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Caderyn-I think you can read my mind, I read your review just before I posted this. Dude, it's like totally insane.
Sorry if I confused a couple of you. Please keep in mind I was quite ill when I wrote the last chapter. But to all of those I pleased, thanks.
Forgive and Forget
"They're always blue."
"What?" John jerked his head up from his physics homework he had been pouring over. After constant nagging from Rogue he had finally given in and had begun his homework.
"They're always blue. Kurt, Hank, Mystique, have you ever noticed that?" Rogue was sitting on John's bed while he worked at his desk. She had been staring off into space for a while and this seemed to be the product of 10 minutes labored thinking.
"Uh."
"I mean, you never seen any pinks or greens, just that damn blue."
John stared at her with his mouth open. "Um, well, that's a good question, Rogue. You're extremely observant, you get a gold star."
"Shut up, John," she said and then smirked. "Two stars."
He shook his head. "Whatever floats your boat." He returned to his work. It pained him to have her on his bed and him stuck doing his physics, but he knew if he tried anything, she'd just yell at him. He wasn't getting the best grades so she was pushing him to get them up.
At that moment the door opened. Bobby began to enter the room but stopped when he saw Rogue. She tried to read his face, but it stoic.
"Oh, sorry," he muttered and began to back out of the room.
"Wait, Bobby!" Rogue jumped off her bed. "I'll be right back," she said to John and followed Bobby out of the room. "Bobby, can I talk to you?" she asked when he turned around.
Bobby shrugged. "Yeah, sure." He was just glad she wasn't yelling at him.
"Um, lets go in here." Rogue led him into one of the sunrooms located throughout the mansion. It was a rainy day, so there weren't many students occupying the room.
"What do you want to talk about?" he asked as he sat down in one of the overstuffed chairs opposite of Rogue.
"Uh, well," Rogue wasn't sure how to start. "You see, the thing is."
"I'm sorry."
"What?" she said, caught off guard.
"I'm really sorry, for screaming at you like that. I didn't even have facts to back it up. All I saw was John leaving your room that one night and something came over me. Plus the next day my parents called."
"Are they okay?"
Bobby shrugged. "My brother ran away, Ronnie. They didn't say this, but I'm pretty sure they're blaming this on me. Hell, it probably was my fault anyway."
"Bobby, I'm sorry. You should've told me," she wasn't sure about what she should say about Ronnie.
"I wanted to, but I was too pissed off. I wasn't really thinking. I was worried about Ronnie, even though he probably hates me, and I just lost control. I'm sorry Marie, I really am. You deserve better than that." At this Bobby stood up. He shrugged his shoulders. "I'm really sorry."
Rogue watched as his retreating back with her mouth open. He had said this all very fast, which was a shock because she was at least expecting him to try and back up his motives for screaming at her.
"This seat taken?"
Rogue started slightly at Logan's voice. "No, you can sit there."
Logan sat down in Bobby's vacated seat. "So what was that about?"
Rogue sighed. "So subtle."
"What, I have a schedule to keep, I figured it best to get to the point.
Rogue smiled, not bothering to argue. "It was fine. He was apologizing, if you believe it."
"Really, well, that sounds like him," but Logan said it in a sincere voice.
"Yeah, I mean, I guess I can't stay mad at him forever. He was always nice to me, even my first day here, when I didn't know anyone. He was so sweet. And when we started dating he was perfect, you know? He was funny and sweet and he always knew what to say. I never even thought about cheating on him, not once." Rogue found it, for some reason, to prove to Logan that she would never do such a thing. "That night that John was in my room-"
"Wait, what?"
"Oh, I was up one night and he was walking around, so I thought it'd be nice if we talked. Just as friends, even then I didn't think about John. Like that. I guess it makes sense that Bobby would think that John and I were.well, not that we could," her voice faltered.
"Yeah, I getcha."
"But, I guess I forgive him." She had said this all in a rush, feelings she had kept to herself for some time spilling out.
"Do you still want to date him? I mean, you can't leave the kid hanging."
Rogue bit her bottom lip, thinking about John. She wanted to be with John, but now that everything was okay with Bobby, or at least they weren't pissed at each other."I can't."
"Do you still like him?"
"Well, that's not the point. I'm with John."
Logan narrowed his eyes. "I thought you weren't with him."
"Well, I wasn't then, but I am now, sorta, pretty much."
"Right, well. You gotta figure out which one of them you want. The bad guy or the good guy," he said as he stood up.
Something twinged in the back of Rogue's memory. Something that she had overheard Jean say to Logan. "Flirt with the bad guy, but you marry the good guy." She said softly.
"What."
"Nothing," she didn't think that Logan would like the idea of her eavesdropping on him and Jean. "Thanks."
"Anytime, kid."
Sorry it's kinda short, but you got the point. Bobby apologized and Rogue's not pissed, but now she has to choose if she wants to stay with John, or try again with Bobby.
