"You have some nerve," she spat at Logan. "You are not the only one with instincts around here."
They were arguing again. They always argued these days. The more she saw Shinobi, the worse it got. They would yell at each other so loud the mansion would rock from the verbal force. Sometimes, she wanted to strike him down where he stood, but she always managed to control those impulses. She was convinced that he wanted to see her just a miserable as him.
She didn't think he wanted to see anyone happy the way he growled and roared at everyone. Something was wrong with everyone. She mentally ran through the things he thought was wrong about them all. Scott was an overbearing prick. The professor grated on his nerves with all his psychological mumble-jumble. Kurt didn't have a clue. The children were annoying with all their noises and unwanted questions.
Lastly, there was her because she was committing an unforgivable sin in his book. She was dating. Not only was she dating, but she was dating Shinobi Shaw. That made her pure evil. Somebody call in the reinforcements.
And he always played that song. Sometimes, at night, it would drift through the floors of her attic room. She would try to drown it out by covering her head with a pillow. That rarely worked. She didn't know what his problem was, and she didn't have time to deal with tantrums.
"You just don't get it, do you?" Logan said before stalking away.
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Author's Notes: The RoLo complex just won't leave me alone. I have to slip it in here somehow.