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CHAPTER 5 Remembering
I walked from the shower into my room. God did it feel good to just sit down on my bed and not have to worry about touching people or being self-absorbed into all the personalities in my head. I could just sit and relax. The warmth of my shower was still felt as I curled my legs up underneath my body. I had put on a pair of grey sweat pants and a whit tank top. I didn't feel like being dressed up. I mean all I'm gonna do is lay around in my bedroom and maybe the rest of the house. Well maybe not the rest of the house. The Cajun was on a mission to make me forgive him. Ummm......nope. 'Not gonna happen there buddy boy' I thought
The guy did know how to rub me the wrong way. He's done it most of the time I knew him. He started on bad terms with me, like the going to blow your head off routine which I'm sure won lots of girls over, only I'm not like any other girl. That wasn't turning me on or anything along those lines. And then he kidnaped me. What an asshole. Come on would you take a girl who at the time was untouchable, and one who was part of the x-men and who just pushed her adoptive mother over a cliff? No right? No not the friggin' Cajun. He did that just to get me to help save a father who treated him like a pone in a game. Fatherly love I say.
I was on my big pillows when an idea struck me. My diary was still on the night stand not touched since last night. I picked it up and smiled at it's decor. Dark green with black bows colored all over it. Damn did I go through a phase in my life or what? Granted I still dressed the same and still had the make-up but black and green weren't my only colors now. I admit it I have one long silky lavender and pink dress. I'm ashamed. But I only wore it once and it was for the opening of the night club I work at ok? Nothing more. But it is really nice, only I'd never say that to anyone here. I have a rep as the lone dark gothic type. I'm going to state now I was never gothic, I just preferred the look because it was a way to keep people from me. That's it. If you have to keep someone or people from you, being dark it like a stop sign to them.
So I flipped through my pages of the diary, and what section do I fall on? The day after the kidnaping. Someone up there really has it out for me don't they? This thing, this stupid diary just so happens to land on that entry. Figures! I've never had the best luck. Hell I've never ever had the best of luck in my entire life, and the one time I want to stop thinking and remembering and feeling it blows up in my face. Just great! But my curiosity was on hyper-drive, so I took a chance. After all I really don't remember what I said then.
"W'at the hell huh? Myght as well as have a lil sneak at my old self." I picked the book up and started to read. Honestly I was expecting to see fluff and warm feelings right off the bat but I didn't.
"Dear journal,
Yes I'm still calling it a journal. I can't say diary, that's something Kitty would do. But anyway you really won't believe what happened just yesterday around this time. I was kidnaped! Who'd want to take me is so far over my head, it's scary but they did. Any who Gambit one of Magneto's lackey's took me and he asked for my help to save his adoptive dad. I did, then I found out he was going to use me the entire time. Yeah that pissed me off, but my good side won out as it normally did, and I helped. I think we might be friends or at the very least acquaintances. He's not afraid of me like the other guys around here, and that means something to me. Although it puts me at a disadvantage, 'cause that's what I'm use to doing to people. Oh well, maybe we could be friends. It be real nice."
"Wow! Was Ah pathetic or w'at? Gawd! Why'd Ah ever think of that? Sometimes you've got to wonder 'bout yerself." It was true. I didn't remember feelng so happy someone wasn't afraid of me. Granted Remy never flinched from my touch or anything like that. In fact he desired it more than anything. I think he gets off on the charge of being drained. It's got to be a male thing. I thought about the passage again and re-read it. I couldn't believe how naive I was. He used me and I was fine with it. It was bad to do and had a good reason for doing it but still the way he went about it, was just plain wrong.
"Ah guess Ah have changed through the years." I continued flipping through he pages but my eyes wondered away from me. I looked around my room extremely lost in thought. My eyes finally focused on my big black bear in the corner of my room. I had to smile. The way I obtained that item was funny. I got it on Valentine's day from Kitty. The day before we had a fight, 'Probably something stupid' and to make up for it she gave me the bear. It surprised me that it wasn't white with small pink hearts and a pillow that said 'I love you' on it. Boy was I thankful for that, otherwise that bear would of meant Mr. Garbage can right quick.
Then I stopped thinking and turned toward my door. No one was behind it, because usually Logan's hearing would tip me off, I just was staring at it. I was laying on my bed, in sweats with make-up on, blue this time. Early with the purple staining my hands wasn't fun and it took awhile before it would finally come off in the shower so blue seemed logical. Anyway I felt I don't know compelled to go downstairs. I had a feeling that being in my room would in the end kill me from being board as ever and that there has got to be more action out there somewhere. Even if it means running into Gambit. Hey I could have fun beating him up couldn't I?
