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What Comes Around
Chapter 4
Before I go any further in my story I think I should point something out. I'm not going to lie. This chick was hot, and dangerous, and that seems to be my forte. I mean, just look at me and Rogue, and we were broken up at this point too I might add so I was a free man. If it wasn't for her thing with Logan and those eyes looking at me and seeing right through me, I would probably have made a move. But like I said, she was twenty at this point, I was almost twenty eight. It seemed a little inappropriate, but then again what did I do that wasn't?
But that's not my point. This little 5'2" girl that barely clocked in at 110lbs, was one of the most destructive mutants I'd ever met. When I brought her to the mansion if she burped the place literally shook from top to bottom. Her voice, her voice just made things break. Walls, lights, trees, even a sentinel or two. There was nothing for it. And then she started working with Xavier. All of a sudden she could talk, and that changed everything.
Up until then, at least since she had been eighteen as she told it, her and Logan had had a thing. Then out of no where one day she said hello to the professor and rather then the usual high pitched ringing, she had actually said it. AS long as I'd known her, which was for maybe four months, she could take a pretty good beating too. Collapsed an entire building on herself and lived to tell the tale, I think that was part of her powers though.
Like I was saying, all the sudden she could talk, and then the next thing she knows Logan goes off to Canada and doesn't tell her he's leaving, writes her off in a note. Now, I've got nothing personal against the dog man, but you just can't do that to someone. I didn't want to tell her right then but when he get's too far into something he splits, why not tell her? Because I was the one she came to when nobody else was there that's why!
So she doesn't know what to do now that the only person keeping her around the mansion has literally dumped her and so where does she go, straight to me. Why? To this day I haven't the slightest, but she wasn't unwelcome that's for sure. And I was getting sick of waking up at noon with pants on and nothing to do but drink and walk around. But that was just me. And all of this came out as we sat there and watched each other get wasted. Let me tell you, that girl can hold her liquor.
