Short. Simple. Sad. REVIEW.
A Good Lie
Rogue woke to hard knocking on the door. She felt the warm body next to her slip away and the ruffling of clothes. When she opened her eyes she saw Warren yanking on his jeans and heading to answer the door. Rogue pulled the covers up higher, to cove her bare chest. She rolled on her stomach and dug her face into the pillow.
"Where the hell did you go last night?" a voice pounded, as Logan entered the room.
"I couldn't sleep, so I went flying and...just got back," Warren said- the very good liar he was.
"That's funny, cause you looked pretty damn clean, for someone who's been out in the sun all morning," Logan shot at him. He looked over suspiciously at Rogue, studying the bed and the blanket that covered her.
"I'm crazy right?" Logan snapped, walking towards the bed, "I'm crazy for even thinking it, tell me- tell me that's true."
Warren looked at him and spoke softly, "I don't wanna lie."
Logan smirked, "I thought this would be hard, keeping a stable relationship going- I thought I'd mess it up- but I guess you fucked it over all by your damn self," Logan growled and stormed from the room.
"I'm sorry," Rogue said, lifting her head from the pillow.
Warren smiled comfortingly at her, "I'm not." He went to the bed, leaned over, and planted a soft kiss on her lips.
Rogue felt immense relief when nothing bad happened to Warren once they touched- but it was gone as soon as the door opened, and Storm came in.