Queen of My Heart
LoverGurrl411
Chapter 2 – It's a Beautiful Lie
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When Rogue got to the mansion, it was as if she could hear the cell doors being shut behind her. She was back to the life she wanted not so long ago, only now she didn't really want it anymore. She wanted to be free, though she had no clue what that meant. But she knew she wanted it.
"Rogue, I think we should talk in my office," Charles Xavier's voice rang out. That was when Rogue realized that once again everyone had gathered around her and the professor as if her life and the conversations she had were a spectacle to be witnessed and critiqued. But instead of commenting on that, all Rogue did was nod her head and continue behind Professor Xavier.
Once they were in the Xavier's office Rogue finally realized it wasn't just her and the professor. Storm was in the room, and so was Logan. Rogue wasn't entirely shocked to see them, but she was bothered that they would join the private conversation, as if they had a right to be in there, and listen to what she's been through. But nonetheless, Rogue had to swallow that bitter pill, and sit through an interrogation, and so she prepared herself mentally to take the way out that Gambit had given her. Only, thinking of Gambit in that moment wasn't her best plan, because as soon as he entered her mind her body felt as if it were on fire. Literally. She could feel the electricity, barely touching her earlier, back again as if he were standing right behind her once again.
"Rogue?" Xavier's voice resounded in the office, a concerned look upon his face, but Rogue didn't notice. All she noticed was the image of his hands wrapped around hers, and his body towering from behind her and his devil-may-care smirk and—then it was all gone. It was all gone and she was staring ahead at the wall, and her body felt suddenly cold.
"Kid, you okay?" Logan.
"Ah'm fine." Rogue stated. Her voice firm, though she was anything but on the inside.
"Are you sure, Rogue?" Storm's worried glance and voice did nothing to make Rogue more open at that moment.
"Ah said ah was fine." Discussion over. And everyone in the room understood.
"Okay. So, I think you know, Rogue, why you're here. What happened?" asked Xavier.
And now came the moment of truth. Will Rogue lie or will she be the person Xavier thinks she can be.
Silence.
"C'mon bub, we don't got all day." Logan spoke, impatient.
And then Rogue spoke, softly, as her heart filled with guilt.
"Ah was taken a block away from the school, by Gambit. Nothin' else to tell." Her voice sounding strange and small to her own ears.
"Are you sure there's nothing else to tell, Rogue?" Storm finally entered the conversation. Every fiber in Storms body was telling her that there was much more to the story then what Rogue was telling, and she wasn't the only one in the room with those thoughts.
"Nah. Ask Logan, he was there when Gambit practically admitted he took meh." Rogue looked to Logan for back up, but couldn't quite meet his eyes. She prayed he wouldn't see through her.
"The kids right, Charles. Gambit did say when we arrived that she's free to go." Logan's voice was ruff and aloof as always.
Professor Xavier looked to Rogue. Really looked at her and she was praying that her thoughts of guilt weren't so loud that he could hear them, without even trying to. But if he did get a peak of her thoughts he showed no signs of betrayal and all he said was "Well, then, now that we settled that, why don't you go to your room and get some sleep. You have school tomorrow bright and early."
Rogue only nodded and made a beeline for the door. Her nerves were all alive, pleading with her to get the hell out of there and fast, but she didn't want to look suspicious so instead she walked casually to the mahogany door. Her hand was on the doorknob and her mind was screaming 'Almost out! Almost out!'
And then Professor Xavier spoke, and her Fight and Flight response was leaning more towards flight at the moment, thinking that he'd caught her in the lie.
But all he said was "Oh and Rogue, we're all glad to have you back." And then she was set free.
Rogue hadn't realized how stifling that room was until she was out of it, and then her relief lifted as she walked to her room and was replaced by guilt. Loads of it.
Fuck it! She thought. Just fuck it!
She wasn't going to feel guilty she decided, because she did what she had to do. She handled the situation how she thought it needed to be handled and she was not going to feel guilty about that! With that thought in mind she got into bed, and laid awake half the night, not being guilty, only it was a lot easier said than done.
