Hello! Yes it's a miracle I'm finally updating. And I owe it all to Silver Salamander my faithful and loyal reviewer. Thanks for the idea, and actually no I don't know exactly how this story is going to end up but I kind of have and idea what I want to do with it. So here it is.
"So you'll go out Friday night?" Asked Bobby wishfully.
"Well… I'm not sure really, I mean, I don't know whether I can trust you or not after what you did last time"
"I know I'm sorry Rogue. I don't know what possessed me to do such a thing"
"It couldn't have been that hot headed John?" Suggested Rogue ironically.
"Well I suppose kind of, but I shouldn't have been such a jerk and I want to apologize. I love you Rogue…" Bobby said nervously down the phone.
He felt guilty about doing this to Rogue, again. But he knew that he couldn't have John, he always did settle for second best, but she didn't need to know that.
"Okay, I suppose" Laughed Rogue contently.
"Right thanks a lot, I'll see you then". Bobby waved to no one in particular as he placed the phone back on its holder and lay back down on his bed.
He was bored. John had to go somewhere, didn't say where. Probably with some stupid whore or something like that knowing John. But he'd been gone over two hours.
Finally the door clicked open and John entered the room. Wearing his leather jacket as always and some long black denim jeans. He looks so good in black… Bobby trailed off in thoughts of John wearing black leather until he was snapped out of them by blasting music.
Bobby cringed as he heard the high-pitched electric guitar pouring out of the speakers. He stood up and pulled the plug out of the wall abruptly.
"Bobby! Why did you do that?" Whined John angrily, frowning at Bobby.
"Because, that song was terrible and It was on loud enough for Magneto to hear it who's probably on the other side of the world at this present moment" Answered Bobby.
John turned pale at the mention of Magneto's name and nodded before walking into the bathroom. Bobby pulled a confused face before shrugging John's weirdness off and lying back down on his bed to play on his game boy SP.
John exited the bathroom about an hour later wearing the clothes he sleeps in but completely dry.
"What've you been doing?" Asked Bobby suspiciously raising his left eyebrow.
"Nothing… I mean showering" Answered John lying to Bobby.
"Then why are you dry?" Questioned Bobby nodding towards John's body.
"Oh, I got out of the shower about half an hour ago, been practicing my speech for tomorrow's Science lesson in the mirror"
"Okay"
Bobby knocked on Rogues door cheerfully with flowers tightly grasped in his right hand hidden behind his back. He was wearing his best suit and has combed his hair back! This better be worth it, maybe it will help him move on and forget about his feelings for John as more than a friend.
The door opened slowly and Rogue appeared wearing a long formal dress. It was silky red with black decoration.
"Wow you look stunning…" Said Bobby lying to her once again. Was it just him or was he doing that a lot lately.
Rogue giggled and grabbed Bobby's hand clasping it with her own-gloved one.
"Come on lets go?" Said Rogue pulling Bobby down the corridor eagerly.
"Wow why are you in such a rush. I booked the table for 7:00, we'll get there on time, no need to worry"
Asked Bobby slowing down slightly.
"Sorry" Laughed Rogue. " I just wanted to get out of this place, it gets annoying being stuck in here all the time"
Bobby nodded in agreement as they walked down the stairs.
Bobby swung the double doors open allowing Rogue to pass through like a gentleman as he followed her out.
Bobby stopped as he stepped out of the doors. John was here! And Smoking! Damn him he said he'd quit!
"Bobby?" Asked John.
"Hi"
"Where are you going?" Asked John eyeing Rogue suspiciously.
"Oh me and Rogue are just going out"
"Okay" John said "But make sure your back before ten" Stated John before throwing his cigarette on the ground and walking back into the mansion.
"That was easy. I was expecting a big conflict" Said Rogue.
"Me too" Answered Bobby honestly.
The two walked off in the direction to get in Bobby's car and drive to the restaurant.
John slammed his door angrily. Why was he getting so jealous? They were just going out nothing special, just a 'friendly' date. What! Who was he kidding you don't go out on friendly dates dressed like James Bond! Before he could realize John had started to trash his side of the room ripping his posters of various bands off the walls, and throwing random objects round the room furiously.
John sunk to the floor miserably, he'd have to tidy all this up before Bobby got home. He felt a bit better at least he's taking the anger out on something other than himself now. John thought for a moment then grinned slightly before running over to the door and jamming the chair under it again making sure no one would come in.
He didn't want the likes of Summer's seeing the mess. John then walked back over to the bathroom and in the direction of the sink. He opened the door to the small cupboard attached to the wall and scanned the contents.
He sighed he couldn't see his razor anywhere. He began rummaging through the cabinet hastily as he got the urge to feel the sensation of the blade ripping through his skin, again.
John smiled as he found what he was looking for; he made his way back into the bedroom and began thinking of where to do it. Somewhere where Bobby wouldn't see no matter what he wore.
He rolled his shorts leg up just before realizing in a way he wanted Bobby to see. He tried to imagine Bobby's reaction in his mind but then realized he didn't care anyway. Bobby wouldn't know, just like he didn't know that John was suffering from bipolar disorder…
He'd talked to Storm about it, that's where he had been earlier. Storm had given he some tablets… bad idea. He didn't understand why doctors did that they give depressed patients drugs? Would they not be able to have an overdose? He didn't know but it was worth a try.
Bobby quickly kissed Rogue on the lips being careful not to stay that way for to long. He didn't want another episode with the vacuum!
Rogue sighed before thanking Bobby for the evening and returned to her room.
Bobby knocked for the third time, John had blocked the door on him again, and this constant cycle of jealously had to stop!
"John!" Yelled Bobby furiously.
He heard rummaging around and items being discarded without the slightest care and frowned just as John opened the door. "Your late…" John said simply before walking back into the room and slouching down onto his bed.
Bobby rolled his eyes and walked into the bedroom and stopped abruptly when he saw the mess. "JOHN! What the fuck have you been doing in here?"
"Masturbating" Answered John sarcastically, but truthfully all the same.
"John! I'm serious get off your lazy arse and clean up!" Ordered Bobby pointing to the floor.
John stood up angrily and threw Bobby into the wall behind him roughly. "Don't you ever fucking tell me what to do again!" John exclaimed before loosening his grip on Bobby's collar and storming out of the room.
Bobby began to sob and supported himself on the wall. How could John do that to him? He shut the door quickly before anyone heard him and fell to his knees to repair the damage John had done to the room. He had a feeling he was going to be up for a while.
Finally… Anyway just incase you don't know what Bipolar Disorder is here's a brief summary of it. And no I did not write it.
Bipolar disorder (also known as manic depression) is an affective disorder that causes periodic mood swings in which they cycle from depression to mania. Depression may be characterized by having a lack of motivation, difficulty doing tasks, short attention span, decreased appetite, crying spells, difficulty in getting to sleep or sleeping too much, and in the more severe cases thoughts of self harm. Mania is separated into two types: Full mania and hypomania. Mania may be characterized by a decreased need for sleep, decreased self-control, overspending, increased sexual activity, irritability, rage, risk-taking behaviors, and in the more severe cases psychotic states. Hypomania is described as having the same behaviors, to a less extreme level.