Stages
Part 3: Conversation and Shock
"You did what!" Ororo shrieked and turned away from the window, out of which she had looked the whole time while Jean was talking. She looked at her friend in shock who sat cross-legged on her bed and was a real picture of misery. The red head sobbed and blew her nose. "Gosh, Jean," the standing woman ran a hand through her hair. "How can you do this to him?"
Confused, Jean looked up. "You're…you're not mad because I slept with him?" she asked puzzled.
"Com eon," Ororo replied with a cocked eyebrow. "The two of you are doing this little dance for quiet some time now. So it doesn't surprise me!" She crossed her arms in front of her chest. "Still I can't believe that you're so cruel!" she added accusingly.
"What do you mean cruel?" the red head asked in return. "All I wanted was that it stood between us…"
"That's the point, Jean!" Storm said and sat down on the edge of the bed. "This man loves you with all his heart. And for the first time ever he opened up to someone and even shares his feelings and what do you do?" she asked her harshly. "You stab him right through the heart!"
Angrily, Jean jumped off the bed. "He claimed that Scott has an affair with Emma! Logan would do anything to get me for himself."
Her opposite only shook her head. "No, he wouldn't!"
She snorted. "How come you know him so well?" she gave back sarcastically. "Did he have a thing going with you, too?"
"Don't be ridiculous, girl!" Storm shot back getting angry. "He only has eyes for you, damn it. He'd do anything to make you happy and you treat him like shit."
"It was a mistake and…"
"No, it wasn't and you know that perfectly we, Jean!" Storm looked at her closely. "You told me yourself what your so called relationship with Scott is looking like currently. And to be honest," she said and looked down. "I think Logan's right about the thing with Emma. I see the two of them so often together. Too often if you ask me." She looked at her feeling almost sorry. "And Logan would never lie to you. Especially not about something serious like that."
Jean lowered her heard while she plucked at the handkerchief in her hand. "But Scott…"
"Jean!" Ororo cried. "Stop talking about Scott! Did he call you once while you were in Canada? Did he kiss you after your return or talk to you once while we had dinner?" Slowly the red head shook her head. "When was the last time he kissed you? Or you got even further, eh?" Biting her lip, Jean sat down again. She buried her face in her hands and began to sob. Suffering with her, Storm took her into her arms. "As hard as it is," she said calmly, "You have to realize that it is over…"
"But Logan…," Jean said and looked up; tears running down her cheeks. "He's not stable. What if he gets bored and…"
"Jeez, Jean! Were have you been the past moths?" Ororo cried. "He stepped back for you so that you could be with Scott. He'd do anything for you! So what makes you think that he'd get bored of you?" She shook her head. "He loves you. And I'm more than convinced that if he really loves someone then only this one and with all his heart."
"Whatever. I've ruined it. I've never seen him so pissed off." Again Jean plucked at the white cloth in her hands.
"Because he's offended. You hurt his feelings pretty much, I guess." Storm stroked her back. "Give him time and try to talk with him after a while."
"What about Scott?" Jean asked barely audible after a moment.
Storm snorted. "Break off the engagement! At least that's what I'd do. He doesn't deserve you if he really betrays you." After a while Jean finally nodded. "I think you're right." She smiled at her friend sadly.
"See?" Ororo smiled back and took a new handkerchief into her hand to wipe off her opposite's tears. "And now the whole truth!" Jean looked at her in confusion, while Storm smirked. "What's he like?"
"'Ro!" the red head gasped and blushed, but her friend bumped her gently with her elbow.
"Come on! I wanna know." Sitting cross-legged on her bed now, she rested her head in her hand and waited. Grinning, she noticed that Jean blushed even more and began to play with her shirt nervously. "From your reaction I can tell that he's at least good." Jean shook her head. "What!" Storm asked surprised. "Not good?" she added confused. "Or better? Because I doubt that he's bad in bed…"
"Gosh, 'Ro!" Jean cried and got even redder. "Can't we leave it?"
"No, we can't!" the white haired women gave back. "Come on. Bad, good or better?" She grinned even wider now.
"He's…," Jean began and sighed. "…amazing."
"Woohoo!" her friend suddenly made and laughed. "Just as I thought!"
"'Ro, you're so embarrassing," the rd head said jokingly and shook her head.
"Thanks! So what are you gonna do?"
"I don't know. Honestly, I really don't know…"
"You want to hear my opinion?" Ororo asked her straight ahead. Jean only nodded. "If I had any chance to have a man like Logan," she said completely serious. "I'd leave anyone for him. I mean," she continued after her opposite began to wrinkle her brows. "First of all, he's a real hunk, you can't deny that!" she winked. "Then he'd do anything for you, he can protect you, is not one of those men who says yes to anything and as you said…he's amazing," she grinned. "So how many more reason do you need to be convinced?"
