Rogue pulled herself out of the darkness of sleep, her body was still groggy but her mind was wide-awake and alert. She darted her eyes around the room taking it all in. Sun filtered in through the now partially open curtains. She pulled herself out of bed and walked over to the window and looked across the small town. She carefully opened the window before turning away to sit down on the bed again. Finding the top bedside drawer with one hand she slowly slid it open and felt around for the object she knew was inside. Her fingertips touched cool thin metal, Then carefully found the end of the object and pulled it out. She sat watching, mesmerized but the sun reflecting on the cool metal blade of the sharp kitchen knife. Taking a last look around she aimed the knife, holding it in her left hand she held it above her heart, floating three centimeters away. She turned it to the perfect angle and struck. The knife dug partially into her skin; warm blood began to seep through the hole coating her skin and clothes in red. Still the girl pressed deeper, her aim still sitting in wait.
"Chere!" a voice yelled sternly from the doorway.
Her blood ran cold but still she pressed the knife deeper. The knife struck bone.
"Fuck" she muttered, her angle had been slightly off
Taking the pause in movement, Remy move forward and removed Rogues hand from the knifes handle. He gently removed the knife from her chest and pressed a towel over the wound. Rogue felt her body go weak and her eyes rolled into the back of her head before she fell back onto the bed in his arms.
Remy picked up the unconscious Rogue and carried her in his arms to the whitewashed bathroom. He placed her gently on the cool tiles with her back leaned against the bath. Finding a first aid kit in one of the cupboards he pulled it out and placed it next to Rogue. With his glove covered hand he peeled off her top layer to expose pale skin coated with red blood that was seeping out from the cut in her chest. He pressed another towel over it to prevent to constant flow of blood. He reached down and found the first aid kit, while still holding the towel to her wound he searched with on hand through the first aid kit. He carefully dressed the wound hoping that the dressing would be enough and it would heal without the need for stitches.
Rogue came to slowly feeling the gentle touch of a hand running through her hair. She felt the coolness of the bathtub on her exposed back. She reach her hand up slowly and grabbed on the hand that was running through her hair. Seeing that the girl was awake Remy looked down at her.
"Chere?" He asked questioningly
"What do you want swamp rat?" she hissed at him
"I want to help chere," he replied casually "why do you do it?"
"I told you, you wouldn't understand"
"So make me understand"
Rogue simply looked down at her pale hands.
"I can't touch" she whispered tears beginning to form in her eyes
At her comment Remy just stood up and held out a hand to help her up to.
"Come with me, I'll show you something" he told her
Rogue cautiously took his hand and he led her out of the room. Before leaving she grabbed a simple deep blue tank top and black jacket.
Rogue sat on the back of Remys bike, her arms wrapped around his chest. She desperately wanted to let go and be swept away into the wind only to be crushed on the road, but Remy seemed to be able to sense this and touched her hand gently. She knew him riding with one hand was dangerous so she held on tightly after that. She only wanted to kill herself, no one else. Remy pulled to a stop and Rogue carefully climbed off the bike, taking in all the scenery in order to find any way to escape if necessary. Remy came up behind her and wrapped an arm around her waist.
"This way chere" he whispered in her ears
Remy pressed lightly on her back forcing her to move forward. She found herself being steered in the direction of a hedge surrounded garden. The garden was mostly a grassy area with a brick surrounded pool with water lilies floating on the water surface. On the outside beyond the grass edge stood and decorative lining of flowers. Remy stopped her just on the edge of the pool. He turned the girl to face her and emerald met red. Keeping his eyes on Rogue, Remy carefully removed one glove with his other hand. He lifted it up ready to stroke down her cheek but she turned away.
"Chere?" he asked
"I don't want to hurt you" she whispered
"But you willing to hurt yourself?"
"Yes" she replied turning to leave
Remy reached out and grabbed her wrist in his hand and pulled her back, using his other hand – the one that was uncovered, her turned her face to look at him. Rogue waited for the pull of her powers to start but it never came.
"You can't hurt me chere"
He then leaned down and kissed her forehead before releasing his hold on her to walk back to his bike knowing she would eventually follow.