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: Sorry it took so long, and this is quite shorter that usual, because a close friend of mine just died of Leukemia in a very early age of nine, and I couldn't have the heart to right, but thankfully everything is fine now
Really sorry … but her there's a twist, hope you like it!!
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Chapter 11 – Moving On
The ebony night sky was cold and unnerving for Rogue who was lying, alone on her bed, she always liked to be alone, no one bothers her, uses her and betrays her, but somehow the times have change and her locked away life was giving up on its barriers. For Rogue it seems that she wants and needs to be with people, finally she made a decision to leave all of her past behind, but not to run from them anymore but to face them in order to move on.
She's been here for days relishing the feeling of vulnerability on her whole being, staying out on a storm really does get to the toughest people, she was trying to compensate her way of life now, evaluating everything else that's left of her broken pieces… Now, she was living alone, but not to far from the ones she loved because Wanda and John are just a minute away, the institute is a good two hours away. And a job opening is opening its doors to her… 'Not bad' she thought 'is ah could keep dis up, ah'll be great in no time' she stated as she heard a faint knock on the door.
"Yeah Wanda its open."
"How do you know it's me?"
"Just a' wild guess…"
"Whatever, by the way just came to see if my baby sis is okay."
"Since when did yah start callin' meh baby sis? Ah know yer excited bout yer baby… but treatin' meh like one isn't gonna help." Rogue said as she started a giggle
"Right, I dunno, it just kinda puts me in a brighter mood when I think of him."
"Him??"
"Well I dunno if the baby is a boy or a girl, but John refuses to call the baby. "it" so we just kinda mix up hes and shes…"
"Oh joy, yah two are kinda funny, it changed yah a lot Wanda."
"What changed me?"
"The marriage, the baby… everything, more super hard Gothic looks and yah always seem happy, like evrythin's gonna be okay, yah know, sometimes I can't help but to feel jealous."
"Oh stop it… it just kinda happen you know, when you want everything to be perfect for the ones you love, you just feel like changing for the better, but staying the same you, deep down inside.
"Yeah yer right, maybeh ah should get one o' those babies."
The stepsisters looked at each other then they just laughed for minutes in unison, the two became super close as time went by, as if maturity took its toll on both of them, most of the time at least. They felt a strong bond on the both of them, even stronger than real sisters. When finally Wanda broke the laughter, she looked at Rogue, who suddenly felt the seriousness on Wanda's eyes. When Rogue's giggles stopped, Wanda turned to speak.
"Remy called in this morning."
'wha' great, ruin a perfect evenin' by saying his name' ('thoughts')
"Yeah." Rogue said looking away
"He wanted to see if you're okay."
Rogue just looked at Wanda, not knowing what to say, knowing her uneasiness, Wanda obliged to continue.
"Kitty asked for you too, she said she have some important news to tell you, I think it's about her moving in with Lance."
"What, well that wasn't dat surprising is it. Ah always knew dey would come around."
"And oh Pietro and Kurt would visit us tomorrow, so be ready."
"Yeah okay."
"You know Rogue, he really loves you, but he said he would wait if you're not ready yet."
"Yeah maybeh ah aint ready yet."
"Come here love." Wanda then reached out to hug her.
"You'll come around."
"Yeah, ah sure hope so."
"Well I won't keep you anymore, go and have a rest; we have a busy day tomorrow."
"Okay, goodnight."
"Goodnight, sleep tight!"
"Yah too sugah."
Wanda then got up from Rogue's bed to proceed to her own house next door, and as she flickered the lights, she looked towards the other goth girl.
"And Rogue?"
"Yeah?"
"Everything would be okay."
"Thanks Wanda."
Then Rogue drifted off to sleep.
5 MONTHS later…
Rogue was looking out of her office window after a rather hectic schedule and a few bugging clients. She was now a renowned psychologist, successful in each and every way and she's come a long way. And she liked every single part of it, she was okay, but somehow not yet fulfilled, and the only way to do that was to face her past, but she will, she promised herself, she just had to fix her present first so that she could go on to face whatever it is that is waiting for her in the future. And she was doing a pretty good job already in such a short time. By her calculations, given more of this so called time, she'll be regenerated and totally in control in no time, and the emptiness that she's feeling now will soon die away.
She was happily thinking these things and as she did, she somehow drifted on a very shallow sleep, probably from stress, while the sliding door flung open softly, no sound was heard because of the black floor carpet situated on her office door. Rogue was totally unaware that while she was busy almost sleeping, a man of 24 stepped inside carrying what seems to be a bouquet of red roses, chocolates and a bottle of sparkling white wine. Rogue was still oblivious to what was happening inside her office until the man bumped in the glass table creating a noise that waked her up.
Rogue stood up in a very professional manner, ready to face her client, as she was still arguing to herself why did she let herself fall in slumber while at work, when she realized that her last client was suppose to visit her two hours ago. She was so unsure what to expect now, she was about to turn around, a very familiar voice send chills on her spine.
"Very graceful… chere."
That husky southern voice couldn't belong to any other, he came now, oh well maybe it's time, Rogue said getting ready to turn around to face the Cajun with a professional face and a proper decorum fitted for a president on a world wide meeting, but as she turned her head, all her so called will power escaped her and replaced in its place a very stiff body, as she saw the most shocking event of her life.
"Hey there stripes, happy birthday!"
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