The next morning was a boring one. Kitty and Rogue weren't supposed to
leave until eleven but they found themselves walking slowly towards the
park by ten twenty in the morning. They gazed at each other now and than
but didn't say much. Kitty was wondering why Rogue asked her to come and
decided to voice her thought.
"Why'd you, like, ask me to come with you?" she asked, her eyebrows furrowed. Rogue shrugged.
"Ah honestly don't have any idea. Some-well, someone asked me to meet them here and ah-ah didn't want to come alone," Rogue said. She licked her lips and just a bit of her purple lipstick came off. Kitty nodded. Her stomach bothered and she knew it was cause of the tension of what she had overheard. Confrontations were not really her style, but what had happened bothered her and she decided that maybe this was a chance to get it off her chest.
"Um, I think we need to talk," she said. She noticed Rogue sigh and hesitantly continued. "Um, I know what you said about me to Scott." Rogue stopped walking and gazed at the petite girl beside her, someone so different from herself in so many ways.
"Did he tell you?" she asked, her voice just slightly irritated. Kitty shook her head, her brown ponytail swinging with the beat.
"No," she said truthfully. "I overheard, I sort of, like, snuck into the closet. Not on purpose, I had to talk to him about something but then you came in and I didn't leave thinking it would be quick." Rogue nodded.
"Look, when ah said that ah was really angry about how Scott was payin' so much attention to you and I got a little jealous. Ah'm sorry you had to hear that," Rogue said. Kitty noticed that she didn't apologize for what she said but she expected no less, since the Goth wasn't the type to cover up how she really felt.
"Yeah, I'm sorry too," Kitty responded and they walked in easy silence. It wasn't one that would create a close friendship but at least a livable acquaintanceship.
Kitty yawned slightly in boredom as they waited for whoever they were waiting for. Then she saw him, an auburn haired guy in a trench was walking their way.
"Rogue!" she called out and immediately took fighting stance, ready to kick ass. Rogue grabbed her arm and slowly pulled her back in the chair.
"It's all right, that's him," she said. Kitty looked from Rogue to the Cajun and a light blush fell on her cheek. Now she really felt sorry for coming. She hadn't noticed that this was going to be a tryst.
"Remy sees ya bought your friend, chere," he said, his accent thick like butter. Kitty rolled her eyes and sighed heavily.
"I'm taking a walk, I'll be back in a few," she said. As soon as she stood up Remy took her place on the bench and she tossed him a glare while he gave her grin and snatched up her hand. Kissing the top, he gave her a wink and she smirked while phasing her hand through. 'Leave it to Rogue to pick him,' she thought.
Her walk through the park was met with silence at first until it was time for the children to come out and play. She waited by the swings and felt a tug on her skirt.
"Can you push me?" the child asked. "Please?" Kitty couldn't resist.
She picked up the child a little and settled him on the swing, where she lightly pushed him much to his delight. He turned back to her and smiled a toothy grin, his blue eyes and brown hair gleaming in the sunlight. Her mind wandered to territory better left unthought-of.
She wondered what it would be like to have a child as beautiful and wholesome as he. She thought of the guys in the institute and the only ones she really new. Her mind went over which she'd prefer to have as a father to her children and a husband. Everyone had a number of flaws too great to be able to fit her so perfectly.
The last person on her mind was Scott. She smiled as she thought of how strong willed he was how he would sacrifice his life for those he loved. How he stood by an older man and helped him accomplish his dream of mutants and humans walking together. Scott was someone to be admired, he took his work seriously. But as she soon found out, when he played, he played just as hard.
Someone called out her name and when her mind came back to reality, she saw she was pushing an empty swing, and that Rogue, whose face was obscenely bright, was calling her over.
"What happened to you?" she asked. Kitty shrugged, trying to keep her emotions under control.
"I was pushing a little kid and I guess my mind wandered, sorry," she offered and they made their way back to the institute, neither saying a word.