"Jean smiled. "He's slice you into pieces if he could hear you."
"I know," Storm giggled. "In fact he's a softie with a beast hidden within. Or is it vice versa? Anyway, where else will you find someone like him?" She looked at her completely serious for a brief moment. "And if you don't hurry, one of his fan club members will get him!"
"Fan club?"
"Don't tell me you haven't noticed!" Ororo shook her head. "Nearly every teenage girl here goes crazy if he's around. Especially this Eliza chick."
"This blonde girl?" Jean asked. "She's pretty."
Ororo nodded. "That's the problem. She tried everything to get his attention. I once took part in his class and I tell ya," she shook her head snorting. "The only thing I waited for was that she'd drop her clothes in front of him. That girl really does everything!"
"Well, maybe she's successful one day." Lost in thoughts Jean still played with her shirt.
"Nah," her opposite made and leant back a bit. "He loves you. He doesn't like blonde girl and he wouldn't be so stupid to sleep with a student. You know how Charles would react!" She watched her. "Come on! Don't make such a sad face. Go to him, talk and have a nice, hot happy reunion."
"'Ro!" Jean cried again, but her opposite only winked. "Gosh, I need to get away from here!" She got up ad walked over to the door. "Thanks for listening!" she said smiling with her hand on the doorknob.
"Anytime," Storm gave back. "Now go and talk with Logan. I bet he's brooding and can't sleep anyway."
"I'll try." With one last look on her friend, Jean left the room and walked down the corridor. First she needed to talk to Scott. She needed to know the truth before she could apologize to Logan. Entering their room, she called him, but received no answer. After looking into the bathroom she returned to the door in confusion. Usually, he always laid in bed by now…
Walking down the corridor towards Logan's room, she suddenly stopped as she heard noises out of one room opposite to his. Not knowing why, Jean stepped slowly closer and leant against the wood; listening strained. Her heart kicked into high gear as she recognized the voices within. After all those years she knew perfectly well what he sounded like if he was in the middle of doing it. So Logan and Storm were right…she thought. Taking deep breaths, she tried to stop the upcoming tears from falling. With her hands wrapped around her body, she leant against the wall; her head thrown back against it, while her eyes were closed. She felt her heart aching, wondered if she's hurt Logan as much as she felt the pain right now. Despite her attempts, hot tears were soon wetting her cheeks. Holding back a sob, she turned away and walked over towards Logan's room door. Waiting for a few minutes, she calmed herself as good as possible before she wiped away her tears. Raising her hand to knock in his door, she knew that he'd already smelled her. Taking one last deep breath she knocked once. Then twice. Again no response. Just as she raised her hand again, the door was opened roughly.
"What!" Logan bellowed angrily and looked at her with narrowed eyes.
Jean had backed off a bit as she noticed his look and that he was only wearing black boxers. She raised her head again and met his distant and cold eyes. "I..," she began as all of a sudden a blonde girl appeared right behind him. Eliza smirked at her arrogantly, before she turned to Logan and gave him a long kiss. "Bye," she purred and gave Jean one last victorious look. Jean watched her leaving in shock. She just couldn't believe what she'd just seen. With widened eyes she turned towards Logan again, who leant against the door-frame and looked at her hatred. "You," she began faltered. "You slept with her!"
"No, we played cards," Logan hissed. "What the hell do you want?"
"Logan, she's a student!" she said louder than she intended to.
He rolled his eyes. "And if she was someone's wife. What is it to you?" he shot back angrily.
"You can't sleep with a student!" she protested, forgetting for a short moment about why she was actually here.
"I can sleep with anyone I like!" he growled with a very low voice, while keeping his eyes on her. "Do you think I'll wait for you until you're in need again?" he asked her bluntly and she felt immediately offended. Logan nodded towards Emma's door. "As Cyke. Maybe they do a threesome with you."
Jean felt her heart breaking in her chest and swallowed hard. Blinking she couldn't hold back her tears any longer and broke eye contact. "Why are you saying this?" she asked him barely audible.
He shrugged arrogantly. "Why not?"
Wrapping her arms around her body, she looked into his cold eyes. For the first time she realized how much she must have hurt him. He was completely shutting himself off from her. Something he'd never done before. "I came to tell you that I'm sorry…," she began but he only snorted.
Smirking at her he narrowed his eyes even more. "I don't give a shit on it!" Logan hissed coldly. "And now piss off! I want to sleep." With that he slammed the door shut.
That was part 3. I'll try to upload part 4 soon, too. Thanks again for the reviews. ; ) Glad you like it. Oh, and Logan wasn't drunk, he only drank much. ; )
