldn't be able t'handle that." I sighed. I was tired, cranky and talking about a sore subject at night with a guy that reminded me of my grandfather, and we were talking about me being cheated on. I don't know but something tells me that's not a good combo for a woman who's already, going to blow, and going to go into a fit. But I relaxed all the same. Don't know how but I did.
"The root of why it happened and how. If you speak to him or in the very least listen to him, you'll get your answers." I slumped my shoulders at that comment. Everyone wanted me to speak to that dog didn't they? Damn I just cannot get a break no matter how hard I try. But I didn't want to seem ungrateful for the Professor's help so I mustered up so much cheerfulness that it scared me and said:
"Ah'll try Professa." I turned around to the door and walked out the entrance in silence. 'When pigs fly will I talk to him on a friendly bases.' But I wanted the Professor to feel he helped me in some way, which he did. He gave me the answer to my riddle of whose pain was bothering me and he gave me a very cryptic message. That I don't think was intentional but he did it never less. And it was freaky as ever! 'What root problem? Why did he do it besides the reason I came up with?' Men! They were confusing to say the least. It would have been better to know just what I did and not have things added to the pot to make me stop and think. Now I couldn't drain the life forces out of anyone of them until I knew the answer.
"Alryght, Ah'm officially confused an' Ah've been back for not even a day!" I shouted to no one in particular. I was in a part of the mansion that there was no one sleeping so I didn't have to deal with a boot flying at my head like you see on the cartoons when a cat is waking up the neighborhood. I rounded my corner to my room and became so giddy that it was a little scary. I just wanted to sleep. That's all I wanted. Not a cryptic note, a pair of people I should be killing or thinking about logic. The only thing logical in my mind was sleep was needed and that was that. And I got my wish as my head collided with my fluffy fat pillow.
~The next morning~
I awoke to find my drapes pulled back and the white sun in my face. I knew who the culprit was that fooled around with my curtains. Kurt. He always wanted me to enjoy the day more than to resist it, but today I felt I should take him up on his offer. I got up and dressed in a purple halter top with a zip up the front black sweater over it and a pair of black jeans. Yes I wear halter tops, when I can cover up the remaining self being shown. I threw my sneakers on and applied my make-up. I didn't apply to so heavy for now I could somewhat touch and the protection on my face wasn't needed but I still kept it because I'm Rogue. It's just who I am. Did I just sound like one of those people at an AA meeting or what?
I walked downstairs, this time I knew where I was going and I found the kitchen with ease. I was finally getting the hang of this stuff. Or place rather. Funny I lived here before and just now I'm getting it. I walked into the kitchen and I turned right around to leave. Scott, Jean, Kitty, Kurt, and the little boy Danny were in there but so was Gambit and Belladonna. Could I not get away from them or what? They were the red death and I was the human hoist meant to carry the disease. I was almost out the door when Danny came up and grabbed my hand. I was shocked that he did it so easily when yesterday I was looked upon as a danger or a threat.
"Aunt Rogue! You have to eat breakfast with us!" Did he just call me 'Aunt Rogue'? What did his parents give him for breakfast today? And who told him my name. Oh wait I did. Sorry I'm just hostile this morning, don't mind me.
"Ummm .. Sure Danny, why not?" I let him pull me into the kitchen and he left me standing in the middle of the huge room. Bell and Remy were leaning against the counters to my right while Kitty and Kurt were opposite from them. I felt so out of place being watched by them, it irritated me to no end. Danny jumped up to sit next to Jean and Scott. I had to ask them something about the 'Aunt' comment.
"Since when am Ah Aunt Rogue?" I asked the two older members. Jean slightly blushed and Scott looked uncomfortable. Of course they were uncomfortable, I mean not everyone comes up to the hardcore Rogue and calls her Aunt. But I needed an answer just to take my mind off, telling Remy and Bella to go to hell.
