Chapter seven
Angie ran through the halls of the
X-mansion. She wanted to know what was so important, seeing as she had asked to retire when she took up residence in the avengers tower.
The first person she ran into was Jean.
"Angie?"
"Hey Jean! Do you know why I'm here?"
"No,I thought you retired."
"I had."
"Oh." Was all Jean had to say to that.
'What a load of good that did.' Angie thought as she continued walking down the halls.
What she saw next ripped her heart to shreds.
Logan, her Logan, the mighty wolverine, was kissing Remy, her best friend and gambit,in front of her.
She let out a chocked sob, breaking the men in front of her apart.
"Mon dieu! Angie, je suis trés dessole!"
At least Remy looked sorry, Logan didn't. In fact he looked more embarrassed at being caught than sorry.
'Serves me right, it's obviously karma.' Angelica thought
"Umm...I hope you two are very happy together, I guess." There was no anger in her voice, only incredible sadness.
She turned to leave when she turned back to face the pair.
"Oh and Logan."
"Yeah?"
"I just want you to know that I won't ever stop loving you." She said as her voice cracked at the end of the sentence.
Determined not to cry, Angelica squares her shoulders, lifts her chin and walks out, door closing behind her.
She made sure she was out of earshot before breaking down in a colossal explosion of fire and tears.
_/\_
A/N well aren't I mean? Also sorry about not updating (I doubt anyone reads this junk let alone cares about lack of updates) but school started back so my spare time has been halved.
Translations (according to my limited knowledge of French):
Mon dieu! Angie, je suis trés dessole!"
Is
My god! Angie, I am very sorry!