Caderyn-I think you can read my mind, I read your review just before I posted this. Dude, it's like totally insane.
Sorry if I confused a couple of you. Please keep in mind I was quite ill when I wrote the last chapter. But to all of those I pleased, thanks.
Forgive and Forget
"They're always blue."
"What?" John jerked his head up from his physics homework he had been pouring over. After constant nagging from Rogue he had finally given in and had begun his homework.
"They're always blue. Kurt, Hank, Mystique, have you ever noticed that?" Rogue was sitting on John's bed while he worked at his desk. She had been staring off into space for a while and this seemed to be the product of 10 minutes labored thinking.
"Uh."
"I mean, you never seen any pinks or greens, just that damn blue."
John stared at her with his mouth open. "Um, well, that's a good question, Rogue. You're extremely observant, you get a gold star."
"Shut up, John," she said and then smirked. "Two stars."
He shook his head. "Whatever floats your boat." He returned to his work. It pained him to have her on his bed and him stuck doing his physics, but he knew if he tried anything, she'd just yell at him. He wasn't getting the best grades so she was pushing him to get them up.
At that moment the door opened. Bobby began to enter the room but stopped when he saw Rogue. She tried to read his face, but it stoic.
"Oh, sorry," he muttered and began to back out of the room.
"Wait, Bobby!" Rogue jumped off her bed. "I'll be right back," she said to John and followed Bobby out of the room. "Bobby, can I talk to you?" she asked when he turned around.
Bobby shrugged. "Yeah, sure." He was just glad she wasn't yelling at him.
"Um, lets go in here." Rogue led him into one of the sunrooms located throughout the mansion. It was a rainy day, so there weren't many students occupying the room.
"What do you want to talk about?" he asked as he sat down in one of the overstuffed chairs opposite of Rogue.
"Uh, well," Rogue wasn't sure how to start. "You see, the thing is."
"I'm sorry."
"What?" she said, caught off guard.
"I'm really sorry, for screaming at you like that. I didn't even have facts to back it up. All I saw was John leaving your room that one night and something came over me. Plus the next day my parents called."
"Are they okay?"
Bobby shrugged. "My brother ran away, Ronnie. They didn't say this, but I'm pretty sure they're blaming this on me. Hell, it probably was my fault anyway."
"Bobby, I'm sorry. You should've told me," she wasn't sure about what she should say about Ronnie.
"I wanted to, but I was too pissed off. I wasn't really thinking. I was worried about Ronnie, even though he probably hates me, and I just lost control. I'm sorry Marie, I really am. You deserve better than that." At this Bobby stood up. He shrugged his shoulders. "I'm really sorry."
Rogue watched as his retreating back with her mouth open. He had said this all very fast, which was a shock because she was at least expecting him to try and back up his motives for screaming at her.
"This seat taken?"
Rogue started slightly at Logan's voice. "No, you can sit there."
Logan sat down in Bobby's vacated seat. "So what was that about?"
Rogue sighed. "So subtle."
"What, I have a schedule to keep, I figured it best to get to the point.
Rogue smiled, not bothering to argue. "It was fine. He was apologizing, if you believe it."
"Really, well, that sounds like him," but Logan said it in a sincere voice.
"Yeah, I mean, I guess I can't stay mad at him forever. He was always nice to me, even my first day here, when I didn't know anyone. He was so sweet. And when we started dating he was perfect, you know? He was funny and sweet and he always knew what to say. I never even thought about cheating on him, not once." Rogue found it, for some reason, to prove to Logan that she would never do such a thing. "That night that John was in my room-"
"Wait, what?"
"Oh, I was up one night and he was walking around, so I thought it'd be nice if we talked. Just as friends, even then I didn't think about John. Like that. I guess it makes sense that Bobby would think that John and I were.well, not that we could," her voice faltered.
"Yeah, I getcha."
"But, I guess I forgive him." She had said this all in a rush, feelings she had kept to herself for some time spilling out.
"Do you still want to date him? I mean, you can't leave the kid hanging."
Rogue bit her bottom lip, thinking about John. She wanted to be with John, but now that everything was okay with Bobby, or at least they weren't pissed at each other."I can't."
"Do you still like him?"
"Well, that's not the point. I'm with John."
Logan narrowed his eyes. "I thought you weren't with him."
"Well, I wasn't then, but I am now, sorta, pretty much."
"Right, well. You gotta figure out which one of them you want. The bad guy or the good guy," he said as he stood up.
Something twinged in the back of Rogue's memory. Something that she had overheard Jean say to Logan. "Flirt with the bad guy, but you marry the good guy." She said softly.
"What."
"Nothing," she didn't think that Logan would like the idea of her eavesdropping on him and Jean. "Thanks."
"Anytime, kid."
Sorry it's kinda short, but you got the point. Bobby apologized and Rogue's not pissed, but now she has to choose if she wants to stay with John, or try again with Bobby.