"Well....ya' see.. It started with..ummm...." Scott fumbled, he caught the ball but dropped it. He crashed and burned in his response to my direct question. It was Jean's turn to help him out. I mean she was his wife and no offense to Scott and I hope she never reads my mind but she's got my brains, when she wants them that is. Hopefully she could word it properly.
"Well Rogue since you're a member now...again. Danny took upon himself to call you Aunt Rogue like he does with Kitty and Amara and people like that. Don't take it the wrong way." Oh! Now I got it! He just did it out of respect. They could of said that but apparently they didn't want to, or they thought I was going to yell at them, or him, but I wouldn't. He's too cute to be yelled at. Although I would use to say the same thing about Gambit but that's a different story altogether.
"And there's some people that he still won't call aunt...." Scott tried to hide under his breath. I got what he was saying. Danny wouldn't call Belladonna aunt. Ha ha. To say that wasn't funny would be an understatement. I nodded at both remarks and took to finding the coffee pot. Unfortunately for me it was behind Gambit. The bright side no one would get on me for spilling hot liquid all over him. 'I'll just say it was an accident, no biggie.' I went up to Gambit and he looked directly at me. All of a sudden I remembered that striking pain I had last night and what the Professor told me. 'I have to listen to him to know.....nope not happening'
"Move it Cajun, ya' blockin' the coffee." I said coolly and sternly. He had already pissed me off without meaning it today. I didn't have any patience to listen to his candy ass remarks. He needed to move and not to say anything to me. And to my surprise he listened. Give the dog a treat, he just performed his first trick successfully. That was sarcasm I know but it was funny. He moved to the side while pushing Bell in the process, that was a sight for sore eyes and I grabbed a mug of hot black coffee. God caffeine is bliss. I turned to leave and go to my seat when the bitch in heels herself needed to say something to me. Wow how easy would it be just to kick those perfect teeth in huh?
"Rogue you didn't say ya' were sorry? Or excuse me. Now where's your manners?" She was chiding me. She was chiding me? What in her small brain told her that was a good idea? 'Wait I remember now! She has no friggin' brain to censor her poor excuse at an insult.' This girl so needed her ass kicked and yet.....no I take it back she needs her ass kicked.
"Bella you don't have that man' brains do ya' hun?" I gave her fair warning first. I said it sans the words needed but I said it. She'd be sorry for whatever else would come out of that little blonde head of her's. And do I mean little.
"And what's that suppose ta mean river rat?" River Rat? What the hell? Should I just call her a whore and get over it already or play this by ear and have more fun that way? I'll have more fun. I'm gonna be here for a long time and there's no use in using up all my 'beat up' tickets all at once. Plus I want to enjoy this, I did owe her something right?
"It suppose t'mean that for one you don't go and talk to me in the mornin' an' two you don't chastise meh for not saying my pleases an' thank ya'. Okay?" I mean it's suicidal isn't it? She was here when I was younger and yes she did see me when I first would wake up, so it's common knowledge not to mess with the Rogue in the morning. This bitch just did not get it! She needed to go back to school or in her case finally go to school.
"Why you little son of a bitch...."-she raised her hand to me like she was gonna slap me. I stood ready. I wanted her to slap me. Because if Logan ever walked in and saw us fighting or Storm for that matter I have a room full of witnesses to say I wasn't the first to hit, it was her. But the slap didn't come. He hand was held in mid-air and I couldn't see what. I just saw Remy's hand on her wrist...duh! He stopped her. But why?-"Remy doll let me go. I need to teach this girl some manners." She pleaded with him and her eyes turned to me full of hate. Good. I hated her too. It wouldn't be fair to have an enemy that didn't hate you right?
