Disclaimer: I don't own Marvel, Rogue, Remy or any other characters here. I only own what I think 'might' go on in her head. I also don't own the poem : 'Perfection' by a fellow classmate Dane Wroblewski.
PERFECTION
In this quiet little town, Free from worry and from war, You couldn't bear to imagine, What lies behind each door.
You see they're not as perfect As they may seem. Here let me show you Exactly what I mean:
There's little Suzy, Look at her, so free. What's wrong with her? She can see neither you nor me.
And Bobby Barker The well known clown But after the fire You only see him frown.
Winona Smith now The 'gossip queen'. She has a child of three And she is seventeen.
"Don't judge a book by it's cover." That's the moral here. Where is this town you ask? Actually it's quite near.
AN: I had to put his poem in here. It's really good...in my opinion at least. He doesn't know I put it up so I give all credit to Dane, he's a poet at heart. His poem goes along with my story on some level. Judging someone before you know the whole truth is what my story is, same with the poem. Hope he's not mad I used it... :grins:
AN2: 110 FREAKIN' REVIEWS?! Holy crap! I'm so.....wow! I'm in awe honestly. I didn't expect to get it past 30, since my idea was not the most widely known about. I love all you guys who reviewed (I'll shout-out at the end, don't worry) because without you I wouldn't keep updating. And I know, more than a month since the last update, but I wrote in my bio that I'd leave my story be for a while because I had finals. Speaking of which I got a 90 on my final for math! YES! I suck at math so it's a big thing for me! Well anyway, I know no one cares about that, so I'll get on to the story....what will happen next?
CHAPTER 9
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—The next morning—
"Oh Rogue......I'm so sorry."
My eyes went wide. My skin crawled and my eyes sprang forth tears. The pain was immense and crushing my chest and it wouldn't stop no matter how hard I tried to suppress the pain. My heart was wenching and being pulled in all sorts of directions. I choked on my own breath in my throat for I couldn't speak or yell out to make it stop. It just hurt, it hurt more than anything else I had felt before in my life.
'What is going on with me?' I thought wildly. I couldn't focus on the stabbing pain because if I did I was sure I'd need up on the floor unconscious from the amounts of heart stomping pain. I grabbed at my chest and raised my knees up still under the covers, to my chin. I tried with all my might to make it end but it wouldn't. I put my head on my knees and wrapped my arms around my them, as I cried. I cried because of the pain. I cried because I could feel the regret and guilt of another for something so stupid that they had done. I cried because I was more confused then, than I was when I first developed my powers, and let me tell you I was screwed up big time during then.
I continued to pour out my chest hoping to drain away the feelings of Gambit, because right then I had nothing better to do. I couldn't talk to him, that would mean I'd have to moved, and I couldn't for the life of me bring myself to stand without the doubt I'd fall over. I put my hands to my head and tried some techniques that the professor had taught me, to regain control over the psyches if and when they became a burden. I breathed, closed my eyes and relaxed pushing the negative thoughts away and letting them come to me coherently, so I could understand what was happening. What I heard astounded me.
'What am I going to do? That didn't mean anything to me! That wasn't supposed to happen?! I want to be with......but she said no. I shouldn't feel horrible...I'm a free man! I can't worry about someone who doesn't love me nor like me for that effect! Oh God! What am I going to do!' My eyes snapped open. I looked around and felt the few extra tears slide down my cheeks.
"Remy..." I whispered to myself. He was truly and utterly upset over that. But how could he feel so strongly that he had done something wrong when he didn't? I mean I didn't think he did anything wrong. It's Remy for God's sake! He always used to do this! Then why did I feel like I wanted to hug him until the air was squeezed out of his whole body?
"Alryght officially confused! W'at the hell man?!" I shouted to my empty room. I pile-drove my hands into the sheets, slamming them repeatedly 'til I didn't have any steam left in me. I rubbed my heart. It ached with pain and I thought I had a bruise there for sure. I looked around once more before getting up, with the help of the bedpost for support. I walked over to my bathroom and got ready for a shower. When the warm water hit me, I felt so happy it was amazing. I was calm and feeling serene and then I remembered something: 'Ororo must feel like this all the time. What a way to be...'. Granted I loved that feeling of being in control and harmonized but I liked my periods of fieriness. That's what made me, me.