I slowly rose from my bed and left my room closing the door quietly behind me. I didn't want Kitty or Kurt or Bobby to run to my room like it astonished them I was leaving it. I wanted to be secretive about it. I have to get my kicks besides throwing the Cajun threw some walls right? Plus I don't think the Professor would like it very much that I was beating up his team members, even if they both are scum. Yeah I'll just make up an excuse while both of Bella and Remy's heads are being smashed into the floor. 'Geez prof I tried to go around them but they just wouldn't move and my fist accidently hit their faces. My oh my did I do that? And that badly? Guess I did huh? Whoops sorry!' I laughed to myself as I walked down the grand staircase.
It was cool now that I could find my way around. Although if I ever had to find Storm or Scott's room I'd probably get lost and die from starvation. Sometimes my mind has an over active imagination. I work with it though. For example at my job Evergreen Palace, I decorated it and gave ideas on how to have the booths or tables. Also I'm the one who gets the band to play. I hope it's doing alright without me. I wasn't the one in charge as in the owner but I'm a second to her. I have to state here and now, my boss Misty Lake it very cool. She's hardly there but she's cool all the same. I had to say it.
I went to the library, and noticed that the place was dead. Not a soul was there on the walls, in the bookcase, hanging from the ceiling or even in the chairs! That wasn't really a surprise. It is a library after all.
"Since when do normal people go t'a library?" I murmured to myself. I made my way to the room next door the Professor's study. I tried to use Jean's sensing abilities but I failed. I have to be feeling a lot of emotions to use a power, and right then I was ampathic to everyone around me. I had cried enough that day thank you very much. I wanted to knock on the door but something told me not to try. If he was in there then I'd have to explain the 'incident' on the roof. And I am not ready for that.
I kept moving. I found myself standing in the entrance to the rec room. I didn't know how I did it but I did. I really must of blanked out somewhere along the line, and I couldn't remember when so I'm screwed in that sense. Kitty and Kurt were arguing over the remote. 'Just like old times' I thought to myself. They really didn't change all that much. Sure Kitty had gotten married and Kurt was starting to get serious with Amanda but that didn't mean they weren't as close as ever. It was a cute reminder that some friends do stay friends through all the battles. Too bad that never happens with me.
"Hey Rogue! Come over here and like help me get the stupid remote back from YOUR brother!" Kitty was hitting Kurt upside the head with a pillow, and he looked more likely to throw the towel in at that rate. I smiled. I plopped down next to Kurt's other side and snatched a pillow from behind and whipped him senseless.
"Hey no fair! How zis this cool man?" Kitty and I stopped looked at each other and continued to pound away on the blue fuzzy dude. He yelped and covered his head with both hands, giving Kitty a shot to grab the remote. With lightening fast reflexes, some I didn't even know she possessed she took the remote and squealed in delight. We stopped the battle and Kurt moaned.
"Vhy did you give vat to her? Now ve're gonna have to vatch....."
"Days of our Lives! Yes! Score!" I smiled sadly at Kurt. When Kitty was watching her soaps, it was an awful sight. I patted him on the back signally my regrets.
"Sorry Kurt. If ya' had said somethin' Ah would've help ya' instead."
"You could have asked!" He sat up straight and looked me dead in the eye. He hated to watch these things. He'd rather take his chances training with Logan in the woods, with no time limit. And trust me that a thing worse than death. It just plain horrible.
"Will the both of you shut up? We're just about to see if they know who the murder is! This is like the most anticipated moment ever!" She jumped in her seat and lean toward the t.v. Me and Kurt looked back at each other and shook our heads. He groaned and slumped back into his spot while my eyes danced around the room. Same old same old. It didn't change except for the occasional new movie or video game. Funny, I don't think anyone had time to play any games. We were and probably still are to busy protecting the innocent from the evil. Sounds fun? Not always. But if you have anger issues, like Logan or Ray, it is one hell of a way to vent.
The segment finally ended to a commercial and Kurt never looked happier. I don't know how he'll survive ever being married to Amanda. She was the one who got Kitty into it to being with back when we were all in school. It'd be a funny site though.
"Thank God vat is finally over!" He raised his arms in the air, waving them crazy like. I didn't have the heart to tell him he had to deal with 45 minutes or more of it. But Kitty did.
"Umm Kurt?"-he nodded-"There's still more to come. The whole thing doesn't like end for another 47 minutes and 23 seconds..24 seconds." He groaned once again and placed a pillow over his face to turn his face form the cruel world, or more likely show. Kitty turned to me.