I had just realized how quiet it had gotten in the room. There wasn't any noise, or laughter like there was when I first entered. I glanced back at Kurt and Kitty and they were stone solid. They probably knew I'd kick her ass all over the mansion if she hit me, and they probably wanted to stand ready to break it up at a moments notice. Jean and Scott were silent. Dead silent. Scott looked poised to leap out of the chair and bash Bell's head in. Cool. I mean terrible, terrible. Danny looked at me like he was scared for me. I smiled at him and his shoulders slumped, I had to reassure him that it was ok, although Jean was doing a great job of that.
"Non Bell you need to stop.......now." That was all he said to make her stop squirming and to make her stop flying forward for me. He stopped her from hitting me....but why? God he just added to the pot didn't he? Now I'm officially confused more so than last night.
"Gambit let her go. Ah would more than happily give her a fyght ifin' she's lookin' for one." I stared deep into her eyes and smiled wickedly at her. I couldn't help it. She was so on my nerves at this point, that I had to show my 'distaste' of her somehow. Remy shook his head no. He stood up to me just now. I had one thing to say to that. Bad dog very bad dog!
"Like I said non. I don't want fighting or a screaming match. Just stop." When he said those words I thought I was going to wring his neck. I was looking at the others when I said my statement but after hearing those words I turned back to him. He was looking at Bella when he said it. Not both of us or just me but her. He didn't want her to pick a fight with me. And that would be why? 'He doesn't want his poor Bella to break a fucking nail fighting me 'cause then she wouldn't be perfect anymore. Boo hoo. Cry me a freakin' river already.' I folded my arms looking over at the two. It really did make me sick the way they were together. It stung and made me queasy. Just like that.
"Ah need some air." I left the kitchen forgetting my little piece of heaven behind, my coffee, and took to the roof. It might sound strange but I'd always go up there when life was hellish here. That was pretty often too. I could sit up here and think things through and not worry if my skin would accidentally kick someone in my sleep, if I ever slept walked. I didn't have to worry about my parental issues or even that stupid dumb ass Cajun. I just concentrated on myself and nobody else. It was heaven on Earth. Or so I thought. Ever since he joined he was up here as well. Gambit couldn't just bug me in the house but in my sanctuary too. It was, I guess an unspoken rule of the mouth.
I plopped down on the hard cool tiled roof and breathed deeply. The warm morning air always felt good, to wake up to. It refreshed you, and made you just feel better in general. I sat enjoying the sun still coming overhead with the pinks, purples and oranges in the sky, until I felt something wet. I couldn't of been rain, there wasn't a cloud for miles. Then what hit my hand? I looked down and saw it was a drop of water. But from where? Another fell, and then another and soon I realized it was me. I was crying. Whoa! Something you don't know unless you have proof of it existing huh? I pulled my legs up to my chin and rested my already soaked face on them.
"Why am Ah cryin'?" I asked myself out loud. If someone walked up there, right now they would have thought I was going nuts. It's the first sigh ya' know, talking to one's self. By now I was sobbing. Not to sound weird but it felt good. I didn't shed anymore tears when I left the team, and that was three years plus some. I had to cry. I had to cry for the lost love I once had and I had to cry at the thought I would never love again because of him. I didn't cry for him. I cried for what he did to me. He planted the seed of love in my heart and neglected to take care of it. It wilt and died and now my heart was all used up, there could be no more love grown there. These thoughts circled my mind. But there was something that was itching at the back of my brain. Someone was watching me.
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AN: Thank you for the reviews. I love you people. And I do need a beta if one is available. But I deserve some lean way. I'm from New York, we invented bad grammar. I'll continue my rants at the end so for now enjoy!
CHAPTER 3
A
painful night
Wow I never thought being hugged by so many people could be a tiring thing. I mean I'm certainly not used to it and the people who hugged me at one point or another were my enemies so yeah excuse the shock of being hugged routine. After the 'love fest' I went up to my room. For two reason: one was I needed some sleep. I drove all night to get up here from NYC and I was beat! The second reason was Remy was still looking at me......the whole friggin' time! It was like he had a problem with me being there and if he did then he should have said something right? Right. But he didn't. He kept his distance from me and it was probably from earlier that day when I oh so nicely yelled at him. He should get over it. I have plenty in store for that little treat.