I looked down at my wound and saw that it was all healed. 'Well Damn Hank!' I thought happily. I touched it gingerly and it still ached but I rather have that then a bleeding gash. I got out after washing, and quickly made my way to get dress. I pulled on a white 3/4 sleeved sweater and a pair of black jeans. I threw my low heeled boots on and began to comb my hair, when a knock sounded at my door.
Knock-knock
I raised an eyebrow and went to open the door. I couldn't yell, 'come in', the place was sound proofed after all. I opened it and saw nobody there. Then I got that strange feeling I was missing something, and I looked down. There was Danny looking up to me with his mother's eyes. I always thought Jean had really pretty eyes, but I would never tell her that, it'd boast her ego more than it was during her high school golden years. I gave him a small soft smile and his face lit up which caught me off guard. Normally I didn't stir that big of a reaction from a little smile. He began to speak.
"Aunt Rogue....are you coming down for breakfast?" I looked at him and realized how much I hadn't eaten lately. Last meal was probably breakfast and even then I couldn't stomach seeing Bell there.
"Why do ya' ask?" It was simple enough. I'm not a real morning person; and that's putting it lightly. He looked around shyly. 'He inherited that from his father, never could look me in the eye.' I thought and smiled more of my crush on Scott Summers. That was a innocent time ... compared to now.
"Because you didn't eat lunch with us or dinner and I know you haven't been feeling the best because I heard the fight you and Uncle Remy had on the roof and.." I cut him off.
"Uncle Remy? When did ya' start callin' 'im that?" I wanted to laugh at the name for Gambit. It made him seem more domestic than the way I know him, freedom and independence describe Remy, not domestic.
"Ever since I was born duh! But yeah...so are you coming down?" I gave him a warm smile and nodded.
"Sure thing kid, just give meh a few more minutes t'get ready, okay?" He nodded enthusiastically. I led him in my room, leaving the door open, knowing it was too early to have anyone come in to bug me. Even now a grown adult and I still hate having people in my room. I like privacy, sue me. He stood next to my vanity as I combed my hair some more. I watched him out the corners of my eyes as he looked at all my cosmetics.
"Mommy doesn't have this many..."He trailed off as he looked at all of them. I shrugged.
"Your mommy has neva really worn make-up b'fore kid. An' Ah don't eva see that happenin' eitha." He nodded and I began to put my own make-up on. He studied me for a few seconds before his attention span ran out and he looked down. Right into the garbage can. His eyes widened and then he looked at me. He didn't know I was watching him the whole time and I shrugged rubbing my lips together with the blue lipstick now on it. I had already down my eyes in a navy blue and I couldn't forget my creamy powder. He bent down and picked out the card and looked at it.
"Why did you throw this out Aunt Rogue?" I didn't know what exactly what to say. Do I tell him that I threw it out because I wanted to start a new life without Gambit in it or I got rid of it because of all the good memories attached to it that always seemed to bring me back feelings. 'Did I just....no I got rid of it to start over. Not because I had lingering emotions attached to it. It's just a stupid card!' I blinked and came back ut of it to see his eyes burning a hole through me. I sighed.
"Ah just did kid. That's all." He looked slightly hurt, maybe taken back a bit from the coldness in my voice, but I really couldn't help it. I felt so hard and cold like ice....I felt something cold in my hand. I looked down to see what I was hanging on to. My hand that was resting on the vanity had made a small patch of ice on it, freezing the vanity. I silently cursed myself. 'Dammit Bobby!' Danny placed the card back into the trash can and looked back up to me smiling. 'Okay he can get over moods just as fast as Jean can...not a good thing.'