"Rogue so how you doing?" She looked at me carefully, lie she didn't want to miss anything as to what I would do. Like what my body language would say, or what my eyes would tell, or even what came out of my mouth. I didn't know how to respond. Kurt didn't know, thankfully, and I was almost positive that Kitty hadn't spilled the beans so to say. Kurt couldn't of known, Remy would be dead and buried right now, not getting fixed up in med- lab. I shrugged instead.
"Alryght Ah guess. Not bad but not good either." Kitty nodded and looked over at Kurt eying him too. She looked back at me with a slight twang of pain in her eyes.
"Rogue we both know. About everything and we both.. well.. now understand why you left." Kurt slowly took the pillow off his face and watched me take this new development in. I was shocked. I though Kurt would of been nuts by now, or at the very least tried to kill Remy. Maybe he's become calmer over the three years I was gone.
"Ya' do?"-they nodded in union-"An' t'think Ah thought Kurt would have a cow over something like this here lil mess." I smiled at Kurt and he smirked back. I knew that smirk. It means he did what I thought he wouldn't do; he did it. I could of slapped myself for ever putting that over him.
"Vell funny you should mention vat."-he rubbed the back of his neck all the while Kitty sat smiling next to him-"I kind of did go crazy." I couldn't hold it in any longer. I slapped him upside the head harder than I meant but I didn't feel too bad after I had done it. He deserved that for making me feel like I misjudged him when I knew exactly was going on in that blue fuzzy head of his.
"Rogue don't get too mad. All we did was take a few danger room courses with Gambit as the enemy and that settled all of us totally down. But then we got an idea after we bash poor motorized Remy's head in. We kind of... what's the words I'm looking for Kurt?" She gestured to Kurt and he beamed.
"Ve meddled in your life Rogue and decided to take charge of vis mishap so say hello to operation: get back together!" He waved and smiled in front of me and I wanted nothing more than to hang his head on my wall like a trophy.
"Ya'll did w'at? Did Ah ask for some help? No! Ah didn't! You had no ryght to bring this into your own hands which by the way none of your plans work ryght anyhow! W'at were ya' thinkin'?" They both looked remorseful. But C'mon they had no right to invade into my personal space and screw with it. Sure they could ask questions and maybe give advice if they were lucky not plan a reunion with Gambit! I had half the mind to absorb them and making it so they ever forgot about this. That and putting them into a coma until next Saturday would be kind of cool, only Kitty being in my head isn't a pretty sight. Happened before. Never ever again.
"Rogue we just want you to be happy and to like put this thing behind you. Gambit will be here in like two minutes. Kick, scream, rant, fight whatever just get it out. It'll feel a lot better after it's through." I looked at her in disbelief. But I was to late on the uptake because before my very eyes Kurt teleported both of them to another room leaving me there to deal with the Cajun. Not a nice thing to do let me tell you. I sprang to my feet and ran to the door, but a body block my escape. I cursed under my breath and walked backwards from the man.
I looked him up and down, sizing him up just waiting for the most perfect moment to bite his head off, first chance I got. Gambit walked into the room and closed the door quietly behind him. The one time I didn't want a door on the hinges. Privacy could be abolished right here and now if it would just keep the jackass away from me. He smiled at me slightly, wincing. 'Damn must've given him a one two knocking.' I crossed my arms waiting for his next move.
"Hey Rogue, guess you're really not into a talking mood huh?" He watched for a sign of any kind of emotion but I settled my anger at the pit of my stomach. Hopefully I could end this conversation before the anger grew inside of me. I should be so lucky right?
"W'at was your first guess bayou boy? The fact that Ah'm not exactly fond of you or the fact that ya' just irrate meh to no end?" He nodded taking in my sharp tongued comments. He absorbed them and tried again.
"Listen we didn't get to finish that conversation we had earlier. Maybe we can now?" He looked up at me and had some kind of spark in them. I rolled my eyes still controlling my feelings keeping them in check. Ororo had taught me how to mediate when the psyches were trying to take over. The center calm was what all people need to get before the rest follow pursuit. God did I thank whatever force up there gave me 'Ro to teach me that. It was saving my sanity right then.
"Ah think we settled everything. Ya' slept with Bell, got hypnotized into doing it and being forced t'forget it. Anything else ya' want t'add? Or maybe Ah'm forgetting something. Not like it wouldn't be a blessin' in disguise." I muttered but the Cajun still heard me. His eyes fell to the floor before returning to mine with a fire that spark and grew behind his demon eyes.