The next morning was extremely hectic, more so than other mornings. This morning was so hectic, that there was only silence. It was a silence that was filled with people screaming and shouting in grief and pain for their fellow mutants. A silence that became tangible with fear for themselves. A silence that scared Rogue to the core, because she had no idea what was happening that, though everyone was awake and dressed, no one was moving. Just standing around, watching the television mouth off. And that was where Rogue heard the tragedy and horror that would continue to follow in the next few months.
Everyone would remember the smell in the room, and what the reporter was wearing when she announced it.
Rogue would remember the look of pure pain in Kitty's face, and how Jean clutched to Scott's hand. Kitty would always remember how empty she felt, needing to hold Lance's hand like Jean did with Scott, only to find he wasn't standing next or behind her.
Jean would always remember how off balance she felt when she heard the news, and how comforting and safe it felt to have Scott there.
Kurt would always remember how warm Jubilee's body was, held in his embrace.
Evan would always remember the taste of bitterness that washed over him when he saw Kurt comforting someone, because he needed to feel strong by comforting someone, but he didn't have anyone.
Logan would always remember the pure hatred that filled him, watching the shock and then pain flit through Rogues eyes, as she heard the T.V.'s loud voice say "The count so far is 60 mutants dead. I think I speak for all mutants out there when I say that these men are mutant's ultimate terror…"
Rogue couldn't stop hearing what the woman on the screen was had announced.
Striking News:
"This morning, around 5:15 a.m. an underground tunnel, which hosted many mutants who were living outside of society because of their mutations manifesting in their outside appearance, were attacked and brutally murdered. Let's go to Joanne who is there at the scene.
Joanne: I'm here, at the clearing of the underground tunnel that was first attacked early this morning. As you can see behind me, the massacre that occurred was not only tragic but brutal. The chief of police has yet to say much, except that the person who has done so much damage to the mutant population in New York City in only a few hours was not only working with others, but it is assumed that all the people involved are serial killers. Above me, there's writing in blood in Romanian that says ' De infecţii ale umanităţii trebuie să fie ucis. Vino alaturi de noi in cauza pentru a scapa de paraziti de la această lume! Aceasta este de război!' This translates into 'The infections of humanity must be killed. Join us in our cause to rid the parasites from this world! This is war!' The count so far is 60 mutants dead and counting. I think I speak for all mutants out there when I say that these men are mutant's ultimate terror. Back to you Mary.
"Well, this is definitely a bad day for mutant's worldwide and I fear it's only going to get worse…"
"Listen up, everyone," Professor Xavier spoke up. "I am not going to down play the situation just because you're all teenagers. You need to understand how serious the situation is. Not just because of the apparent killers that are on a rampage, but because there are many anti-mutant's out there. Parent's and children alike. Because of this rebellion by some, those anti-mutant's will not be afraid any longer. The reason they have left us in peace up until now for the most part has been because of fear. That fear is dissipating every time someone hears what has happened. You all need to band together. Put your personal differences and secrets aside and defend each other!"
"Charles, what are you suggesting?" Logan's voice was tight and anxious.
"I am suggesting they go to school as they all had planned but to be extra cautious. Beware of everything and everyone around you. Things are going to be much more dangerous than ever before for all of us." Xavier eyes, which usually held a twinkling knowing look in them, were very serious and held no knowledge of what was coming.
No one moved to go to school. Everyone felt an ominous foreboding in the pit of their stomachs. Everyone held fear in their hearts, but were trying to stay calm and be strong.
"You are all to come straight to the mansion after classes end. Do not linger." Storms eyes were threatening and everyone knew she was dead serious.
Kitty took a look around the room in trepidation for what was to come, but immediately felt safer knowing that Lance would be in the school. She felt her stomach flip a bit at the thought of his arm coming around her waist, pulling her to him protectively. As the thought came, it went and she was assaulted with images of Lance holding her tightly to him, molding his body to her. Kitty was one second away from a moan as she felt heat between her thighs, and caught herself up short before she did anything embarrassing. And in that moment, she smiled lightly, and knew that everything was going to be ok. That was when she looked to Rogue.