So anyway I returned to my room and the thought struck me again to have some wire or string for me to find my way back to the bedroom. It makes sense when the whole layout has been screwed with immensely. I entered and the music across the hall was at the same level that it was when I first arrived. That person so needed to lower it before I went to bed before I kick their ass on top of those other two. Only the weird thing was, when I got into my room it was dead silent. The whole team must of waited for my return and outlined it with some kind of silencer so I wouldn't be bugged. Not a bad touch I must say.
I changed into a pair of grey sweat pants and a white tank top. Ever since I could some-what control, my powers I've been sporting tank tops. It feels great not being so covered up. I mean I keep the same make-up and clothing colors but in different styles. It just feels right to change a bit but not the whole way. I jumped into bed after changing and immediately hit something hard. It scared the hell out of me let me tell you because I didn't know if Bella was on a rampage or not. When I flipped over my covers to see the whole bottom sheet, a book was there. I smiled at my own stupidness. It was my diary from long ago. Like I said I didn't take everything, I must've left this behind as well.
I put it on the night stand next to me and re-covered myself. I was just so damn tired, I didn't feel like reading my old thoughts about who hated who, what I did wrong again and what I thought about my old flame. All that teen mushy crap. I didn't need that in my head before I fell to asleep I'll assure you right now.
"Goodnight solitude." I leaned back and fell into what I would call an uneventful sleep. That usually meant that I was re-living a good memory of the past. Like one time I remembered when I joined the X-Men or when we all were the Bayville Sirens, those sort of memories. But the peacefulness didn't last long that night. As soon as my head hit the pillow and my breathing became regular, a sharp pain hit an already sore spot. My heart. It made me ache when I turned over to ease the throbbing but it only made it worse. I couldn't get it. This wasn't pain what I had ever felt before. It wasn't even my pain. What pain would that be anyway? I dealt with my issues but apparently someone else hadn't. But who?
"Alryght who's ever got problem needs t'get it out in the open!" I muttered under my breath. I got up and re-flicked on my lights. The pain was still there but it didn't hurt as badly as when I went to bed, sleeping. I didn't know how I was doing it. Nearly all the time, the other mutants powers that I had already absorbed, I could keep down. It was only under extreme stress or emotions would it come loose. Like with the juggernaut's powers or Logan's healing powers. It came when I wasn't in control and that was always when my emotions were concerned. But now....how?
I needed help, and the one person I could always turn to was the Professor. He took me in when I was younger, helped me with my powers, and trained me. He never judged or took sides. He was always there for me or the others and now was one of those times I needed some wise counsel. I jumped out of bed, opened the door and sighed. It would be to late to talk to him, but ....maybe? He probably already knew that I wanted to talk. Me actually wanting to talk was rare and a special occasion. He'd more than likely rush me in and push me into a seat. I trudged on to find his room. There was about thirty new rooms in his wing but I charged on anyway.
About ten minutes later I discovered the hidden room. Or the Professor's bedroom. The first title gives it a more mysterious quality if I do say so myself. I went up to his room and knocked lightly. It was the way someone who was being forced to talk didn't want to and made sure they didn't have to, so they kept quiet. But the Professor is just about half wolf and answered anyway.
"Rogue? You may come in if you wish." He wasn't pushing. He never had ever pushed me to talk. That's what I loved about him. When I wanted to he was there and when I didn't he wasn't. Perfect timing. I took a deep breath and opened the door to find it completely enlightened. He was already up. Go figure! He was expecting me.
"Ummm.....Professa Ah jus' came t'talk." I really did not want to say a lot. If I did then I wouldn't be able to take any of it back. This thing called for thinking things out before blurting whatever was on my mind. 'Yeah right. He's a telepath. He would already know whatever was on my mind!' I scolded myself. I was right though, he would.... okay I'm officially losing it. I just agreed with myself. I needed major help. Yeah it was a good idea to go to him.