"So can we go now?" He asked and I obliged meekly. He took my hand and led me down the hallway. I might have gotten control, to a certain degree for sometime now but I could never get over the fact at how much a simple touch was like a new experience to have. I loved it.
We got to the stairs and I saw a piece of brown article 'flapping up and down' out the front door. I pulled Danny down to the top of the stairs and we sat there just, sitting. I leaned forward trying to get a good look as to what he was doing, although it didn't surprise me that I saw a puff of smoke shortly after getting a glimpse of the back of his legs. I watched intently still trying to see what else he was doing or with who he was with but I saw none. Danny stood up and grabbed me by the arm, completely shocking me that I wasn't alone on the top of the stairs being nosey. He kept pulling on me.
"C'mon Aunt Rogue! We have to get some breakfast before Uncle Kurt eats it all! You know he would, he IS your brother after all." I laughed at the comment. I let him pull me up and he dragged me down to the kitchen. I kept looking over my shoulder to see, inconspicuously of course so I wouldn't get caught but atlas I couldn't see anymore. Danny has a pair of strong legs on him. 'Must take after Scott in strength department.' I thought.
Not more than two minutes later we're inside the kitchen where a few others of the x-team were eating. Kitty and Piotr were seated next to each other in the table like booth we had installed after the first attack on the house. The one where my darling mother blew our home up, yeah that one. Jean and Scott sat across from them in regular chairs with one opened in between them. Danny ran to take that seat and Jean patted his head as Scott smiled. I walked over to the coffee pot and poured myself a cup of pure black coffee. I always need the caffeine in the mornings. I am not a people person without it, if ever.
I jumped up next to it, on the counter and nobody payed me any heed. I sat there enjoying the small chit-chat around me and the calmness that coffee could bestow upon me. 'Never knew this stuff had that big of an impact on people. Maybe this is the real drug coming out of the south Americas countries?' I amused myself with the question. I leaned against the overhead counters and closed my eyes until Jean had to talk to me.
"So Rogue how you doing back here?" I opened one eye and looked at her. She slapped her forehead and went back to eating her eggs and toast. I re-closed my eye and relaxed once again. She knew not to talk to me. All of them did. Hell the Prof knew not to talk to me in the morning. Yet her blonde side got to her, and she spoke. Jean needed to come out of the closet and admit it that she was a blonde before a red head, because nobody can have that vibrant of hair.
'I wonder where everyone else is..' My thoughts were interrupted by someone's stomping into the kitchen. I opened my eyes and got my back off the overhead counters. It was Remy. He looked pissed, and it's a scary thing to see him like that. Everyone else quieted down, and I looked over at them. Petey and Kitty were holding hands, I smiled slightly, and Jean was helping with Danny. Scott looked ready to strangle the Cajun. Not that I could blame him, but I didn't think the Cajun had time to piss Scott off yet, but then again I could be wrong.
Remy walked over to the fridge which was diagonal to me and whipped open the door. He grabbed a counter of orange juice and slammed the door closed knocking one of the magnets off and sliding across the room hiding underneath the stove. Remy stood there drinking the orange juice still staring at the fridge and not facing anyone in the room. I quickly glanced over at Scott to see what his course of action would be. Unfortunately not the good one. He got up and walked over to Gambit.
"Gambit what the hell is wrong with you?" Scott yelled more than asked. Remy turned to face him and you could tell that he was beyond angry at this point even with the glasses on. He actually growled out his response to Scott.
"I'm getting something to eat, is that alright wit' ya' Cyke? Or would you like to continue to rant at me for slamming the door?" Yup he was pissed. I felt torn, I didn't know whether I should break up the fight or let them handle it like civilized men. 'Since when has Scott and Remy been anything but civilized?' My little voice was right, again. I jumped off the counters and stepped forward to the feuding duo, when Scott raised his hand to stop me. Do I look like a dog to you?
"Actually I wasn't talking about the fridge Remy. I was wondering why you had a blonde woman leave at about six this morning. Did you forget about your duties or how you really feel about certain people here?" Remy swallowed and clenched his jaw, you could see his jaw muscles tighten considerably.