Rogue was standing in the room, her body frozen immobile. She was wishing so hard that Gambit could be there with her at that moment. She was reminded how well they had fought together in New Orleans, and how whenever she was in any type of danger he would automatically come to her aid and make sure she was okay. She was reminded how in a battle he would look to her first to make sure she was fighting against someone she could handle, and he didn't need to step in. She was reminded how he had liked how feisty she was, and she realized that he would hate to see her cowering like a frightened little girl. He wouldn't recognize her if he saw her. And then she was reminded how he had whispered in her ear 'close your eyes,' and she did exactly that.
In that moment the air shifted around her and she was back in New Orleans barely breathing, only inhaling enough to breathe his scent in, nothing else. She was feeling the warmth that came off of his gloved fingers as they held her bare ones. Her eyes were closed, and she knew that what she was seeing wasn't real anymore. That those moments had passed a day ago, but she couldn't help but draw strength from the feel of his breath on her ear. She knew when she opened her eyes in a second that it would have all been a lie. That Gambit wouldn't be there. But what a beautiful lie it was, and she drew strength from that lie, and opened her eyes. She looked at Kitty who was looking at her, and they shared a smile. They were ready to face whatever was going to be thrown at them at that moment. The real question is would they feel just as strong and safe later on in the day when they were actually faced with danger?
At that moment in, New Orleans, Gambit was sitting at the kitchen table, making jokes with some of the guys around when Jean Luc came blasting in, a grim expression on his face.
"What happened?" were the first words out of one of the guys mouths.
One look at Jean Luc's face and Gambit was on his feet, ready for action. Ready to defend himself and his father, though he and Jean Luc were still on rocky terms.
"Calm down. Nothin' happened here. In New York there's some serial killa dat gone and killed 'bout 60 mutants dis mornin'. 'cordin' to da news these guys done declared war on all mutants." Jean Luc's voice trembled just slightly.
Gambits heart paused for a second, and then came back, beating with fervor. Beating faster than when he was in battle.
"An' all dese mutants, dey were all killed togetha'?!" Gambits voice was tight, and his southern accent more pronounced than usual making everyone look at him with worried expressions. The air around Gambit crackled, begging to be set free of the energy charging it.
"Yea. Ah don' know da specifics but ah know dat they were all killed togetha, an' it was in New York. Why ya interested if they were all killed togetha?" Jean Luc's voice was suspicious, and Gambit knew his mind was just trying to figure out why he cared to see if he could use it to his advantage.
But Gambit couldn't worry about that. Not at that moment. Right then, all Gambit could see was Rogue being massacred by a bunch of psycho's. The air around him electrocuted the guys and Jean Luc a bit, and everyone automatically took a step away from him.
Before anyone had a chance to do or say much of anything, Gambit was out the door, racing to his motorcycle. As he turned onto the highway and said good-bye to the bright bayou all he could hear was Rogue's terrified cry in his imagination.
As the wind tried to keep him back, all Gambit could think was 'Please don't let it be Rogue. Please don't let me be too late if it is.'
And the wind howled the fear that was coursing through Gambit's veins, as the sun glared down at Gambit, raging at him through the heat at how much of a fool he was to go to a girl who will never want him the way, and as much as, he wants her.
So intent on his destination, Gambit never saw the hazel eyes in the car behind him, watching his rash departure.
A.N. – So, What did everyone think?! I actually surprised myself with how quickly I finished this chapter. Was it good, bad, cliché?! The song that I was listening to was "Beautiful Lie" by 30 Seconds to Mars. But somewhere along the lines the song changed to "My World" by Sick Puppies, and then "Disappear" by Hoobastank. I would also like to thank all the 3 people that reviewed *lol* but also the lots of people who put me on their alert and as their favorite author. I feel special! Haha.
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