"Non Rogue you covered everything. I just want to know if you except the fact it wasn't my doing?" My jaw dropped. He wanted my forgiveness after one day of knowing what happened. The boy had to lose his mind during the time I was gone. Either that or he just drunk his mind away. There could be no way to forgive him right away. Sure he didn't do it intentionally but he did do it. Damn I hate being mixed up in complex problem such as these.
"Gambit.....ya' don' get it do ya'? Ah can't forgive you! Ah told you on the roof and that Ah neva wanted t'see you again, but you keep comin' back like the common cold. Read my lips: Ah want nothing t'do with your lyin', cheatin' ass!" My temper was getting the best of me. And something struck me odd. He face fell and it pained me. A little. Somewhat. Like a tiny bit. Before being here seeing this I would of been so happy to see this happening, but now that I know the whole story, I feel guilty for treating him like this. I couldn't give that away though. I made a big deal about how he was an asshole and that I didn't need him. I couldn't go back on my word now.
"You're right Rogue. It was way too much of me to ask of you right now. I'm sorry all the same though. See ya' around Cherie." He smiled and bowed just like when we first met and walked out of the room leaving the door open. I was stunned to say the least. It took me for a loop at the pain that I heard in his voice. I didn't want him to feel that way. He wasn't suppose to be like this. I wanted him to be heartless and cruel and horrible to me so that I could hate him easier. Because if he didn't I might of felt sorry for my actions. I couldn't deal with everything at once.
The only sucky part, at that moment in time, who should walk in but the bitch in heels herself. The one who caused the whole mess right from the beginning. She seemed sort of pissed. I didn't care why. Actually I wanted to shake hands with whoever got her mad. She stormed up to me, and sneered to my face. I wanted to slap that bleached blonde so badly but I kept myself in check. She couldn't get a rise out of me if I let her.
"Rogue what did you do to Remy? He looks so sad! If you did anything to hurt him I'll...." She trail was cut off by my own voice returning the deadly dark tone.
"Do w'at exactly Bell hun? Scratch my eyes out? Pull my hair? Don' even try t'intimidate meh. Ya' couldn't even ifin' ya' tried." I put my hair on my hips and I could of sworn I heard a cat hiss. 'Great this is sounding like a cat-fight. Wouldn't Bobby enjoy this?' She smiled sweetly. It sickened me, but I digress.
"I could do a whole lot more than intimidate you sweetheart. I'm not only a mutant but a trained assassin there babe. Maybe next time you should consider who your threating hmm?" I rolled my eyes at this comment. She couldn't possibly think that this would work on me? 'If she does she really is a true blonde.'
"Ah know who Ah'm talkin' too, and let's just say my boots aren't shakin'." At that her face turned to a shade of purple I never knew existed. It made her look funnier than before, if possible. She was just about to hit me when I took a swift back step and she hit thin air. 'Finally some action!' I had been ready for this fight for so long, only now was it starting though. But I wanted to take my time with this. I came up with a plan.
"Bell want t'really show meh who's boss?" I put my hands behind my back, holding them there.
"Boy do I ever!" She was hunched over and breathing hard, it reminded me of a certain night, but I really didn't want to relieve that one again. It would of made my stomach into spiting bile. Nasty I know, but the truth. Her hands and arms leaned at her sides. She looked me over as if I would try a sneaky underhand attempt on her. No I didn't need to. She could be fought one hand tied around my back. In fact....no I won't.
"Good then meet meh in the danger room in five minutes, suited up. We have a score to settle." I smiled evilly.
"It'll be my pleasure." And with that we walked to the danger room for the fight of the century.
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AN: And there is the next chapter. I know it's been awhile, but there was so much I wanted to do and I have to cut some of it and then the words wouldn't form in my head. I knew what I wanted I just couldn't form the sentences to tell everyone else. Hope it's ok? Next chapter will have the most wanted fight ever and boy do I have the greatest ROMY scene in my head. With this week off and me not having much of a life, I'll start writing another chappie soon.
P.S: just wanted to ask one little question. I read a story that was updated a month or so back, I wanted to know what happened to make Remy and Storm be together in the comic? If anyone knows inclose a little explanation of it pretty please! Another side note, I'm happy to say I got X-Men stuff for Easter, and God am I happy! Ok that's it I swear!
I'd do shout-outs but I'm lazy and I know everyone wants this chapter now, cuz it's been awhile so I'll just say THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO REVIEWED! I love you people. You are the reason to keep this story going. Love ya's!