"That's none of your business Cyke, so drop it." He whispered deadly low between his teeth. Scott knew he hit a weak spot for Remy, everyone knew it. But I guess Scott was enjoying this too much not to continue on with the blows to the man's pride. I heard Kitty clear her throat, reminding the men that Danny was in the room probably, but you know guys. Once they start a fight they can't back down from it.
"None of my business huh? How so Remy? I'm the field leader of this team, and like it or not you have to answer at least some of my questions. Now what the hell was that blonde girl doing here?" Scott crossed his arms and Remy put the orange juice container down calmly. Too calmly for my tastes. When someone is that mad, they don't do anything calmly, unless they're Storm or the Professor even, but not Remy.
"I think it's obvious." Kitty whispered but the adults in the room could hear her perfectly. I glanced at her and she lowered her head in shame, and I watched Danny sit there happily eating his cereal. 'Must be an everyday thing around here if he isn't upset over it. Wonder why Kit got upset after I looked over at her?' I asked myself. I really didn't know the answer. As if to answer my prayer Jean entered my mind.
:She didn't want to upset you Rogue. She knew it was a bad thing to hear that your former love slept with someone else.: I looked her in the eyes to reply with.
:First off Red I hate it when you enter my mind automatically. Secondly why would she be so ashamed at stating the only reasonable thing. It doesn't hurt me.: I might have been lying, I couldn't tell. This was a subject that involved me and I didn't know the right way to go about it or how to deal with it.
:Rogue, we know you still have a thing for Remy. It's just Kitty being your best friend would make sense that she didn't say it to get you mad, pissed or even sad over the circumstances.: I flicked her off. Danny didn't see, and Piotr smiled over at me. Ever since Kitty and him got married he and I have been on the same wavelengths. Kind of like a big brother, little sister relationship.
:Jean, that's a bunch of bull. I don't feel anything for Remy, never did never will.:
:Whatever you say Rogue. Just don't deny it for too long. You might not be able to get him back.: I growled underneath my breath, a little something Wolverine taught me. Or something I absorbed from him, couldn't be too sure to say.
"She came because she did Cyclops. Do you really want the details?" Remy's voice brought me out of the daze that Jean and I had created. Scott scoffed at Remy's smart-ass remark, but Scott didn't back down. He, I could tell, wanted to get Remy to admit what he had done to me. Scott might have tendencies to be an overprotective older brother, like many guys here, to me and now more than ever, he is really showing it. 'Do I look defenseless that all the guys want to protect me or is this just a family thing?' I pondered. It was true. Many guys always felt compelled to help me whenever possible. That just made me more determined to leave and to be really independent from then on. I know when I was younger having Mystique s a mom then finding out a lot of things about myself put a strain on me, but c'mon! Not everyone needs to come rescue me when I get hurt. I like doing things on my own. It just proves the only ones you can count on is yourself and nobody else.
"Actually Remy I do. I want the details. I want to know what time you left, why, and when you came back with a drunk whore on your arm." Remy stepped forward to Scott and had his hands closed tightly together, at his sides. But the timing for the whole moment must have been the work of fate. Hank came walking in, in all his blue and furry-ness, with a clipboard in hand. He stopped in his tracks when he saw the two male mutants six inches away from each other, saw me standing behind both of them and he had to have seen the looks on Jean, Kitty, and Petey in the back. He must have felt the tension too, for he smiled and walked in bright and cheery as ever.
"Ah, my fellow teammates. I come bearing news." I don't think anyone was really listening to him, just watching his moth move, we were that deaf. Scott broke what looked like eye contact with Remy and looked over at Hank. Beast might have been considerably older than Scott but Cyke was the leader, as his pride wouldn't let him forget. He held a higher standing than Hank did, although in my book any day Hank is a much better person than Scott. I mean who do you think taught Scott everything he knows?