Jean scrubbed her body in the shower as hard as she could, when she had returned the night before she had bumped into Kurt on her way to the shower. He sniffed her for a second and a foul look came on his face. He didn't say anything but his growl was enough to make her think that perhaps she knew. She was scared out of her mind.
She prayed and hoped that Kurt would mind his business and not say a word to Scott about it but she doubted he'd keep quiet. And on top of that Kitty knew; there was no way out. She decided to deny it, to say that she didn't know why they were saying that about her.
By the time she was done her body was red and scratched where her nails roughly ran over it but her marks were still prominent. She regretted what she had done, well not what she had done but the consequences. If she could only get away with it this time, she wouldn't' repeat herself, she swore that she wouldn't.
She pulled a thick sweater over her head and left her hair loose to hide any marks she might have missed. The bruise on her cheek was slightly hidden by some make up. She made her way to the living room to wait for the return of her boyfriend.
Scott immediately felt the oppression of life when he came close to the institute, a place he knew he would be safe from everything but its inhabitants. After Logan parked the van he got his things from the back and made his way to his room before facing the day. He unpacked his clothing, and threw his dirty laundry down the shoot and got some under clothing so he could take a shower.
On his way he bumped into Jean who was more startled than happy to see him. She stuttered a little before saying hi and Scott rolled his eyes. She gasped at his irritation towards her and she jumped into the wrong conclusion.
"Scott, I don't know what they told you but it's not true!" Jean said. Her eyes suddenly filled with tears and her lips quivered. Scott gazed at her confused and noticed the bruise on her face.
"Jean what happened to your face, and who's lying?" he asked. This time Jean's tears were real, she had been caught and this time by her own hand. Three figures came bounding through the hallway and Scott found himself in crossfire, Kurt, Kitty and Rogue on one side, and Jean on the other. He looked between both groups and sighed in defeat, waiting for one to begin.
Oh! A Cliffhanger! Sorry guys, but I don't want to give too much away. Anyway I'll try to update soon. Love you all! Read 'Road Trip' by 'ScitzyJadedCookieChaos', and 'The Widow and The Devil' under 'The Uncanny R-Man'
"Why'd you, like, ask me to come with you?" she asked, her eyebrows furrowed. Rogue shrugged.
"Ah honestly don't have any idea. Some-well, someone asked me to meet them here and ah-ah didn't want to come alone," Rogue said. She licked her lips and just a bit of her purple lipstick came off. Kitty nodded. Her stomach bothered and she knew it was cause of the tension of what she had overheard. Confrontations were not really her style, but what had happened bothered her and she decided that maybe this was a chance to get it off her chest.
"Um, I think we need to talk," she said. She noticed Rogue sigh and hesitantly continued. "Um, I know what you said about me to Scott." Rogue stopped walking and gazed at the petite girl beside her, someone so different from herself in so many ways.
"Did he tell you?" she asked, her voice just slightly irritated. Kitty shook her head, her brown ponytail swinging with the beat.
"No," she said truthfully. "I overheard, I sort of, like, snuck into the closet. Not on purpose, I had to talk to him about something but then you came in and I didn't leave thinking it would be quick." Rogue nodded.
"Look, when ah said that ah was really angry about how Scott was payin' so much attention to you and I got a little jealous. Ah'm sorry you had to hear that," Rogue said. Kitty noticed that she didn't apologize for what she said but she expected no less, since the Goth wasn't the type to cover up how she really felt.
"Yeah, I'm sorry too," Kitty responded and they walked in easy silence. It wasn't one that would create a close friendship but at least a livable acquaintanceship.
Kitty yawned slightly in boredom as they waited for whoever they were waiting for. Then she saw him, an auburn haired guy in a trench was walking their way.
"Rogue!" she called out and immediately took fighting stance, ready to kick ass. Rogue grabbed her arm and slowly pulled her back in the chair.
"It's all right, that's him," she said. Kitty looked from Rogue to the Cajun and a light blush fell on her cheek. Now she really felt sorry for coming. She hadn't noticed that this was going to be a tryst.