~Love and Peace215~
CHAPTER 5 Remembering
I walked from the shower into my room. God did it feel good to just sit down on my bed and not have to worry about touching people or being self-absorbed into all the personalities in my head. I could just sit and relax. The warmth of my shower was still felt as I curled my legs up underneath my body. I had put on a pair of grey sweat pants and a whit tank top. I didn't feel like being dressed up. I mean all I'm gonna do is lay around in my bedroom and maybe the rest of the house. Well maybe not the rest of the house. The Cajun was on a mission to make me forgive him. Ummm......nope. 'Not gonna happen there buddy boy' I thought
The guy did know how to rub me the wrong way. He's done it most of the time I knew him. He started on bad terms with me, like the going to blow your head off routine which I'm sure won lots of girls over, only I'm not like any other girl. That wasn't turning me on or anything along those lines. And then he kidnaped me. What an asshole. Come on would you take a girl who at the time was untouchable, and one who was part of the x-men and who just pushed her adoptive mother over a cliff? No right? No not the friggin' Cajun. He did that just to get me to help save a father who treated him like a pone in a game. Fatherly love I say.
I was on my big pillows when an idea struck me. My diary was still on the night stand not touched since last night. I picked it up and smiled at it's decor. Dark green with black bows colored all over it. Damn did I go through a phase in my life or what? Granted I still dressed the same and still had the make-up but black and green weren't my only colors now. I admit it I have one long silky lavender and pink dress. I'm ashamed. But I only wore it once and it was for the opening of the night club I work at ok? Nothing more. But it is really nice, only I'd never say that to anyone here. I have a rep as the lone dark gothic type. I'm going to state now I was never gothic, I just preferred the look because it was a way to keep people from me. That's it. If you have to keep someone or people from you, being dark it like a stop sign to them.
So I flipped through my pages of the diary, and what section do I fall on? The day after the kidnaping. Someone up there really has it out for me don't they? This thing, this stupid diary just so happens to land on that entry. Figures! I've never had the best luck. Hell I've never ever had the best of luck in my entire life, and the one time I want to stop thinking and remembering and feeling it blows up in my face. Just great! But my curiosity was on hyper-drive, so I took a chance. After all I really don't remember what I said then.
"W'at the hell huh? Myght as well as have a lil sneak at my old self." I picked the book up and started to read. Honestly I was expecting to see fluff and warm feelings right off the bat but I didn't.
"Dear journal,
Yes I'm still calling it a journal. I can't say diary, that's something Kitty would do. But anyway you really won't believe what happened just yesterday around this time. I was kidnaped! Who'd want to take me is so far over my head, it's scary but they did. Any who Gambit one of Magneto's lackey's took me and he asked for my help to save his adoptive dad. I did, then I found out he was going to use me the entire time. Yeah that pissed me off, but my good side won out as it normally did, and I helped. I think we might be friends or at the very least acquaintances. He's not afraid of me like the other guys around here, and that means something to me. Although it puts me at a disadvantage, 'cause that's what I'm use to doing to people. Oh well, maybe we could be friends. It be real nice."
"Wow! Was Ah pathetic or w'at? Gawd! Why'd Ah ever think of that? Sometimes you've got to wonder 'bout yerself." It was true. I didn't remember feelng so happy someone wasn't afraid of me. Granted Remy never flinched from my touch or anything like that. In fact he desired it more than anything. I think he gets off on the charge of being drained. It's got to be a male thing. I thought about the passage again and re-read it. I couldn't believe how naive I was. He used me and I was fine with it. It was bad to do and had a good reason for doing it but still the way he went about it, was just plain wrong.
"Ah guess Ah have changed through the years." I continued flipping through he pages but my eyes wondered away from me. I looked around my room extremely lost in thought. My eyes finally focused on my big black bear in the corner of my room. I had to smile. The way I obtained that item was funny. I got it on Valentine's day from Kitty. The day before we had a fight, 'Probably something stupid' and to make up for it she gave me the bear. It surprised me that it wasn't white with small pink hearts and a pillow that said 'I love you' on it. Boy was I thankful for that, otherwise that bear would of meant Mr. Garbage can right quick.
Then I stopped thinking and turned toward my door. No one was behind it, because usually Logan's hearing would tip me off, I just was staring at it. I was laying on my bed, in sweats with make-up on, blue this time. Early with the purple staining my hands wasn't fun and it took awhile before it would finally come off in the shower so blue seemed logical. Anyway I felt I don't know compelled to go downstairs. I had a feeling that being in my room would in the end kill me from being board as ever and that there has got to be more action out there somewhere. Even if it means running into Gambit. Hey I could have fun beating him up couldn't I?