"What's up Dr. McCoy?" I could hear the turning of everyone's attention to him. They stared at him, they must've. I could feel the looks that their eyes were giving him. It made me uncomfortable. 'Just imagine how Hank feels!' Wow did my voice have the right idea. He slightly blushed with the attention he was given but he quickly overcame it, as he always did.
"I have news about Belladonna. You all know she was in the medical lab don't you?" I ducked my head as I felt their eyes turn toward me, and focused on the back of my back. Hank winked at me when I glanced up and I gave him a scowl for mentioning that. He smiled showing his fangs that might have scared away any other human being but living here for two years then leaving for three and coming back now, you get used to it.
"No I didn't know that. What happened to her?" Scott tried to ask like a good team captain, but he sucked with the acting gig. I remember the play, we had to do for English class. 'You are like an angel Kate.' My mind repeated to me. I've never forgotten that sentence only because it made me feel like someone was paying me close-ness, I guess it's called. They were talking to me, listening to me, and that's when the crush I had formed for Scott came into play. Of course I got over it in high school when he and Mrs. Perfect got together, but hey every girl will remember her fist crush, no matter how long ago it is.
"Well she had danger session with Rogue over there and it didn't come out to her side I suppose. But anyhow, she is doing rather well. But...." Kitty pooped her head into it now.
"But what?" Hanks looked over to Remy then back to Kitty. He sighed and responded with:
"She is in a coma my fair Katherine. And I don't know when she'll come out of it. It can be anywhere from a few minutes to a year. It's all up to her mind's will to bring her out of it." I looked behind me to see the other's faces. Jean looked delighted, which caught me off guard, Danny didn't seemed at all interested in the conversation and Kitty smiled but then hid it. It came back, but again was hidden. Petey rolled his eyes at Kitty's losing battle with her emotions, and he looked over at me. His eyes glistened in the light as his face slowly crept into a smile. It made me proud that Petey Pureheart approved of my antics even if they were....extreme. I saw Scott's face remain unchanged and Remy's too for that matter. What a difference a few days make.
"Thanks Hank. Is there anything you could possibly do for her?" Hank shook his head.
"No Scott I'm sorry. I did everything in th book and more to help but I cannot. I must go and tell the professor of what has happened, good bye everyone." Once again being the cheerful fellow he was left with a smile on his face. Kitty started to laugh.
"YES!"-she looked around at everyone's faces-"What? What happened? What I do?" Although I agreed with Kitty, I wanted to do an Irish gig on top of the table and throw confetti on to every known surface in the entire household. But I could see the other's point of view, to a center degree. They thought low of Bella, but even if she is my mortal enemy they couldn't speak ill of the recently-coman-like person in the med lab downstairs now could they? Scott went back to his screaming match with Remy. Or would it be a fight of the testosterone?
"So how about it Remy? Why'd ya' do it?" Remy's face grew grim and I could almost swear that I saw his eyes burn behind his sunglasses. He tilted his head in my direction nodded that way to me as well. Scott looked over to me and then back to Remy confused. In complete truthfulness I was too.
"Why don't ya' ask 'er ova dere. Bet she knows all the nooks and crannies of what went on." I blinked, and then again until I realized what was going on. He was talking about what our agreement was last night. 'This should be fun.' I thought.
"Meh? Why meh? This ain't my fyght, it's your guys." I folded my arms and Scott nodded agreeing with me fully. Remy snorted.
"It was your idea chere. You said no more tryin' and dats why ya' got. I'm goin'." He spun around and left through the door with a deafening silence following behind him. Scott turned to face me now, I was in the hot seat today. He glared more out of aggravation from Remy than actual anger from me. Besides I didn't do anything to make him mad.....yet.
"What's he talking about Rogue? Why is it your fault?" I shrugged and looked away from him. It's like getting caught with your hand in the cookie jar. They know you did something, and so do you, they just want you to admit it first. 'But I'll be damned if I tell them anything about my own personal life. 'Specially since I've been back for what three days now?'