"Yes Rogue? What about?" He came out from the other room which was his walk in closet. He's the owner; of course he has a walk in closet.
"Ah wanted t'know 'bout this pain Ah jus' got. Ah don't know how Ah got it." He looked me over to make sure I was sincere. I'm telling you I was so sincere that I'd gladly give up on of my own hands to prove it!
"This pain? Did you get it when you laid down just now?" Damn the man's a miracle worker. He didn't read my mind; trust me. I'd feel the book flipping even if I allowed him or not. And there was no flipping so I was safe. And he was a miracle worker.
"Yea how'd ya' know?" I had to ask. I mean how did this man know this? Unless it's been happening to him to and that means we have a little ghost running around here, but that is just ..... out of the question. It's got to be one of the people here if he follows my logic behind this guess and check theory.
"Because I too have been feeling it during the night when I fall asleep." Score! I got one! But wait. Who the hell is it then?
"If you feel it an' meh then w'at's goin' on Professa?" Did I just sound so innocent or what? He had that affect on me. He was like my grandfather, and I played the naive granddaughter. We have a game apparently.
"I think it has to do with a resident living here."
"Who? Jean has no problems t'worry 'bout an' then there's ya' here but you feel it as well. Who else is physic?" I was on a roll and if he didn't stop me I was going to fall off the ride.
"Why do you say it's someone who's physic?"
"Because who else would be able t'produce the waves to us all here?" I mean it was common knowledge right? Someone with some kind of mental powers had to be making these images up. I think the Professor of all people would get it. He is telepathic ya' know. All that sleep he's missing is starting to get to him. And frankly his brain is becoming screwed up as we speak.
"Yes I see. Well your right about the eliminations and about it has to be someone with mental capabilities. But you forgot someone." I raised my eyebrow. Who'd I forget? There really wasn't that many residents who could read minds. The whole no sleep thing was really getting to him.
"An' that would be?" I asked still slightly amused that he thought of someone I didn't. I thought I was finally getting science for once in my life. 'Although it makes sense, after they finish grading me on it in school I just realize how to do it.' But an idea struck me. He couldn't mean.....
"Remy LeBeau." Dammit! I just did not feel the pain of someone who I want to cause pain. That would not be fair! I'm suppose to make him suffer and he's suppose to deal with the consequences of hurting the Rogue. It had a circle. Damn karma!
"No it couldn't be him. W'at pain could he possibly have?" This made no sense once so ever. The man hurt me, not the other way around right?
"He has had many troubles in the past Rogue. Namely some that have been caused by your leaving."-I raised my eyebrow once again. I left because of him. I thought that's what he wanted. He proved it by sleeping with Bell didn't he?-"And I know that you left because of him, although I don't know the reasoning behind it. He has these blasts almost every night when his feelings put pressure on himself." His feelings put pressure on him. That's a load of bull right there. He started this battle and now he's putting on the 'I was hurt too' act. Why don't he just blow it out his wind pipe for all I care.
"Your tellin' meh that when he's upset he freaks?"
"I believe so."
"An' it all started when Ah left?"
"That's right."
"He can go jump off a bridge for all Ah care ryght now Professa. He pulled this shit jus' t'get out of this here mess he dragged both of his sorry ass an' Bella's into. There's no way in hell now Ah'm gonna let him get away from hurtin' meh like he did." I placed my hands on my hips and looked at the man before me. He was so wise and old that it mad me feel terrible to take out my anger with him. He didn't deserve this talk. In fact there were two people who should be getting this talk but at the time of night.....I chose not to disturb them. I might of walked in something anyway and then all hell would break loose.
"Rogue...."-he tried to console me.-"Try and take it easy. I understand whatever happened hurt but sometimes there are reasons behind the scenes of what we see." I looked deep into his eyes and saw a flicker. He knew what I was talking about. One of the others must've told him. But why wouldn't he say something to Remy? 'Maybe he already did?'
