Chapter 11

Remy sat by the lake running through the events of the last hour in his head. He had never meant to hurt her. He loved her but she had got some stupid memories. Sure he had liked Bella, he had married her hadn't he, but it was nothing compared to the way he felt about Rogue. And he hadn't been able to tell her that. He sat there beating himself up about what had happened. He hated Bella now. So why had Rogue got memories about her from him? He had to make things better between them; he didn't think he could stand it if Rogue was so angry with him. He pulled himself up and headed towards the bike.

He was walking through the wood when he was suddenly jumped on from behind. He fell onto the floor on his face with a large weight on his back.

"Your gonna pay bub." Snarled an unmistakeable voice. Remy froze; the Wolverine had obviously seen Rogue and knew what had happened. Remy moved and managed to throw the smaller man off of his back and climbed to his feet. He looked to where Wolverine had landed and saw that he was joined by Scoot/Cyclops and Kurt/Nightcrawler. He backed away putting a decent distance between him and them so he could react to an attack.

"What dis be about mon amis?" Remy asked stalling for time.

"You know perfectly well what its about bub! You hurt Stripes and now we're gonna kill you!" Wolverine snarled.

"Rogue came home very upset and blew some stuff up. Kitty told us vhat had happened. Rogue hates you. She never vants to see you again." Kurt said his voice as cold as steel. This made Remy blink. He was hated. She never wanted to see him again.

"Remy not gonna believe that until he hears it from Rogue herself." He said stubbornly.

"Well that's what Kitty told us and she weren't lying, I could smell it. And my nose never lies." Wolverine spat out. Remy felt his heart begin to break. He knew that Wolverine nose could smell that and it almost never lied. He started to back away through the woods to where he had parked his bike, keeping the three x-men all in view.

"Well as Remy said, he ain't gonna believe that unless it be from Rogue." And with that he turned and ran to his bike. He jumped onto it and sped off in the direction of the institute before the three x-men could reach him.

Remy reached the institute in record time and promptly climbed over the wall. He wove his way over the grounds avoiding all of the defences. He had one target in mind and he wasn't going to stop until he got there. He made his way round to Rogues room and climbed up onto the balcony. He approached the sliding doors slowly and peered in. he saw a darkened room and he stared hard to try and see any sign of Rogue. His eyes showed him that there was a lump on Rogues bed so he slowly opened the door. Rogue didn't move. Remy walked up to her bed and knelt down next to her. He reached out to her and touched her shoulder lightly.

"Petite?" he whispered softly. Rogues eyes flew open in shock but she recovered quickly. She looked at Remy her eyes burning with anger. She sat up and moved away from him.

"Cherie, let me explain" he started but Rogue cut him off.

"Ya don't need to explain, Ah know who she is, how much ya love her. How could ya think of her when we were together like that? What were ya doing, comparing us? Cos the only way Ah get a memory from that short time of contact is if ya thinking about her." She said in icy cold voice.

"Remy was never…." He started but Rogue cut him off again.

"Ah want ya to leave and Ah never want to see ya again." She then used Jeans telekinesis and picked him up and threw him out onto the balcony and slammed and locked the door. Remy sat in shock. His Rogue never wanted to see him again and she had used her powers against him. He felt his heart break. She hated him. He knew what he had to do. He jumped down from the balcony and went to his bike not caring if he set of the alarms.

Rogue sat down heavily on her bed. She looked at where Remy had been a few minuets before and started to weep. She couldn't stand being like this. She had actually started to like him and she thought that he had liked her back. Everything that they had gone through had obviously counted for nothing. He hadn't liked her, he had a wife and he had lead her on. But why did it hurt so much. She had liked him but not so much that it would hurt if she had to of turn on him and stop him from hurting her family. She lay down on her bed and curled into a ball and cried herself to sleep.