"Remy sees ya bought your friend, chere," he said, his accent thick like butter. Kitty rolled her eyes and sighed heavily.
"I'm taking a walk, I'll be back in a few," she said. As soon as she stood up Remy took her place on the bench and she tossed him a glare while he gave her grin and snatched up her hand. Kissing the top, he gave her a wink and she smirked while phasing her hand through. 'Leave it to Rogue to pick him,' she thought.
Her walk through the park was met with silence at first until it was time for the children to come out and play. She waited by the swings and felt a tug on her skirt.
"Can you push me?" the child asked. "Please?" Kitty couldn't resist.
She picked up the child a little and settled him on the swing, where she lightly pushed him much to his delight. He turned back to her and smiled a toothy grin, his blue eyes and brown hair gleaming in the sunlight. Her mind wandered to territory better left unthought-of.
She wondered what it would be like to have a child as beautiful and wholesome as he. She thought of the guys in the institute and the only ones she really new. Her mind went over which she'd prefer to have as a father to her children and a husband. Everyone had a number of flaws too great to be able to fit her so perfectly.
The last person on her mind was Scott. She smiled as she thought of how strong willed he was how he would sacrifice his life for those he loved. How he stood by an older man and helped him accomplish his dream of mutants and humans walking together. Scott was someone to be admired, he took his work seriously. But as she soon found out, when he played, he played just as hard.
Someone called out her name and when her mind came back to reality, she saw she was pushing an empty swing, and that Rogue, whose face was obscenely bright, was calling her over.
"What happened to you?" she asked. Kitty shrugged, trying to keep her emotions under control.
"I was pushing a little kid and I guess my mind wandered, sorry," she offered and they made their way back to the institute, neither saying a word.
Jean scrubbed her body in the shower as hard as she could, when she had returned the night before she had bumped into Kurt on her way to the shower. He sniffed her for a second and a foul look came on his face. He didn't say anything but his growl was enough to make her think that perhaps she knew. She was scared out of her mind.
She prayed and hoped that Kurt would mind his business and not say a word to Scott about it but she doubted he'd keep quiet. And on top of that Kitty knew; there was no way out. She decided to deny it, to say that she didn't know why they were saying that about her.
By the time she was done her body was red and scratched where her nails roughly ran over it but her marks were still prominent. She regretted what she had done, well not what she had done but the consequences. If she could only get away with it this time, she wouldn't' repeat herself, she swore that she wouldn't.
She pulled a thick sweater over her head and left her hair loose to hide any marks she might have missed. The bruise on her cheek was slightly hidden by some make up. She made her way to the living room to wait for the return of her boyfriend.
Scott immediately felt the oppression of life when he came close to the institute, a place he knew he would be safe from everything but its inhabitants. After Logan parked the van he got his things from the back and made his way to his room before facing the day. He unpacked his clothing, and threw his dirty laundry down the shoot and got some under clothing so he could take a shower.
On his way he bumped into Jean who was more startled than happy to see him. She stuttered a little before saying hi and Scott rolled his eyes. She gasped at his irritation towards her and she jumped into the wrong conclusion.
"Scott, I don't know what they told you but it's not true!" Jean said. Her eyes suddenly filled with tears and her lips quivered. Scott gazed at her confused and noticed the bruise on her face.
"Jean what happened to your face, and who's lying?" he asked. This time Jean's tears were real, she had been caught and this time by her own hand. Three figures came bounding through the hallway and Scott found himself in crossfire, Kurt, Kitty and Rogue on one side, and Jean on the other. He looked between both groups and sighed in defeat, waiting for one to begin.
Oh! A Cliffhanger! Sorry guys, but I don't want to give too much away. Anyway I'll try to update soon. Love you all! Read 'Road Trip' by 'ScitzyJadedCookieChaos', and 'The Widow and The Devil' under 'The Uncanny R-Man'