I slowly rose from my bed and left my room closing the door quietly behind me. I didn't want Kitty or Kurt or Bobby to run to my room like it astonished them I was leaving it. I wanted to be secretive about it. I have to get my kicks besides throwing the Cajun threw some walls right? Plus I don't think the Professor would like it very much that I was beating up his team members, even if they both are scum. Yeah I'll just make up an excuse while both of Bella and Remy's heads are being smashed into the floor. 'Geez prof I tried to go around them but they just wouldn't move and my fist accidently hit their faces. My oh my did I do that? And that badly? Guess I did huh? Whoops sorry!' I laughed to myself as I walked down the grand staircase.
It was cool now that I could find my way around. Although if I ever had to find Storm or Scott's room I'd probably get lost and die from starvation. Sometimes my mind has an over active imagination. I work with it though. For example at my job Evergreen Palace, I decorated it and gave ideas on how to have the booths or tables. Also I'm the one who gets the band to play. I hope it's doing alright without me. I wasn't the one in charge as in the owner but I'm a second to her. I have to state here and now, my boss Misty Lake it very cool. She's hardly there but she's cool all the same. I had to say it.
I went to the library, and noticed that the place was dead. Not a soul was there on the walls, in the bookcase, hanging from the ceiling or even in the chairs! That wasn't really a surprise. It is a library after all.
"Since when do normal people go t'a library?" I murmured to myself. I made my way to the room next door the Professor's study. I tried to use Jean's sensing abilities but I failed. I have to be feeling a lot of emotions to use a power, and right then I was ampathic to everyone around me. I had cried enough that day thank you very much. I wanted to knock on the door but something told me not to try. If he was in there then I'd have to explain the 'incident' on the roof. And I am not ready for that.
I kept moving. I found myself standing in the entrance to the rec room. I didn't know how I did it but I did. I really must of blanked out somewhere along the line, and I couldn't remember when so I'm screwed in that sense. Kitty and Kurt were arguing over the remote. 'Just like old times' I thought to myself. They really didn't change all that much. Sure Kitty had gotten married and Kurt was starting to get serious with Amanda but that didn't mean they weren't as close as ever. It was a cute reminder that some friends do stay friends through all the battles. Too bad that never happens with me.
"Hey Rogue! Come over here and like help me get the stupid remote back from YOUR brother!" Kitty was hitting Kurt upside the head with a pillow, and he looked more likely to throw the towel in at that rate. I smiled. I plopped down next to Kurt's other side and snatched a pillow from behind and whipped him senseless.
"Hey no fair! How zis this cool man?" Kitty and I stopped looked at each other and continued to pound away on the blue fuzzy dude. He yelped and covered his head with both hands, giving Kitty a shot to grab the remote. With lightening fast reflexes, some I didn't even know she possessed she took the remote and squealed in delight. We stopped the battle and Kurt moaned.
"Vhy did you give vat to her? Now ve're gonna have to vatch....."
"Days of our Lives! Yes! Score!" I smiled sadly at Kurt. When Kitty was watching her soaps, it was an awful sight. I patted him on the back signally my regrets.
"Sorry Kurt. If ya' had said somethin' Ah would've help ya' instead."
"You could have asked!" He sat up straight and looked me dead in the eye. He hated to watch these things. He'd rather take his chances training with Logan in the woods, with no time limit. And trust me that a thing worse than death. It just plain horrible.
"Will the both of you shut up? We're just about to see if they know who the murder is! This is like the most anticipated moment ever!" She jumped in her seat and lean toward the t.v. Me and Kurt looked back at each other and shook our heads. He groaned and slumped back into his spot while my eyes danced around the room. Same old same old. It didn't change except for the occasional new movie or video game. Funny, I don't think anyone had time to play any games. We were and probably still are to busy protecting the innocent from the evil. Sounds fun? Not always. But if you have anger issues, like Logan or Ray, it is one hell of a way to vent.
The segment finally ended to a commercial and Kurt never looked happier. I don't know how he'll survive ever being married to Amanda. She was the one who got Kitty into it to being with back when we were all in school. It'd be a funny site though.
"Thank God vat is finally over!" He raised his arms in the air, waving them crazy like. I didn't have the heart to tell him he had to deal with 45 minutes or more of it. But Kitty did.
"Umm Kurt?"-he nodded-"There's still more to come. The whole thing doesn't like end for another 47 minutes and 23 seconds..24 seconds." He groaned once again and placed a pillow over his face to turn his face form the cruel world, or more likely show. Kitty turned to me.
