The first flower.
Rogue woke up the next morning feeling a bit groggy from the night before. She lazily turned over and started to panic when her eyes fell on her
clock, it was 9:45am and she had a dangerroom session at 8:30am. She fell out of bed and started running around her room hopping into clothes
found scattered around the floor trying to figure out why no-one had come in to wake her.
Rogue ran down the stairs into the main hall and looked around, where was everyone? She tapped the button to the lift to go down to the lower levels
when kitty came out from the kitchen.
"Morning sleepy head, where are you going?" She asked.
"Wha' do ye mean?! we were supposed ta be in dangaroom at 8:30!" Rogue in a very confused manner.
"Don't you remember? Logan cancelled it before we went out last night... man you really must have drank alot last night."
"Oh, raght, yer I remember tha' now, an' ah didn't drink that much."
Rogue went into the kitchen and sat down at the table whilst Kitty made her a cup of coffee, she slumped her head into her hands massaged her temples.
"I'm going out in a minute do you need anything from the shop?" Kitty asked.
"Asprin please."
Kitty raised her eye brow at her friend knowing all to well why Rogue needed the asprin but decided not to say anything. If the valley girl knew anything it was that you don't mess with Rogue when she's hung over, and worst of all never let her know that you know she is hungover.
/deliver us from temptation\
Remy sat up and looked to his left, for a few minutes he just sat there staring. Her breast was moving slowly up and down, she was completely at peace
with everything. The room was so quiet you could almost hear her heart beat. Remy slowly got out of the bed trying his best not to disturb her.
He crept into his bathroom and shut the door softly, moved toward the sink and looked up into the mirror, he looked at the scars on his face, the little
reminders of his all his battles. His eyes moved up to rest on a scar close to his hair line, this scar was the scar he got from Rogue, after she had knocked him
out in New Orleans he had hit his head on a rock and got that scar. He had a quick shower got dressed and left his room, left the building and left behind
the sleeping figure of Fiona Allerdyce.
/Never let the fear of striking out get in your way\
Rogue looked at her cell phone, she really needed to get a new ring tone, because the one she had was at that very second bugging the shit out of her.
"Wha'?"
"Erm.. Rogue?"
"Naw Kitty, unfortunately Rogue couldn' get ta tha phone thas is her ahdentical voice twin speaking can ah tahke a message?"
"Do you have my purse?"
"Whay on earth would ah have it?"
"I gave it to you last night to put in your bag because there wasn't enough room in mine."
"Oh raght, ah'll jus' check... Kitty its not there, are ye sure ah didn't give it back to ye? or maybe Lahnce has it?"
"I already called Lance he doesn't have it, I need to call the bank, all my cards were in there!"
Kitty hung up the phone and Rogue just stared at it for a second, how on earth would someone of been able to of got so close to her to steal a purse out of her handbag? She need a walk.
Rogue walked for hours, she had no idea were she was going and in all fairness didn't give a toss, she just needed to get out of the house for a minute,
she had let her friend down, badly. No one should be able to steal of her, she is trained to prevent these exact things from happening, she used to be a theif
how could she not of spotted a shifty look or a tell tale sign?
Rogue carried on walking till she came across a park, she sat in the glowing afternoon sun and lent back against a fence breathing in the cool breeze and listening to a near by busker strumming his guitar when she recognised the song.
'Now that I've got nothing left to loose I will say what I wanted to, all I ever wanted was you..."
She stood up and walked around the path saw Nick leaning up against a tree serenading people walking past.
"Hey there Nick"
"Well look who it is, how did you know it was me?" he said pointing to the hat he had covering all his beautiful hair.
"Tha' song, it's jus' so beautiful"
"Thanks, I wrote it about a girl I used to know, she was southern like yourself, I loved her very much but one day she just up and left. Gave me a letter telling me she had fallen in love with the man her parents wanted her to marry, she said that he treated her better than I did and that she told him about me and what we had and that I was just using her for her money. I'd only been in a America for a few months at the time."
"Wow tha's so romantic, and tragic. Wha' was tha' horrible guys name?"
"Remy Lebeau, from what I heard he jilted her at the aisle anyway, but by this point I was already in my car driving north."
Rogue was dumbfounded, how could Remy have been so cruel? to knowingly steal another man's girlfriend? Its just horrible. She had always known he was a womanising asshole but she had thought that he was at least good enough to go for girls who are unattached.
[Later that evening]
Rogue sat on her balcony smoking a cigarette, she was in turmoil. She had no idea why it had effected her so much to learn what a cruel person
Remy truely was, she entertained the idea that maybe she had developed some feelings for him since they had seen each other again for about a minute
before disgarding the idea as absurd. She looked around at her view and noticed a bike she did not reckonise parked outside the mansion, it was a
very pretty shiny bike and the temptation got the better of her so she lept in the air and glided over next to it, thinking it would belong to a vister to
a neighbour or something like that.
The seat looked like it had been used for a long time, with the owners shape sagging into the soft leather and the handles had the friction marks of a the
owners hands gripping them when they went faster or round corners, but the rest, the rest of the bike looked glimmering new, it was obvious that the
owner took very good care of this little beauty.
"Ye like Remy's bike chere?" came a sexy drawl from behind her, inside Rogue shuddered a little at the sound but quickly regathered herself and turned to meet the eyes of her intrusion.
"It's a beautiful bahke, it's horrible ta thaink though tha' it should be subjected ta a scum lahke ya."
"Oh chere, ye wound this poor cajun" he said taking a step closer to her, to which she responded by kicking him in the nuts.
"Naw, but now ah have."
"Mon Dieu femme!! (my god woman!) Wha' de fuck did Remy do? Ah tough' wit' mags gone dat de fued between de Xmen and de Acolytes was done."
"This ain' ta do with no Acolytes or Xmen Gambit, ya are a vile man an' ah don' wanna be around ya"
"Now ye gonna tell Remy wha' he did ta be a vile man?"
"Ah thaink ye know all ready! But just ta refresh ya memory whay don' ya thaink about wha' ya did ta Belladonna an' Nick! They were in love
an' ya knew tha', yet ya still had ta go an' convince her otherwise! ya disgusting pig!" and with that she took of and landed on her balcony,
her entire body shaking she stormed into her room and locked the door, collapsed on her bed and cried untill she fell asleep.
Remy lay kneeling on the floor in the same position she had left him in thinking about what she had said, it was probably around this point, and when Remy got older he would look back at this moment and remember with a smile, that this was around the time he knew that this was the one girl he had thought he wouldn't ever meet, the one girl he knew that he shouldn't mess around, that he loved. And so he would have to make some very tough phone calls and drag up some past he thought he never would have to do, but he knew she was worth it, he had gone there that night to warn her about Nick but now he had to tell her truth about him.
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A/N
Dun dun dun!!
awwwww I'm sorry for taking forever with this! but it's ok im back now, and im so close to finishing this now!
hopefully you can all guess were this is going now and what book it is very lightly based on!
anyway next chapter coming soooooon! so watch this space!
and pweeeeety please review :) oh and im sorry about the shortness!
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