One Night Out
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I am so sorry this has taken too long… I just couldn't catch up with schedules ... and the like… and also because of mental block… I so hate myself because of late updating… hope you understand… and hope you would still love and read this chappie…
Chapter 13 – All I Really Wanted
After 3 years Rogue's life went from better to best, she can now conclude that her life was once again whole. Being a well-known Psychologist and owning a large mansion she can't ask for anything more In line with her accomplishments she also found a new hobby that she started over a year ago, she now owns a well renowned bar that is constantly filled with people that consists of mostly the rich and the famous.
At Rogue's Mansion… her room
Ringgggg rrrriiiinnnnnnnnngggggg
"Yeah, hello?"
"Hey swester, were ve gone in a few minutez, just called ta inform you, zo you wouldn't come looking for uz."
"Who says, Ah will, now yah all come back here with going home gifts okay."
"Yeah okay vwe will."
"Say bye tah Amamd fo' meh will yah… and take care on yah honeymoon."
"Zure, zhe's really excited vout dis honeymoon trip."
"Of course she is, cause she's wit' yah... don't forget tah take pictures of New Mexico, I'd love that."
"Okay Rogue, oh here's Amanda, we better get going… bye."
"Take care."
Rogue then sighed as she put down the phone, Kurt and Amanda's wedding, just a few days ago was still stuck on her head, it was just a simple church wedding but everyone was in awe as the two love birds "share their lives together" it was cute the two of them cause they were truly meant for each other and after all these years of waiting they finally made it. Rogue stood up right next to her window, enjoying the scenery below her, it was a cold day, dew from the leaves were still present from last night's rain and the sweet aroma of jasmine fills the air from the flower beds.
Outside the window she spotted John and Wanda walking with their two year old daughter Leila in the garden the siblings shared, the little girl who was very fond of her auntie Rogue waved at her from where she was seated, on John's arms, the couple also smiled at Rogue and she smiled back at them before sitting back in her chair as the others went to the picnic site.
Rogue's POV
'Everybody seems to be settling down, not that I am jealous… it's just that maybe I shouldn't hide in the dark anymore, it's crazy being alone while everyone around you is with their boyfriends, fiancés, husbands not to mention the constant bridal showers that I've went to. Maybe being alone is the price I have to pay for the so called success, but if that's the case, I would really like to feel what it's like to hold and touch someone's heart as they are touching yours, even just for a day.'
Rogue's thoughts were broken when a knock was heard at the door.
"Madam, may I come in" said Rogue's house keeper
"Yeah, Jenny"
"I am so sorry to disturb you but there seems to be a problem at the bar?"
"Yeah what? More wines? Don't worry tell Pietro tah call the dealer tah sent some more and put it on mah check, and by the way tell 'im tah stop drinkin' all o' the beers, or else Ahm gonna be forced tah fire 'im." Rogue said as she was flipping through her magazine with a smile planted on her lips to indicate the sarcasm on her words.
"Ma'am, I do believe this is a more serious matter."
"What do yah mean?" Rogue said easily changing facial reactions
"Your brother, sir Pietro just called, he's in the hospital now just recovering from last night"
"Wha? What is he doin' there? What happened last night?"
"The Senator's son was at the bar last night, when a call to assassinate him took place, your brother and the bouncers tried to save the boy and they got into the cross fire, thankfully no one was badly injured but the place was a blown up mess, apparently a strong kind of weapon exploded inside and parts of the place was burned, just as everyone was almost out of the building. He called to say he was sorry."
Rogue was speechless at the moment "how come Ah didn't hear this sooner?"
"Your brother was unconscious and he just woke up and the other personnel thought its best that you hear from them first."
"Okay, thanks Jenny, make sure things are taken care of with Pietro and call our clients."
"Sure thing."
The next few hours was nothing but a stressful one, Rogue tried to finish fixing the damages, including the renovation of the bar and all the medical shits needed to be filled for Pietro, she was nothing but exhausted. She was just about to drift into a deep sleep at the hospital chair in Pieto's room when she was awakened by a familiar voice.
"Hey Sheila you alright?"
"John, yeah, yeah Ahm fahne, where's Wanda?"
