One Night Out
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SUMMAY: Rogue became Scott's savior when Jean dumped him 4 years ago, what happens when Jean comes back and Scott realizes that he still loves Jean? What will happen to Rogue, when in her distress she finds a man who has the same intentions to her as she did to Scott, will she open up for love a second time around? Or will she push back the feelings thinking that love pushed her back?
AN: I was thinking of making Wanda and Pietro just siblings and not twins… guess what I changed my mind, sorry bout that. Anyway thanks for all those who reviewed to mylovetheswamprat, dougyboy, prophecy89, Rogue181, and -sweeping shadows- you keep me going and going and going. Hope you like this chapter. R&R
Chapter 4 – Broken Glass
Rogue woke up the next morning and had the memories of yesterday engulf her she gave a loud sigh as she thought of the unbelievable persistence of the Cajun 'Ah had tah admit ahm quite impressed' but still she was hating the fact that he likes to invade her personal space, that's why it's called "personal" in the first place. 'Yesterday was just a time of rejuvenation, no more, no less' she hated to admit it but half of her wants the attention although she knew that she was not going to give any of it bad, that's what hurts.
Rogue was still lost in her thoughts when a very disturbing growl was heard across the room. "Grggghh" She winced as she realized that it was none other than her aching tummy, she totally neglected the fact that she hadn't eaten since yesterday morning's breakfast 'shit ah m hungry' then she made her way to the bathroom to take a quick shower then she proceeded to eat.
As she reached the kitchen doorway, a certain Cajun turned around to her with pancakes in the plates.
"Hey chere, you've finally chosen to wake up."
"Yeah well ah was kinda hungry."
"Remy thought that ye were in a coma."
"What makes you think ah did?" Rogue said as she opened the fridge to grab herself some milk.
"Chere it's two in the afternoon."
"W-What?!" Rogue said in shock as she looked at the kitchen wall clock. "Ah overslept!"
"Quite a long time, ah might add."
"Shit!" Rogue said not bothering to listen to Remy's musings
"What is it chere?" Remy said taking a step backward from Rogue's loud voice
"Ah got classes with the professor and ah got a test… a big one at that, and oh ahm so gonna get it, really Rems, oh my gawd!! And th-."
"Don't worry chere Remy already took care of it."
"What?"
"Chere you look cute when you're freaking out."
"Gawd Remy snap out of it, stop flirting and tell meh now!"
"Remy told the prof that yer sick and s o ya needed to rest and ya couldn't come to class today."
"He'll never buy it."
"Wrong chere, he actually did, Kurt helped Remy by tellin him dat he saw ya awfully sick dis past few days."
"You asked mah brother tah help yah?"
"Non, he just spoke up, why are ya o mad chere?"
"Mahbeh because ah don't want people puttin there nose in mah business, get that Cajun?" Rogue said it as a statement rather than a question.
"Well desole chere but ah think dat it was Remy's business too since ah be de one who took you to de stream yesterday, because ah thought that would make ya happy… chere."
With that said Bobby Drake a fellow student came inside the kitchen just in time to hear the last part of what Remy said. "Oh… what stream? Make who happy?"
Rogue was completely lost in her thoughts half of her thankful for Bobby's sudden interference because it saved her the embarrassment of having to answer to Remy's very touching and sensible comment, but then again Bobby's question still hangs in the air, waiting for the two of them to answer.
Suddenly a loud bang was heard at the front door with the noise of all the students rushing to see what it was… thankfully Bobby with all curiosity rushed with the crowd also.
Left alone in the kitchen, Rogue just sent out an almost silent sorry to the Cajun and then after a smirk from Remy they both proceeded to check out what the commotion was about too. Rogue was just starting to feel her heart beat back to its normal speed when what she saw made her whole being stiffen to the last strand of her hair.
A mob of about 15 men was in the mansion's front door with two coffins in their hands, they are all wearing black uniforms with a word rescue imprinted on them.
"We are here for the family members of a woman named Darkholme and a Mr. Logan, are they by any chance in here?"
Then Rogue and Kurt stood up front followed by Wanda and Pietro behind, "Were there children." Rogue managed to say.
"We are terribly sorry madam, the plane from New Orleans going here crashed even before it lifted itself from the ground, carrying all in all a hundred and twelve people, there were apparently no survivors and, the plane carried your parents, were terribly sorry."
All the students froze on their place; the man was about to leave as he signaled his men to board back in their truck but not before he set the coffins inside the mansion's receiving area. Just in time, Professor Xavier called out to him.
"Mr…?"
"Thompson… sir."
"Mr. Thompson, may I speak with you for a moment, privately please."
Wanda mentioned the students to clear out while Mr. McCoy led the to his class Kurt immediately went in his room, not bothering to talk to anyone at the moment, while Rogue still shocked at what happened just stood there unmoving, Wanda was trying really hard to find the words to comfort her, but no words came out, after a few minutes Rogue stormed her way outside of the mansion to the gardens, as she passed by her parents coffins she shuddered slightly and then she ran with new tears in her eyes. Remy looked at Wanda who was apparently thinking of the same thing but since they both new where Rogue was going they better leave her alone, at least for now.
Rogue found herself crying in her hammock, the hammock Logan made her, she was used to being alone so her dad made her a personal space whew no one would bother her, as Rogue mounted the hammock, she cried out loud as memories of her father and their times together engulfed her… "This is all too much!" Rogue said out loud, in the mansion she was regarded as the "untouchable" because of the horrible past that she had, her being in her foster mother Irene, who betrayed her more than once before her father had found her, and then she faced the fact of losing her real mother. Her heart that seems to be broken every time she tried, her continuous broken family that seems to be the trend… and now, the only real thing she got besides her empty self… gone just like that, taking with him the next best thing to be called a mother figure. "Gawd ah hate mah life!!" She cried with loud sobs then she instantly fall in a deep slumber in the hammock.
Kurt was looking outside the window, he saw how his sister cried the hell out of herself, this is as hard for him too but he knows that what he feels couldn't compare to Rogue is going through. He knew that the intensity of her emotions is way of bounds, oblivious to the world.
Rogue despite her closure, had been a great sister to him, a person he trusts and respects and who was always there for him no matter what, and now that he has no one but her, he felt that he must be there for her too. Then a realization hit him, he might lose his sister too. So he went out of his room and was about to go to Rogue, when a tall lean figure stopped him.
Ahoy! Short huh… well you know what to do… R&R!