CHAPTER 4
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters except Kale.Marvel has the
geniuses.
Warning: There is language in this chapter just as a forewarning
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"Hey Babe, how are you?" Luke said approaching me gently, like he was afraid of hurting me. I smiled up at him, my eyes dancing at the worry in his eyes.
"I'm fine." I said reaching out for my glass of water, in an instant Luke was beside me holding my water glass closer to me. "I don' get why everyone was so worried."
"Because everyone here thinks of you as their daughter, or niece, or something you know? They all love you, they all worry, it's just the way this crazy family is." Luke said tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear. I smiled at him; it was nice to be alone in the mansion with Luke for once. Trust me when I say it didn't happen often.
"'Cept fo' your Papa." I said grinning towards him. Luke shook his head, his tiny fangs peeked out from under his lips.
"Even my dad. He'd never admit it, but he was worried." Luke said grinning at me. He gently kissed my forehead and went to fill up my water glass since I had drank it all. I watched his bulky frame walk away from the stupid hospital bed that I was confined to. I sighed and shifted uncomfortably in the tiny space.
"Uncomfortable baby?" Luke asked as he returned with my drink, I nodded and grimaced. He laughed at me and I glared at him.
"You wouldn' be laughin' if dis was you chere." I said growling at him. He laughed again and nodded in agreement. "I hope dey be okay." I said referring to the 'X-men'.
"They'll be fine baby, don't worry. We take care of our own." Luke said lounging in the chair next to the bed. "So what do you want to do? Play cards, watch movies.anything?"
"Well it would be unfair if we played cards non? I wouldn' wan' t' take yo money chere." I said grinning evilly. Of course Luke took it as a challenge and whipped out the deck of cards that I always kept with me. A trait I'd received from my father, it seemed that I received all my good traits from my father. Luke and I played almost every game I knew, and I won every game, it's a luck thing. Yet again something I got from my wonderful father. Finally they all returned.
"How was everything?" Hank asked as he waltzed back into the room, I grinned at him as I counted my cash for the second time. "Ah Lucas, you should know better then to bet money with Kale."
Luke shrugged and left the room as the professor came in. "I assume that you're going to give Lucas back his money?"
I groaned in agony, well mostly in pout but there was like 60$ how could it not have agony attached. The professor gave me one of his professor stares and I handed the money back to Luke. Luke left again and Papa walked in.
"You okay Papa?" I asked as I noticed his drained expression. He nodded curtly and gave me a forced smile. "Seriously?"
"Papa's fine cherie." Papa said giving both Hank and the professor a pointed glare. One of those glares that suggest that they keep their mouths shut. This perturbed me. I didn't like being left out of anything; it wasn't fun.
"Papa's lying." I muttered under my breath in the bitterest tone I could muster. But my bitterness faded as Jubilee bounded into the room with about 7 board games in her hands. Papa shot me an amused smile and Jubilee began to set up the game of LIFE.
"You didn' have t' do this Jub'lee." I said extremely touched that she would give up hours of her summer to spend it with me in a cramped hospital like room. She shrugged it off as her boyfriend Michael walked in and sat down with us. We played the game of LIFE, Monopoly, Scrabble, Payday, Balderdash, Disney Trivia and Risk. By the end of all of it I was so tired I could hardly stay awake, even though I conquered the world.
"Dis was great mes amies, but I need to sleep now." I said as Jubilee put away the game of world domination. They all nodded and retreated from my lovely new living space. Papa kissed my forehead and whispered a goodnight in French before heading home. I sighed and stared at the stainless ceiling before falling asleep.
I woke up the next morning to an empty room. Taking a long look around I decided I hated being cooped up in the sterile room so I grabbed my clothes and put them on, walking out of the room and into the mansion for the first time in a few days.
I wandered around for a bit, feeling the cold hardwood on my feet, finally I heard voices from the kitchen, not wanting to disturb or be caught I stayed outside the kitchen door.
"Are you sure it was her Remy?" Jean asked softly, obviously trying not to say anything too loud. I could almost hear the glare Papa sent her way.
"Gambit's never been mo' sure of anythin'." Papa said forcefully, obviously trying to make them believe him.
"I think what Jean is trying to say is, maybe the telepath played with your thoughts, your memories." Scott interceded. MY breath caught in my throat, they couldn't have been talking about her.could they?
"It wasn' a fuckin' memory!" Papa said and I heard a bang, signaling that a chair had hit the floor.
"Remy, they are just trying to help. Maybe you should calm down, I might suggest a talk with Kale as well." Professor X said.
"Kaley don' need t' know anyting 'bout dis." Papa said. I heard the professor chuckle.
"I think she already knows." he said to Papa "don't you Kaley?"
I opened the door with the guiltiest look on my face that I could muster under such conditions. Papa glared at me from the place he was standing, the anger evident as his eyes started to glow a dangerous red.
"Damnit girl! What the hell you doin' out of de bed? Get the fuck back in the hospital wing!" Papa yelled at me. I nodded and headed back to the room, I heard footsteps running after me and then an arm around my shoulders.
"Kaley, it's okay, he didn't mean it he was just angry!" Jean said to me. I nodded and slumped down the hallway. "Kaley look at me!"
I turned on my heel and looked the red haired woman in the eyes. Pity met my sadness and she closed the gap between us, pulling me into a hug. I started to cry in her arms. I cried for my Papa, for the anger he unleashed, I cried for my arms and the pain that was burning inside them and then I cried for me. I cried because the only person I loved fully had just blown me off, and I cried because someone out there cared enough to have me, but not enough to keep me.
Eventually Scott came and carried me back to the hospital wing. I don't remember falling asleep, or waking up the next day, or falling back to sleep. But it was 2 days later by the time I woke up.