"She just bought something for lil' Leila, they are on their way here don't worry. How is Pietro?"
"He's fahne. Just sleeping over there" pointing to the sleeping man on the hospital bed
"He looks kinda happy, for someone who just got beaten up."
"Told yah he's fahne."
"Let me guess, he got the phone number of the nurse?"
"Make dat two nurses."
"You siblings have a way with charm do you. By the way why don't you go home now Roguey, anyway the sheilas would be here any minute, we'll take care of speedy here and go on and check the bar later."
"Oh Ahm fahne, ah don't have anythin' else tah do anyway."
"Yeah but you look exhausted, you go and rest first."
"It's just the face John, ah may look exhausted but ah ain't exhausted. Tired, yes everybody gets tired sometimes, but ah tell yah ah ain't exhausted. But ok, yah all check on Pietro and ah'll juz go tah the bar okay bye."
And before John could respond she dashed out of the room. So instead he made a quick phone call.
Mean while the bar was now all set and done after a first class, fast renovating team of electrical engineers and interior designers, it was going back in business in just 2 days after the paint and varnish had dried up. Inside Rogue can be seen alone drinking with a glass and bottle in hand. She was humming a song as she slipped; outbalanced in the chair she was sitting on when a pair of strong arms caught her just in time.
"Whoa, take it easy chere."
"Swamp rat what are yah doin' here?"
"Remy be helpin' ya mah chere."
"Yah crazy."
"Only fo' ya mi amore."
"Yah give meh the creeps swamp rat, but since yah here, yah might as well have a drink. Keep in mind dat ah still don't like yah."
"Den why yah offerin' Remy wine?"
"Coz der ain't anyone else here and Ah need a someone tah talk to."
The two spent hours in the bar talking and drinking, with an ever so drunk Rogue who is constantly shoving drinks to Remy that he couldn't refuse. After along deliberation Remy finally manipulated Rogue to go home.
The ride home was really both enjoyable and at the same time dangerous for the two of them, with Remy getting faint gitters of nausea and a flirty drunk Rogue in the backseat you can just imagine them swirling in the tracks in a motorcycle, fortunately they reached their destination safely, and as Rogue got out of the motorcycle, her lack of balance sent her tumbling against the pavement only to find strong arms pillowing her fall. They found themselves in a very compromising position after that with Rogue on top of Remy. Then after an awkward silence, Rogue stood up and coughed. It made them snap back a little to reality before they made their way through the front door.
"What's wrong chere?"
"Nobody's answering the door."
"Where are de maids?"
"Today's there day off, Ah seemed tah have forgotten."
"Yer keys then."
"Oh mah gawd! Ah left mah purse at the bar!"
"Funny how tah see you all disoriented chere."
"Ha ha, betcha think yah so funny swamp rat. Why don't yah just stop that shits and help me get inside."
"No need ta get all jumpy chere, and Remy thought he could do better with you drunk."
"…"
"Doesn't Wanda live over there, right next tah yer place,"
"Yeah but they are with Pietro remember?"
"Guess it's you and Remy in the pavement chere… this is gonna be a long night."
"Are yah serious?!"
"Non chere, just kidding, here let me show you a trick Remy does way back in the institute when he wants ta visit the most belle femme in de world."
Remy climbed to the balcony to Rogue's room, and after guiding Rogue up a ladder, they soon found themselves laughing for a job well done and what good way to do it than to celebrate with their old pal, vodka.
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The next morning Rogue clasped her head as the hang over strike her with so much pain, she can only remember faint memories from last night…
'What happened?'
'Oh yeah the vodka, the bar… Gawd ah must have drowned myself'
'Oh mah gawd, mah head really hurts'
'It's a good thing Remy got meh inside mah house or else ah'll sleep outside'
'Oh mah… Remy!'
Upon realizing what happened last night, a groan escape from someone on the bed beside her.
"Mornin chere…"
"…"
"Chere?!"
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!! What are you doing there naked!!"
Really sorry for the late update, don't forget to review!!
And oh before I forget… this story's ending is coming so watch out for that…
It's making me sad… but I see a window of opportunity for a new story so watch out for that too…