"Professa you know more than ya' lettin' on don'tcha?" I asked leaning into his sight more. He smiled tiredly at me.
"Rogue I can only tell you that time is something you have to welcome to get to the bottom of this problem." Yeah if that wasn't cryptic enough he just added ten tons to the problem.
"W'at root are ya' talkin' 'bout Professa? Ah know w'at happened an' Ah ain't gonna listen to Gambit's stupid excuses of how he was lonely or he fell hard when he saw her again. Ah wouldn't be able t'handle that." I sighed. I was tired, cranky and talking about a sore subject at night with a guy that reminded me of my grandfather, and we were talking about me being cheated on. I don't know but something tells me that's not a good combo for a woman who's already, going to blow, and going to go into a fit. But I relaxed all the same. Don't know how but I did.
"The root of why it happened and how. If you speak to him or in the very least listen to him, you'll get your answers." I slumped my shoulders at that comment. Everyone wanted me to speak to that dog didn't they? Damn I just cannot get a break no matter how hard I try. But I didn't want to seem ungrateful for the Professor's help so I mustered up so much cheerfulness that it scared me and said:
"Ah'll try Professa." I turned around to the door and walked out the entrance in silence. 'When pigs fly will I talk to him on a friendly bases.' But I wanted the Professor to feel he helped me in some way, which he did. He gave me the answer to my riddle of whose pain was bothering me and he gave me a very cryptic message. That I don't think was intentional but he did it never less. And it was freaky as ever! 'What root problem? Why did he do it besides the reason I came up with?' Men! They were confusing to say the least. It would have been better to know just what I did and not have things added to the pot to make me stop and think. Now I couldn't drain the life forces out of anyone of them until I knew the answer.
"Alryght, Ah'm officially confused an' Ah've been back for not even a day!" I shouted to no one in particular. I was in a part of the mansion that there was no one sleeping so I didn't have to deal with a boot flying at my head like you see on the cartoons when a cat is waking up the neighborhood. I rounded my corner to my room and became so giddy that it was a little scary. I just wanted to sleep. That's all I wanted. Not a cryptic note, a pair of people I should be killing or thinking about logic. The only thing logical in my mind was sleep was needed and that was that. And I got my wish as my head collided with my fluffy fat pillow.
~The next morning~
I awoke to find my drapes pulled back and the white sun in my face. I knew who the culprit was that fooled around with my curtains. Kurt. He always wanted me to enjoy the day more than to resist it, but today I felt I should take him up on his offer. I got up and dressed in a purple halter top with a zip up the front black sweater over it and a pair of black jeans. Yes I wear halter tops, when I can cover up the remaining self being shown. I threw my sneakers on and applied my make-up. I didn't apply to so heavy for now I could somewhat touch and the protection on my face wasn't needed but I still kept it because I'm Rogue. It's just who I am. Did I just sound like one of those people at an AA meeting or what?
I walked downstairs, this time I knew where I was going and I found the kitchen with ease. I was finally getting the hang of this stuff. Or place rather. Funny I lived here before and just now I'm getting it. I walked into the kitchen and I turned right around to leave. Scott, Jean, Kitty, Kurt, and the little boy Danny were in there but so was Gambit and Belladonna. Could I not get away from them or what? They were the red death and I was the human hoist meant to carry the disease. I was almost out the door when Danny came up and grabbed my hand. I was shocked that he did it so easily when yesterday I was looked upon as a danger or a threat.
"Aunt Rogue! You have to eat breakfast with us!" Did he just call me 'Aunt Rogue'? What did his parents give him for breakfast today? And who told him my name. Oh wait I did. Sorry I'm just hostile this morning, don't mind me.