"Don' know Scott. Ah really don'. Maybe he's jus' blowin' off some steam from your fyght?" I tried my hardest not to scream at Scott. The boy had a way for either making me feel proud to have him part of the family, or to strangle him. There was no in between, just one side or the other. But he didn't catch on and the next thing out of the mouth made me want to scream.
"Maybe. But we won't know what really is bugging him unless you go talk to him." My face dropped and I went into hyper drive, brain wise. I couldn't talk to him, alone, not yet. Why did everything work out to be me and him talking something out? And why was it that every single freakin' person in this house wanted us to talk?'I'm just waiting for Storm to come around the corner and to say I should pat Remy n the back and forgive him. That'll be that day.' I thought bitterly.
"Why meh? Did y'all not get the memo that Ah don' lyke him anymore or w'at? 'S not fair to put meh up there wit' him an' expect meh t'live through the damn thing!" I shouted...loudly. Scott shrugged and said:
"It either you or me and right now you have a better shot at calming him down than me. I am the reason who pissed him off to begin with." I jumped in now.
"Exactly! You made the mess so now ya' hafta clean it up!" He smiled at me.
"No Rogue I can't. Just go up there, you don't have to go up there more than a few minutes and talk him down. By then I'm sure we'll all be more calm and be able to talk this out." I frowned at him and then 'accidentally' flicked him off as well.
"Fyne, but ya' own meh big tyme for this Mr. Summers." He walked behind me and pushed me to the door. I was pushing against him the whole way there, but three years makes a difference in strength. 'Just let me get in touch with Beast's strength and then we'll se whose pushing who around.' I mentally laughed. I got tossed out the kitchen door and into the hallway. I grumbled a few choice words under my breath and headed for the roof. If I knew Remy, then he would be there.
—The roof top—
I was standing in front of the door with my back leaning against the wood type door. It was a warm morning, the birds were chirping, the sun was shining and a not so morning person like me would have stuck their finger down their throat. Me grumpy? Not in the least bit. Okay, maybe a little. I didn't want to talk to him, I didn't want to see him, and I didn't want to be within the same room as the dumbass but I was and it sickened me to death.
He was in the same spot that he was in the night before. Only this time no cigarette in his mouth for me to start a small chit-chat over. I gathered whatever of my strength and dignity I had left in me and walked over to Remy, which is a mighty big thing to do. First the walking over to Gambit and then there was the whole dignity thing. We X-Men don't have much of that, we have Bobby as a member, and Scott as a leader, no dignity left at all. I got up right next to him and he ignored me, as usual. I wasn't going to play around this today. I stepped in front of him, and blocked his sight from over the roof on to the grounds below. He met eye contact with me and I stood tall not wanting to give him the upper hand in ths conversation like last night. He started it off.
"What do ya' want Rogue? I'm trying to relax and think up here, and then here you come. You're the last person I expected to see." I rolled the statement in my head over a few times to get all the emotions from it. For some unknown reason to me, I couldn't feel him now. He was completely drained of energy and emotions to deal with me today, so this time I would get all I could out of the argument, I mean conversation.
"Scott sent meh up here t'see w'at's wrong wit' ya. So let meh be more direct: W'at's wrong wit' you?" I asked folding my arms over my chest. He gave in easier than I thought he would.
"You're what's wrong with me Rogue. You and they way you are, how you act, what you smell like and how you taste. It's still in my head Rogue and driving me insane to know that I'll never get that chance again. All because of something so stupid I did." I nodded.
"Twice actually." I had to be somewhat unaffected by this, or look like it. I didn't think he was going to say something like that to me but he did and now, my feelings were...jumbled up more.
"Yeah, twice. I just fuck things up pretty badly around here don't I?" I fought back the urge to smile at him. He was defeated and weak and tired and I liked to see him this way It made me feel as if he wasn't more than human; that even he would be vulnerable at one point or another. I sighed.
"Remy everyone screws things up every once and a blue moon. But ya' hafta tell me why you're beating yaself up ova this mess. You didn't do anything wrong, that Ah can see." He sat down on the roof tiles and I followed pursuit next to him on the left. He blew some bangs out of his face, as I watched him.
