Conclusions of Katherine
Chapter 2 – Breakable
Like a flower in a hurricane
A finger painting left out in the pouring rain
Sweet words whispered on a subway train
Wasted and lost in the all noise. . .
"Breakable" – Rose Falcon
Kitty walked down to the kitchen in pink boxer shorts, a pink cameo, and her hair pulled into a loop. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes as she walked into the kitchen.
"Good morning, Child," Ororo said.
"Good morning, Miss Ororo," Kitty said, sitting next to Ororo. She closed her eyes.
Kitty got to the edge as Lance fell off completely. Kitty reached for him, but missed.
"Goodbye, Kitty," she heard him say before falling into the ocean and the rocks in it.
Kitty opened her eyes, laboring her breathing.
"Are you alright?" Hank asked, concern dripping in his voice. Kitty looked around the room and saw all of them looking at her. She hung her head humbly.
"I'm fine, Sir," Kitty said, getting up.
"Hungry, Half-pint?" Logan asked.
"No, Mister Logan," Kitty said, walking out.
The kids started to talk and eat again, all but Rogue. Rogue was looking at the other kids with glares.
"How can thay do this to her?" she wondered. "She's just a child! She deservers the same respect she has fer ya!"
"Rogue, something troubles you, Child," Ororo said, walking over to Rogue and handing her a mug of coffee. The goth accepted it willingly.
"It's Kitty. She's falling apart, Miss Ororo," Rogue said. "Ah'm so worried about her. And thay don't even care about what pain she's goin' through! Ah lay in bed every night, listenin' to her cry and groan and scream. Ah want ta cry and take all har pain away, Miss Ororo." Rogue started to cry. Ororo pulled her close and comforted the young goth.
"There, there, Child," Ororo comforted.
"Are you okay, Rogue?" Jean asked. Rogue looked at Jean as Ororo pulled away.
"Why would you care? Ah mean, it's not like we're friends or anything," Rogue said.
"Well, I'm sorry! Maybe if you pull the stick out of your..." Jean started.
"Finish that sentence and there will be a smack down! And you're the one goin' down!" Rogue yelled. She stood up and pushed her chair back in. "Now, if you'll excuse me! I need to go cry!" Rogue left. Jean sighed, frustrated with Rogue.