"Ummm .. Sure Danny, why not?" I let him pull me into the kitchen and he left me standing in the middle of the huge room. Bell and Remy were leaning against the counters to my right while Kitty and Kurt were opposite from them. I felt so out of place being watched by them, it irritated me to no end. Danny jumped up to sit next to Jean and Scott. I had to ask them something about the 'Aunt' comment.
"Since when am Ah Aunt Rogue?" I asked the two older members. Jean slightly blushed and Scott looked uncomfortable. Of course they were uncomfortable, I mean not everyone comes up to the hardcore Rogue and calls her Aunt. But I needed an answer just to take my mind off, telling Remy and Bella to go to hell.
"Well....ya' see.. It started with..ummm...." Scott fumbled, he caught the ball but dropped it. He crashed and burned in his response to my direct question. It was Jean's turn to help him out. I mean she was his wife and no offense to Scott and I hope she never reads my mind but she's got my brains, when she wants them that is. Hopefully she could word it properly.
"Well Rogue since you're a member now...again. Danny took upon himself to call you Aunt Rogue like he does with Kitty and Amara and people like that. Don't take it the wrong way." Oh! Now I got it! He just did it out of respect. They could of said that but apparently they didn't want to, or they thought I was going to yell at them, or him, but I wouldn't. He's too cute to be yelled at. Although I would use to say the same thing about Gambit but that's a different story altogether.
"And there's some people that he still won't call aunt...." Scott tried to hide under his breath. I got what he was saying. Danny wouldn't call Belladonna aunt. Ha ha. To say that wasn't funny would be an understatement. I nodded at both remarks and took to finding the coffee pot. Unfortunately for me it was behind Gambit. The bright side no one would get on me for spilling hot liquid all over him. 'I'll just say it was an accident, no biggie.' I went up to Gambit and he looked directly at me. All of a sudden I remembered that striking pain I had last night and what the Professor told me. 'I have to listen to him to know.....nope not happening'
"Move it Cajun, ya' blockin' the coffee." I said coolly and sternly. He had already pissed me off without meaning it today. I didn't have any patience to listen to his candy ass remarks. He needed to move and not to say anything to me. And to my surprise he listened. Give the dog a treat, he just performed his first trick successfully. That was sarcasm I know but it was funny. He moved to the side while pushing Bell in the process, that was a sight for sore eyes and I grabbed a mug of hot black coffee. God caffeine is bliss. I turned to leave and go to my seat when the bitch in heels herself needed to say something to me. Wow how easy would it be just to kick those perfect teeth in huh?
"Rogue you didn't say ya' were sorry? Or excuse me. Now where's your manners?" She was chiding me. She was chiding me? What in her small brain told her that was a good idea? 'Wait I remember now! She has no friggin' brain to censor her poor excuse at an insult.' This girl so needed her ass kicked and yet.....no I take it back she needs her ass kicked.
"Bella you don't have that man' brains do ya' hun?" I gave her fair warning first. I said it sans the words needed but I said it. She'd be sorry for whatever else would come out of that little blonde head of her's. And do I mean little.
"And what's that suppose ta mean river rat?" River Rat? What the hell? Should I just call her a whore and get over it already or play this by ear and have more fun that way? I'll have more fun. I'm gonna be here for a long time and there's no use in using up all my 'beat up' tickets all at once. Plus I want to enjoy this, I did owe her something right?
"It suppose t'mean that for one you don't go and talk to me in the mornin' an' two you don't chastise meh for not saying my pleases an' thank ya'. Okay?" I mean it's suicidal isn't it? She was here when I was younger and yes she did see me when I first would wake up, so it's common knowledge not to mess with the Rogue in the morning. This bitch just did not get it! She needed to go back to school or in her case finally go to school.
"Why you little son of a bitch...."-she raised her hand to me like she was gonna slap me. I stood ready. I wanted her to slap me. Because if Logan ever walked in and saw us fighting or Storm for that matter I have a room full of witnesses to say I wasn't the first to hit, it was her. But the slap didn't come. He hand was held in mid-air and I couldn't see what. I just saw Remy's hand on her wrist...duh! He stopped her. But why?-"Remy doll let me go. I need to teach this girl some manners." She pleaded with him and her eyes turned to me full of hate. Good. I hated her too. It wouldn't be fair to have an enemy that didn't hate you right?