"I did nothing wrong huh?"-I nodded, urging him on-"Then why do I feel as if I betrayed you?" My throat closed up. I looked out on to the sky and all I could think was: 'He's sorry.' It's not much to think but it did mean a lot for me to think that he could even comprehend want 'to be sorry' was all about.
"Ah...Remy?"
"Oui?"
"Are you sorry for everything you've done? Or is this jus' an attempt to get laid?" He chuckled at my question. Though it was funny, I meant every word of it.
"You can still feel meh?" He nodded and looked out on to the grounds thinking of his answer.
"Oui, chere. The highlights of my life are when we kiss, nothing else." I felt happy to know this but also utterly sad.
"Remy, that kiss was a mistake. We shouldn't have done it, yet we did." He spun to me and made me slightly go backwards from the unsuspected turn.
"Chere you can't tell me, you're still upset over the Bella situation?! I know an apology isn't the best way to make it up, but trust me I can make it up to you by so much more. Just give me a chance Rogue. I mean it." I could feel the tears come into my eyes, but they stayed put there; they didn't fall nor would they. I was done crying over this man.
"Ah'm not still mad ova it Remy. I'm jus' confused 'sall. Ah don' know if w'at your sayin' is true, or if your lyin' t'meh. Ah don' know if Ah could control myself around ya' wit' all these gifts Ah have now, or if Ah'll kill ya' in your sleep. Ah don' want t'take that chance. Ah can't take that chance Remy. Ah won't." I whispered all the time, while my emotions played off into the words. They came from the soul and I don't think I could have meant it anymore. Remy's face didn't change, he looked more determined now than before.
"I'll take the chance Rogue for both of us. I just want to feel you in my arms again like before." I shook my head.
"Remy, Ah've changed. Not only power wise, or being a bit softer on people, but Ah've seen more than Ah'd lyke ta. Ah've been through more than most people would have in their whole lives. We can't be lyke the way we were, because of that and of all the obstacles in our way. Ah'm tried of jumping hurdles jus' t'be wit' ya'. Maybe we ain't supposed ta be together."Remy took my hand and squeezed it, tightly not wanting to let go.
"Girl listen to me. We have hurdles, just like any other relationship. But we'll work through them, we did before and we can again. Don't give up on us Rogue." I looked down at our hands that were clasped together and sighed.
"Ah can't bring myself to do it again Remy. Your supposed to learn from the past, not t'repeat it. Ah don' want t'work to be together or t'fyght everyone that objects, and ya' know there's a bunch o'them. Ah am so sorry Remy, but my deeds in the past, my powers and my fears will not let meh be wit' ya." I got up from my spot there next to him and dropped his hand. I walked to the door and opened it. I felt a strong voice in my head say: 'I'm not giving up, and neither should you Rogue.' I turned to Remy who was watching me the whole way. He projected his thoughts to me, so I returned the message. 'Maybe you should.'
—Three weeks later—
We were all sitting around in the rec room. Bobby and Jubes were entertaining Danny with a colorful light and ice show. Kurt was hanging upside down from the ceiling talking with Tabby and Sam. Kitty, Jean and their husbands were all playing a game, something about trivia of the ancient past, while Hank and Storm sat watching their weird outbursts at each other. I was in the corner reading, and Remy was on the other side of the room staring in and out of space. During those three weeks nothing interesting happened. I made it clear not to talk about Remy to anyone or about him to me, and I avoided him the entire time. It wasn't too, hard really, I stayed in my room the whole time and used Kitty's power, if I could activate it to phase down to get some food. The only reason I was down now was because Danny wanted me around. He's grown on me.