"Rogue so how you doing?" She looked at me carefully, lie she didn't want to miss anything as to what I would do. Like what my body language would say, or what my eyes would tell, or even what came out of my mouth. I didn't know how to respond. Kurt didn't know, thankfully, and I was almost positive that Kitty hadn't spilled the beans so to say. Kurt couldn't of known, Remy would be dead and buried right now, not getting fixed up in med- lab. I shrugged instead.
"Alryght Ah guess. Not bad but not good either." Kitty nodded and looked over at Kurt eying him too. She looked back at me with a slight twang of pain in her eyes.
"Rogue we both know. About everything and we both.. well.. now understand why you left." Kurt slowly took the pillow off his face and watched me take this new development in. I was shocked. I though Kurt would of been nuts by now, or at the very least tried to kill Remy. Maybe he's become calmer over the three years I was gone.
"Ya' do?"-they nodded in union-"An' t'think Ah thought Kurt would have a cow over something like this here lil mess." I smiled at Kurt and he smirked back. I knew that smirk. It means he did what I thought he wouldn't do; he did it. I could of slapped myself for ever putting that over him.
"Vell funny you should mention vat."-he rubbed the back of his neck all the while Kitty sat smiling next to him-"I kind of did go crazy." I couldn't hold it in any longer. I slapped him upside the head harder than I meant but I didn't feel too bad after I had done it. He deserved that for making me feel like I misjudged him when I knew exactly was going on in that blue fuzzy head of his.
"Rogue don't get too mad. All we did was take a few danger room courses with Gambit as the enemy and that settled all of us totally down. But then we got an idea after we bash poor motorized Remy's head in. We kind of... what's the words I'm looking for Kurt?" She gestured to Kurt and he beamed.
"Ve meddled in your life Rogue and decided to take charge of vis mishap so say hello to operation: get back together!" He waved and smiled in front of me and I wanted nothing more than to hang his head on my wall like a trophy.
"Ya'll did w'at? Did Ah ask for some help? No! Ah didn't! You had no ryght to bring this into your own hands which by the way none of your plans work ryght anyhow! W'at were ya' thinkin'?" They both looked remorseful. But C'mon they had no right to invade into my personal space and screw with it. Sure they could ask questions and maybe give advice if they were lucky not plan a reunion with Gambit! I had half the mind to absorb them and making it so they ever forgot about this. That and putting them into a coma until next Saturday would be kind of cool, only Kitty being in my head isn't a pretty sight. Happened before. Never ever again.
"Rogue we just want you to be happy and to like put this thing behind you. Gambit will be here in like two minutes. Kick, scream, rant, fight whatever just get it out. It'll feel a lot better after it's through." I looked at her in disbelief. But I was to late on the uptake because before my very eyes Kurt teleported both of them to another room leaving me there to deal with the Cajun. Not a nice thing to do let me tell you. I sprang to my feet and ran to the door, but a body block my escape. I cursed under my breath and walked backwards from the man.
I looked him up and down, sizing him up just waiting for the most perfect moment to bite his head off, first chance I got. Gambit walked into the room and closed the door quietly behind him. The one time I didn't want a door on the hinges. Privacy could be abolished right here and now if it would just keep the jackass away from me. He smiled at me slightly, wincing. 'Damn must've given him a one two knocking.' I crossed my arms waiting for his next move.
"Hey Rogue, guess you're really not into a talking mood huh?" He watched for a sign of any kind of emotion but I settled my anger at the pit of my stomach. Hopefully I could end this conversation before the anger grew inside of me. I should be so lucky right?
"W'at was your first guess bayou boy? The fact that Ah'm not exactly fond of you or the fact that ya' just irrate meh to no end?" He nodded taking in my sharp tongued comments. He absorbed them and tried again.
"Listen we didn't get to finish that conversation we had earlier. Maybe we can now?" He looked up at me and had some kind of spark in them. I rolled my eyes still controlling my feelings keeping them in check. Ororo had taught me how to mediate when the psyches were trying to take over. The center calm was what all people need to get before the rest follow pursuit. God did I thank whatever force up there gave me 'Ro to teach me that. It was saving my sanity right then.
"Ah think we settled everything. Ya' slept with Bell, got hypnotized into doing it and being forced t'forget it. Anything else ya' want t'add? Or maybe Ah'm forgetting something. Not like it wouldn't be a blessin' in disguise." I muttered but the Cajun still heard me. His eyes fell to the floor before returning to mine with a fire that spark and grew behind his demon eyes.
