Jaded
I do not own X-men. But thoughs of ya that kno meh as Grim Goddess, I plan on changing it to Grym Goddess, ha there is a slight difference.This fic is most deffintally gonna beh a ROMY, mebe some slight hints of KURTTY, but i'll neva tell.
Summery: Rogue gehts tired of her life, and tries ways ta kill her self, but every time there is a certain cajun who foiles her plans.
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Chapter one: Dear journal, Ah just wanna die.
Dear Journal,
They say , if ya kill yerself ya will go to hell, without a judgement or a trial when ya die. But Ah already live in hell, Im a mutant, and if thyat isnt as bad as it sounds, Ah'm a mutant that cant have any physical (skin to skin) contact with anyone, for the rest of mah cursed life. Ah'd rather burn in the depths of holy hell then live on this earth anylonger. Ah've been thinkin' If Ah killed mah self, how would Ah do it, and would it hurt much. Ah don wanna lash out, ah don want there "tring help" andy long. Ah'm tired of them and this place, ah am tired of life and Ah'm tired of meh. Ah hate the way, thyat even though mah "friends" are mutants they have powers they can at least live with. The worst part is thyat, Ah know and they know ah cant have skin to skin contact, there is one moron, who cant quite geht it through his head. Remy LeBeau, Ah'v known him fer a long while and now, and Ah actually thought he understood meh, but Ah was wrong, the only thing e wnats isa piece of ass, and or to play with a girls head and mahke them to believe they are special and loved. He is a player, a womanizer, and Ah hate him. But most Ah hate mahself, because Ah actually thought he loved meh. And Ah actually fell in love with him. He is a bastard, and ah hate him. Ah wish ahw ould of never met him.
but back to the part on meh "killing" mahself. Ah thought about mahkin' it look lihke an accsident, lihke gehtin' killed in battle, but mah "friends" would just seek revenge. and ah don't want anyone having to worry fer meh anylonger. So thyat was not an option. I thought about slipping my wrists, but it was to slow, if ah leaped off the balacony then someone lihke Kitty, or mah brothah would fihnd mah body. If Ah hung mahself, someone younge and pure would stumble upon mah body. ah don't want a person Ah "love" ta see meh lihke thyat. ODin' is a possible option.
but anyways journal, ah say goodnight, maybe Ah'll die in mah sleep, and smile sweetly at thoughs who weep.
Dear journal, ah just wanna die.
Ok it was short I know, but good things sometihmes start out as short. Ok so what do ya guys want, do ya want her to actually die or live, (meaning closer to the end of the fic) Ideas would beh nice, I know thyat some of you guys out there have a mind(lihke mihne) thyat is demented. Ok Please R&R but no Flames.
Grym Goddess.