I had just realized how quiet it had gotten in the room. There wasn't any noise, or laughter like there was when I first entered. I glanced back at Kurt and Kitty and they were stone solid. They probably knew I'd kick her ass all over the mansion if she hit me, and they probably wanted to stand ready to break it up at a moments notice. Jean and Scott were silent. Dead silent. Scott looked poised to leap out of the chair and bash Bell's head in. Cool. I mean terrible, terrible. Danny looked at me like he was scared for me. I smiled at him and his shoulders slumped, I had to reassure him that it was ok, although Jean was doing a great job of that.
"Non Bell you need to stop.......now." That was all he said to make her stop squirming and to make her stop flying forward for me. He stopped her from hitting me....but why? God he just added to the pot didn't he? Now I'm officially confused more so than last night.
"Gambit let her go. Ah would more than happily give her a fyght ifin' she's lookin' for one." I stared deep into her eyes and smiled wickedly at her. I couldn't help it. She was so on my nerves at this point, that I had to show my 'distaste' of her somehow. Remy shook his head no. He stood up to me just now. I had one thing to say to that. Bad dog very bad dog!
"Like I said non. I don't want fighting or a screaming match. Just stop." When he said those words I thought I was going to wring his neck. I was looking at the others when I said my statement but after hearing those words I turned back to him. He was looking at Bella when he said it. Not both of us or just me but her. He didn't want her to pick a fight with me. And that would be why? 'He doesn't want his poor Bella to break a fucking nail fighting me 'cause then she wouldn't be perfect anymore. Boo hoo. Cry me a freakin' river already.' I folded my arms looking over at the two. It really did make me sick the way they were together. It stung and made me queasy. Just like that.
"Ah need some air." I left the kitchen forgetting my little piece of heaven behind, my coffee, and took to the roof. It might sound strange but I'd always go up there when life was hellish here. That was pretty often too. I could sit up here and think things through and not worry if my skin would accidentally kick someone in my sleep, if I ever slept walked. I didn't have to worry about my parental issues or even that stupid dumb ass Cajun. I just concentrated on myself and nobody else. It was heaven on Earth. Or so I thought. Ever since he joined he was up here as well. Gambit couldn't just bug me in the house but in my sanctuary too. It was, I guess an unspoken rule of the mouth.
I plopped down on the hard cool tiled roof and breathed deeply. The warm morning air always felt good, to wake up to. It refreshed you, and made you just feel better in general. I sat enjoying the sun still coming overhead with the pinks, purples and oranges in the sky, until I felt something wet. I couldn't of been rain, there wasn't a cloud for miles. Then what hit my hand? I looked down and saw it was a drop of water. But from where? Another fell, and then another and soon I realized it was me. I was crying. Whoa! Something you don't know unless you have proof of it existing huh? I pulled my legs up to my chin and rested my already soaked face on them.
"Why am Ah cryin'?" I asked myself out loud. If someone walked up there, right now they would have thought I was going nuts. It's the first sigh ya' know, talking to one's self. By now I was sobbing. Not to sound weird but it felt good. I didn't shed anymore tears when I left the team, and that was three years plus some. I had to cry. I had to cry for the lost love I once had and I had to cry at the thought I would never love again because of him. I didn't cry for him. I cried for what he did to me. He planted the seed of love in my heart and neglected to take care of it. It wilt and died and now my heart was all used up, there could be no more love grown there. These thoughts circled my mind. But there was something that was itching at the back of my brain. Someone was watching me.
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AN: So how's it doing so far? Good? Bad? What! I need the answers. Thank you for the warm praise and now I will shout out to everyone just for the hell of it!
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