Remy did make up his mind about one thing though. He was going to try and set things right with me. Although I wanted no part of it, he still wanted to. And also in those three weeks, I talked with the Professor many a times. He knows I have more to my past that meets the eye, but for now it's staying under wraps in my head where no one can get to it. And the last thing that went on during those three weeks was the fact that no mattered where I went when I left my room for short periods was everyone wanted me to talk to Remy. Was there something there that I wasn't getting? He wants to date me again. That's fine and dandy, ain't gonna happen but that's fine. Why, I have no idea....but I really am missing something.
:Senior team come to my office immediately.: The professor's voice ranged out in our heads. I got up along with, Scott, Jean, Kitty, Hank, Storm Gambit and Kurt. Petey stayed still. Before I left I went over to him.
"Petey why ain't ya' comin?" I asked. Piotr was on the senior team and Bobby along with Sam, Tabby and Jubes were training to come on. He shrugged slightly.
"Zomeone needs to watzhed them da?" I nodded as he jerked a thumb over to the four other mutants that played with Danny. I followed the team to the Professor's office where our mission awaited us.
AN: So sorry again it took forever to get up. It's a bit longer than normal chapters so I hope that's fine with everyone, although I'm sure it is. And for future reference: Rogue forgot about Remy's line in the seventh chapter, he couldn't stop loving her. She was too distressed to hear it, so that's a little of foreshadowing for you. I think this chapter really did suck, but you guys be the critic and tell me what to do next. Or how I'm doing either one!
SHOUT-OUTS!
Charice: I'm so sorry it took so long to get this up! And the other review did it's job, not as fast as you'd like it huh? Well to make for it, I dedicate this chapter to you. Hopefully now you won't kill me for the wait. Thanks a bunch!
Fissie: Still good? That means a lot to me coming from you! Thanks for reviewing...and wheres the rest of your stories. I'm biting my nails to read your's. Thank you for the review! Huggles to you!
SickMindedSucker: I couldn't make them all mushy now could I? It's be ... a chick flick for lack of a better name for it. Thank you for the reviews and I am so glad to get those kinds of responses out of my readers. You're so cool! Have a cookie, I bought 'em for ya'!
Lady F: You hit the nail on the head hun! I wasn't putting this story up just for the sake of a Romy, although I love those. I put it up to be inside a really liked character that is extremely hard to pin-point down, and how things effect her. I'm so pleased you feel honored. You should! You are one of my fave reviewers and I hope I didn't disappoint this time either with the chapter. Gold medal to you!
RoguesHeart: Thanks for the cookie. It was tasty and made me sugar high to finish this chapter faster than I thought although it was slow to you guys. Don't cry! Be happy! I got the chapter up and you get your name up here so, be all smiles! Love the name by the way! Thanks!
Ish: I sorry this took long to get up. I'm saying that a lot lately. Yeah I loved her kicking the stalker out, it was my favorite part of that chapter. I know I should have made her more feeling toward Remy, but I want her to act like she's in denial more, so she thinks she is just attracted to him and nothing more. When we all know it's much, much more. Thank you for the review and I have to say, I can't wait for your story to come out. It's like the Spider-man 2 fic everyone's waiting for. Much anticipated fic of evo! Thank you!
Evosmylife: Im not that evil...I explained some stuff right? Alright so I am evil I guess, but it's fun to be bad. Glad you liked the whole, in your face deal! I had to make her do it, otherwise the story just would be too complicated more so than now.....freaky stuff huh? Hoped you enjoyed it, you get a nice scented candle: of Remy's cologne. You did say he is a sexy moron right? :smiles: I agree!
Aro: You read my story?! Holy flying ducks! That's sooo great! Now that you read, you can tell me how to improve right? You're such a good author and thank you for reviewing AND putting my on your favorite's list! Much love to you! Thanks!
Silver Ink: You have given me the greatest idea ever! I'm gonna torture them without a doubt! Please put them together already? They haven't been through half the stuff I want t put into this story yet! Wonderful-ness that you reviewed! Here have a cookie!
And to everyone else I love you to death! My ego is much bigger now than ever, so it's all your faults! Now I will leave and let you review because you have to pop my big head now...try not to! I need it for school next year! Happy Summer times to all!
Love and Peace215:::