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"Hey Babe, how are you?" Luke said approaching me gently, like he was afraid of hurting me. I smiled up at him, my eyes dancing at the worry in his eyes.
"I'm fine." I said reaching out for my glass of water, in an instant Luke was beside me holding my water glass closer to me. "I don' get why everyone was so worried."
"Because everyone here thinks of you as their daughter, or niece, or something you know? They all love you, they all worry, it's just the way this crazy family is." Luke said tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear. I smiled at him; it was nice to be alone in the mansion with Luke for once. Trust me when I say it didn't happen often.
"'Cept fo' your Papa." I said grinning towards him. Luke shook his head, his tiny fangs peeked out from under his lips.
"Even my dad. He'd never admit it, but he was worried." Luke said grinning at me. He gently kissed my forehead and went to fill up my water glass since I had drank it all. I watched his bulky frame walk away from the stupid hospital bed that I was confined to. I sighed and shifted uncomfortably in the tiny space.
"Uncomfortable baby?" Luke asked as he returned with my drink, I nodded and grimaced. He laughed at me and I glared at him.
"You wouldn' be laughin' if dis was you chere." I said growling at him. He laughed again and nodded in agreement. "I hope dey be okay." I said referring to the 'X-men'.
"They'll be fine baby, don't worry. We take care of our own." Luke said lounging in the chair next to the bed. "So what do you want to do? Play cards, watch movies.anything?"
"Well it would be unfair if we played cards non? I wouldn' wan' t' take yo money chere." I said grinning evilly. Of course Luke took it as a challenge and whipped out the deck of cards that I always kept with me. A trait I'd received from my father, it seemed that I received all my good traits from my father. Luke and I played almost every game I knew, and I won every game, it's a luck thing. Yet again something I got from my wonderful father. Finally they all returned.
"How was everything?" Hank asked as he waltzed back into the room, I grinned at him as I counted my cash for the second time. "Ah Lucas, you should know better then to bet money with Kale."
Luke shrugged and left the room as the professor came in. "I assume that you're going to give Lucas back his money?"
I groaned in agony, well mostly in pout but there was like 60$ how could it not have agony attached. The professor gave me one of his professor stares and I handed the money back to Luke. Luke left again and Papa walked in.
"You okay Papa?" I asked as I noticed his drained expression. He nodded curtly and gave me a forced smile. "Seriously?"
"Papa's fine cherie." Papa said giving both Hank and the professor a pointed glare. One of those glares that suggest that they keep their mouths shut. This perturbed me. I didn't like being left out of anything; it wasn't fun.
"Papa's lying." I muttered under my breath in the bitterest tone I could muster. But my bitterness faded as Jubilee bounded into the room with about 7 board games in her hands. Papa shot me an amused smile and Jubilee began to set up the game of LIFE.
"You didn' have t' do this Jub'lee." I said extremely touched that she would give up hours of her summer to spend it with me in a cramped hospital like room. She shrugged it off as her boyfriend Michael walked in and sat down with us. We played the game of LIFE, Monopoly, Scrabble, Payday, Balderdash, Disney Trivia and Risk. By the end of all of it I was so tired I could hardly stay awake, even though I conquered the world.
"Dis was great mes amies, but I need to sleep now." I said as Jubilee put away the game of world domination. They all nodded and retreated from my lovely new living space. Papa kissed my forehead and whispered a goodnight in French before heading home. I sighed and stared at the stainless ceiling before falling asleep.
I woke up the next morning to an empty room. Taking a long look around I decided I hated being cooped up in the sterile room so I grabbed my clothes and put them on, walking out of the room and into the mansion for the first time in a few days.
I wandered around for a bit, feeling the cold hardwood on my feet, finally I heard voices from the kitchen, not wanting to disturb or be caught I stayed outside the kitchen door.
"Are you sure it was her Remy?" Jean asked softly, obviously trying not to say anything too loud. I could almost hear the glare Papa sent her way.
"Gambit's never been mo' sure of anythin'." Papa said forcefully, obviously trying to make them believe him.
"I think what Jean is trying to say is, maybe the telepath played with your thoughts, your memories." Scott interceded. MY breath caught in my throat, they couldn't have been talking about her.could they?
"It wasn' a fuckin' memory!" Papa said and I heard a bang, signaling that a chair had hit the floor.
"Remy, they are just trying to help. Maybe you should calm down, I might suggest a talk with Kale as well." Professor X said.
"Kaley don' need t' know anyting 'bout dis." Papa said. I heard the professor chuckle.
"I think she already knows." he said to Papa "don't you Kaley?"
I opened the door with the guiltiest look on my face that I could muster under such conditions. Papa glared at me from the place he was standing, the anger evident as his eyes started to glow a dangerous red.
"Damnit girl! What the hell you doin' out of de bed? Get the fuck back in the hospital wing!" Papa yelled at me. I nodded and headed back to the room, I heard footsteps running after me and then an arm around my shoulders.
"Kaley, it's okay, he didn't mean it he was just angry!" Jean said to me. I nodded and slumped down the hallway. "Kaley look at me!"
I turned on my heel and looked the red haired woman in the eyes. Pity met my sadness and she closed the gap between us, pulling me into a hug. I started to cry in her arms. I cried for my Papa, for the anger he unleashed, I cried for my arms and the pain that was burning inside them and then I cried for me. I cried because the only person I loved fully had just blown me off, and I cried because someone out there cared enough to have me, but not enough to keep me.
Eventually Scott came and carried me back to the hospital wing. I don't remember falling asleep, or waking up the next day, or falling back to sleep. But it was 2 days later by the time I woke up.
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