"It's Beginning to Get to Me"

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"I want something that's purer than the water, like we were. It's not there now, in-eloquence and anger are all we have."

She hadn't the slightest idea how she ended up where she was…one second she was contemplating as to how she would tell Remy of the pregnancy, or if she should tell him at all, however her temper got the better of her and she shared the news in a more than classy manner. Next she remembered walking out on him after he told her not to, grabbing her car keys and bolting out of the mansions grounds faster than Remy could register that she had taken off. There was no point in staying there in the frustrated state she was in so she did the thing she was good at, taking off whenever the hell she wanted. And now, here she was, up in the small coffee shop at Fairmont Circle.

Fairmont circle was a few things, for one it was fairly quaint area giving off the small town feel, with numerous shops scattered about. It was in the middle of the town square of a place called Cedar Lee, a small township not too far from the outside of Westchester New York. A small movie theater was directly across the shop where Rogue sat in. She watched as young kids, about 15 years old made their way in the theater laughing and joking around as they did so. She brought her attention back to the tea that sat in front of her, mentally kicking herself for coming to the one place where she would be unbelievably tempted to pump some hardcore caffeine in her system by the smell off coffee. However she went with the alternative coffee drink, tea. If she had it her way she would be out having a drink. She had heard once that caffeine is not exactly the best thing to intake during pregnancy, especially if it coffee form, so he urge for an alcoholic beverage was cast aside much to her dismay. This was going to be a problem.

Rogue sighed. She was already thinking of what to drink and what not to drink. This was just way too soon. She was still trying to comprehend the situation. She was aware of the fact that she had given Remy a hard time, her rational take on the situation was that he deserved it and he had it coming after giving her a hard time. And he was a guy. Whatever, he is an idiot. She could care less.

"What Rogue? What can't y' do?" Remy asked firmly clearly frustrated with the situation.

She was slightly taken aback by his severe tone, but refused to lose her composure.

"Don't be mad—"

"Don't be mad? Rogue! How could Remy not be mad when y' bein unreasonable?"

"Ah am not!"

" Yes y' are, What's goin' on wit' y'? Is it that y' afraid t' care fo' another? How about acknowledge y' feelings instead of pushin them back? Huh, what is it?"

Okay maybe she did care. Everything that had happened bothered her. But she wasn't about to let him know that.

Rogue closed her eyes and her brows knit together. "Acknowledge your feelings instead of pushing them back" was ringing through her head. Remy could call her out on things all he wanted, but he had no idea. He had no idea how hard "feelings" were for her.

"Remy, shut up!" Rogue shouted. Remy finally went silent and watched as she rubbed her temples clearly infuriated with him at the moment.

"There's no point in talkin' to you. You're just going to assume what you want and then not let me get in a word edge wise."

It was Remy's turn to be infuriated.

"Y'must be kiddin', you're really just loosin' y' mind-"

SMACK!

"Like Saturn's rings, an icy loop around me, too hard to hold. Lash out first at all the things we don't like or understand."

Her lip quivered slightly but she sucked in a breath and held her own. To think he had the NERVE to say that to her. She was unbelievably sensitive when it came to anything like that. Ever since she had lost control over a year ago she became more careful with what she did and how she did it, never wanting anyone to think that she would lose her grip again. Control. Maybe having control made her more weak. The last thing she wanted was for her mental shields to break down and let all havoc break loose. That would not be a good thing…not when she had more things to consider now, or rather a person to consider. Her hand slowly dropped to her abdomen and it rested there for a second, she let out a slow breath. The reality was still making its way to seep in.

'This is real…' was the one thought that continued to plague her mind.

Her hand made it back up to the table where she rested her head gently in it. She realized the small coffee house was quaint and mellow. God only knew that she needed to be mellow right now. All she could think about was how she could not lose it. She could not afford to lose it at this point.

"And it's beginning to get to me. That I know more of the stars and sea than I do of what's in your head, barely touching in our cold bed. Are you beginning to get my point? That all this fighting with aching joints it's doing nothing but tire us out, no one knows what this fight's about."