"Non Rogue you covered everything. I just want to know if you except the fact it wasn't my doing?" My jaw dropped. He wanted my forgiveness after one day of knowing what happened. The boy had to lose his mind during the time I was gone. Either that or he just drunk his mind away. There could be no way to forgive him right away. Sure he didn't do it intentionally but he did do it. Damn I hate being mixed up in complex problem such as these.
"Gambit.....ya' don' get it do ya'? Ah can't forgive you! Ah told you on the roof and that Ah neva wanted t'see you again, but you keep comin' back like the common cold. Read my lips: Ah want nothing t'do with your lyin', cheatin' ass!" My temper was getting the best of me. And something struck me odd. He face fell and it pained me. A little. Somewhat. Like a tiny bit. Before being here seeing this I would of been so happy to see this happening, but now that I know the whole story, I feel guilty for treating him like this. I couldn't give that away though. I made a big deal about how he was an asshole and that I didn't need him. I couldn't go back on my word now.
"You're right Rogue. It was way too much of me to ask of you right now. I'm sorry all the same though. See ya' around Cherie." He smiled and bowed just like when we first met and walked out of the room leaving the door open. I was stunned to say the least. It took me for a loop at the pain that I heard in his voice. I didn't want him to feel that way. He wasn't suppose to be like this. I wanted him to be heartless and cruel and horrible to me so that I could hate him easier. Because if he didn't I might of felt sorry for my actions. I couldn't deal with everything at once.
The only sucky part, at that moment in time, who should walk in but the bitch in heels herself. The one who caused the whole mess right from the beginning. She seemed sort of pissed. I didn't care why. Actually I wanted to shake hands with whoever got her mad. She stormed up to me, and sneered to my face. I wanted to slap that bleached blonde so badly but I kept myself in check. She couldn't get a rise out of me if I let her.
"Rogue what did you do to Remy? He looks so sad! If you did anything to hurt him I'll...." She trail was cut off by my own voice returning the deadly dark tone.
"Do w'at exactly Bell hun? Scratch my eyes out? Pull my hair? Don' even try t'intimidate meh. Ya' couldn't even ifin' ya' tried." I put my hair on my hips and I could of sworn I heard a cat hiss. 'Great this is sounding like a cat-fight. Wouldn't Bobby enjoy this?' She smiled sweetly. It sickened me, but I digress.
"I could do a whole lot more than intimidate you sweetheart. I'm not only a mutant but a trained assassin there babe. Maybe next time you should consider who your threating hmm?" I rolled my eyes at this comment. She couldn't possibly think that this would work on me? 'If she does she really is a true blonde.'
"Ah know who Ah'm talkin' too, and let's just say my boots aren't shakin'." At that her face turned to a shade of purple I never knew existed. It made her look funnier than before, if possible. She was just about to hit me when I took a swift back step and she hit thin air. 'Finally some action!' I had been ready for this fight for so long, only now was it starting though. But I wanted to take my time with this. I came up with a plan.
"Bell want t'really show meh who's boss?" I put my hands behind my back, holding them there.
"Boy do I ever!" She was hunched over and breathing hard, it reminded me of a certain night, but I really didn't want to relieve that one again. It would of made my stomach into spiting bile. Nasty I know, but the truth. Her hands and arms leaned at her sides. She looked me over as if I would try a sneaky underhand attempt on her. No I didn't need to. She could be fought one hand tied around my back. In fact....no I won't.
"Good then meet meh in the danger room in five minutes, suited up. We have a score to settle." I smiled evilly.
"It'll be my pleasure." And with that we walked to the danger room for the fight of the century.
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AN: And there is the next chapter. I know it's been awhile, but there was so much I wanted to do and I have to cut some of it and then the words wouldn't form in my head. I knew what I wanted I just couldn't form the sentences to tell everyone else. Hope it's ok? Next chapter will have the most wanted fight ever and boy do I have the greatest ROMY scene in my head. With this week off and me not having much of a life, I'll start writing another chappie soon.
P.S: just wanted to ask one little question. I read a story that was updated a month or so back, I wanted to know what happened to make Remy and Storm be together in the comic? If anyone knows inclose a little explanation of it pretty please! Another side note, I'm happy to say I got X-Men stuff for Easter, and God am I happy! Ok that's it I swear!
I'd do shout-outs but I'm lazy and I know everyone wants this chapter now, cuz it's been awhile so I'll just say THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO REVIEWED! I love you people. You are the reason to keep this story going. Love ya's!
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