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John's POV

"Hey Kitten, can you phase this house arrest bracelet off of me?" So according to Stormy she's been in a pissy mood, so I try to lighten the mood. Her body jerks around towards me. Her eyes are filled with tears. She looks so sad and lost. That sad look quickly shifts to an angry, piercing glare. So it's obviously more than a PMSing problem. Kitten's usually so bubbly and I know I used to hate it but I'd much rather see bubbly Kitty than… well whatever this is. She looks as if she's been to hell and back. What could have done this to her? I've seen her cry before but she's never looked this defeated.

"Get out," Her voice is as cold and sharp as her glare, "Get the fuck out!"

Ok reality check, did Kitty Pryde just cuss at me? I stare in disbelief.

"What's your problem?" I snort letting my bad boy side get the best of me. The anger in her eyes turns to sadness and she buries her head in her pillow moments later she starts to sob. Ok major mood swing. Maybe she really is on her period… maybe it's not good time for a joke though.

"Please," She begs between sobs, "Just leave." A part of me wants to ask her what the hell her problem is and another part of me wants to comfort her. I do neither though; I walk out the door and slowly close it, staring at the girl I used to love, who's obviously not the same girl.

My heart races, I'm still trying to figure out what happened.

"Nice going," A familiar voice says from behind me.

"Bobby, what the hell's wrong with her?" I ask, hoping my old friend will give me some information.

"She's been like this for a few weeks now. She never leaves her room. She cries until she makes herself sick and then she cries again," Where's Bobby getting at with this? For once I don't make a smart ass comment and I just listen, "She's barely eaten or slept all she does is lay there. If she had the energy she probably would have phased your heart out right there." Bobby's expression is almost as cold as hers. Did I do something I'm not aware of?

"Is she mad because I left her or something?" I'm so confused right now.

"No Pyro she's not mad at you because of that," Damn I was just getting used to being called John, "I think she was relieved because of that." Ouch that hurt.

"Then what's her problem?" I ask again.

"Her problem is her dad died on Alcatraz the night we fought you."

"Oh yeah, the night I kicked your ass," I snicker. No joking around right now John, the girl you loved is in there sobbing and apparently it's your fault. Am I talking… wait thinking in third person? Focus! "So it's my fault? There were plenty of mutants there that could have done it. Most people died from Miss Grey's psycho super powered split personality going on a killing spree."

"He died from being burned to death," Shit, I really did kill Kitty's father. Man, no wonder why she's pissed. "Don't have a smart ass reply Pyro." I really killed her dad…

"Why's she here. Shouldn't she be with her family?" She was always very close to her family.

"They blame mutants for her dad's death and don't want anything to do with her," Bobby says. And her parents were the few that actually accepted the fact their child's a mutie.

"Wow," That's all I can say. I've never regretted anything in my life but now… Now I regret going off and being Magneto's bitch. I can't fucking believe I killed her dad! I didn't realize Bobby had walked away. I turn back around and look at the door, I have to find a way to cheer her up. I caused this problem.

Kitty's POV

I'm sweating from anger, I'm crying from sadness. I don't know which one I am right now. He, the murderer, stood there so clueless I almost started to feel a little bad for him. Maybe that's a good sign maybe I'm going back to my old self. Everyone, even kids I don't know, comes in here and tries to cheer me up. It's not like I don't want to be happy I just can't! They have no idea; I had no idea what this… this illness was before this.

There are times I'm sad and cry and end up forgetting why I'm sad and why I'm crying. Half the time the fact my dad died doesn't even cross my mind. At some times I feel almost emotionless and other times I'm as angry as hell. I'm tired and weak all the time but I can't fall asleep. Crying all the time has upset my stomach which seems permanently. My body aches from toe to head. My headaches are worse than when I first got my powers. I must sound like an old lady complaining and I know people just want to help but they don't understand, they have no idea.

I want things to go back to normal, but how can they with him here? God to think I ever loved him, he's a cold blood killer! He was so clueless though, he obviously doesn't know what he did but… why am I making an excuse for him?

The door opens again, three visitors in one day a new record! It better not be him I've finally calmed myself down and I'm so sick of crying!

"Kitty," It's Storm again, I don't bother turning around to look at her. "Kitty I talked to the other teachers and we agreed that we can't keep excusing you from your classes. You have a duty as a student and a member of the team and I've given you enough coping time." Enough coping time? Mr. Summers had three months until they started telling him it was time to 'fulfill his responsibility as a teacher and team leader' What makes him so special? "I want you in class tomorrow morning."

"He's not in any of my classes, is he?" I think that's the first thing I've said to Storm after she told me the news despite the fact she checked up on me every day.

"Who, John?" I cringe at his name. I can't even get myself to think about the name for two reasons. One obviously being because of Pyro and the other being it's my dad's name. I don't respond hoping she'd get the hint. "Oh, I'm not sure."

"Please Storm," No crying, no crying keep it together, "Please make sure he's not in any of my classes." Dammit I'm crying!

"Sure thing Kitty," She says. I have nothing else to say and neither does she. I hear the door close and I'm alone again. Alone and crying.