Remy…how did she feel about Remy? Who knew at this point. But…how could she not feel happy when he was around? Being with him scared her and excited her at the same time. She loved that he was just as crazy as she was at times, she loved that he would act like such an idiot and make her smile. He would just stare at her and sincerely tell her she was beautiful and that he never has felt the way he feels for her for anyone else.

"If y' scared y' can jus' tell Remy instead of pushin' him away." He watched as she kept her gaze away from his. He took her hand and put it on the upper left side of his chest over his heart.

"We have somethin' here. I feel somethin' for y'. This old Cajun cares about y' very much. Y' be so right fo' me Chere."

A small lump formed in her throat as she thought of those words. They slowly began to register in her head. She wasn't ready. She wasn't ready for so many things. When he said things like that she did not know what to do. This is Remy. Remy has probably never said that to a woman before and meant it. Life was moving at a rapid pace lately…and she knew she did not want to say anything she would regret to that boy. But…Love? That would not be something she would regret…would it?

Oh No, the dropping feeling came back to her stomach.

At that moment she watched as her phone lit up and then vibrated for the 8th time with the name "Remy" appearing on the screen. Once again, her body now plagued with nerves, she picked up the phone clicked a button and watched as the call was sent straight to voicemail. Running both hands through her hair, she crossed her arms for a moment and then feeling quite antsy she stood up and made her way out of the shop.

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"This is Rogue, just leave a message and I will get back to you"

'Beep!'

"Chère, come on. It's me again an' I just wan' t' talk…y' got me a bit worried here. Please, jus' call."

He clicked his phone off and all he was able to mumble out was

"For the love of all humanity an' den' some! Y' driving me crazy, I hope y' know 'dat!"

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"The answer phone, the lonely sound of your voice, frozen in time. I only need the compass that you gave me to guide me on."

The emotion of fear came so quickly, and as if on cue the snowball effect took place. Almost twenty, hardly an adult, baby, Remy, love, confusion, baby, afraid, stress, baby, Oh God—telling Logan, the finances-

"At least I am reacting! You are just standing there, hardly letting me into that head of yours!"

"Ah don't know how to react! What do you want me to say? What could you possibly want me to say Remy?"

-alone? Doing this alone? Was that even an option? She did not want to do it alone…

"Chere…M' sayin dat be a different way for us t' do this. Let's just calm down and sit down so we can talk about what 'dis means for us. I mean, chere, a million things be runnin through Remy's mind. How is this going to work? Are we going to keep it here, are we going to move out? Are y' even going to stop ignoring me and let me know how y' feel bout' any of 'dis-"

Rogue was back behind the wheel making her way to somewhere or anywhere , and the thoughts of Remy's words just began to flood her brain.

"Oh God! how is this going to work? Do Ah keep it at the mansion? Am Ah going to move out? Is that more practical? Wait…Ah was supposed to take more classes!" Her frustration began to get the best of her as reality crept up full on. Once all the thoughts came, it was hard to make them stop.

She continued to randomly go off, point by point, about all the things that were on her mind, almost uncontrollably, until her phone rang once again.

"And it's beginning to get to me, that I know more of the stars and sea than I do of what's in your head, barely touching in our cold bed. Are you beginning to get my point? That all this fighting with aching joints It's doing nothing but tire us out, no one knows what this fight's about."

His name flashed up again on the screen, although this time, with her free hand she grabbed the phone and clicked the answering button.

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"Come on, Come on…" Remy impatiently muttered over the dial tone, expecting the phone to take him to her voice mail yet again.

However his heart skipped a beat when there was a click and a frantic voice on the other line

"Remy?"

"It's so thrilling but also wrong. Don't have to prove that you are so strong. 'Cause I can carry you on my back after our enemies attack. I tried to tell you before I left, but I was screaming under my breath. You are the only thing that makes sense, just ignore all this present tense."

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So chapter 5 up and running. This thing is definitely making its way up again. Thank you so much for the reviews, much appreciated :) By the way the italic lines that were quoted are from the song "It's beginning to get to me" by Snow Patrol.

So what do you think of this little switch of perspective? Wonder if Rogue is going to crack, hm. This should be interesting. Please review-comments, questions, go for it :) until next time,

-Lebs.