Gambits life

Rogue had become addicted to Gambit's diaries. She just had to continue reading them.

Mercedes 11o7 Guinevere Pike

I was having a pretty good day after the pick me up at Merce's house. I thought te Bella thang through. Ok I'll admit it; she's crazy as hell ,but that's just one of those negatives that some women have. And I realized that I have been too picky about the opposite sex. Some men are married to ladies that are overweight, incoherent, cheating, just plain ugly as hell, demanding, mean, and whatever else can be wrong with them.

But look at Bella she looks like a playboy model, looks great in a g-string or just nothing, and she has an occupation like his so he wouldn't have to lie to her about my occupation. Cause really who would want to have a grouchy, mean, stubborn, cold hearted, femme as a wife. Yes Remy's day is looking great.

She had a strange feeling that the last line was aimed at her but how could that be since he wrote this nearly eight years ago? Sighing she continued on to the next diary entry.

Warehouse 13:00

Wat te hell was I thankin? Mercedes must had been givin good head cause there's no way in hell I jus said tat I wanted to marry Bella. Maybe I should quit smoking. Apparently its messing wit my brain. This morning I was tied up in the basement of her house wit rats running round. She tells me tat its time I stop smoking an drinkin since it will kill me sooner which may not be a bad thang … especially if I got ta be wit her.

Then she tells me I had ta give up sex wit other woman. I mean damn we aint gettin married fer another four months. A man has needs an no offence ta Bella but she aint te best at fulfilling those needs. An I cant believe she told me not ta use my powers either! Course I busted out an ran as far as I could from tat crazy bitch as fast as my legs an God could carry me …

Rogue had to admit that the Bella character interested her. Apparently, although she as his fiancé, he really didn't have much more than a physical attraction for her. Sure if Rogue stumbled upon the woman she'd probably punch her lights out for even considering being with her Remy not that she liked him or anything…

This time she found a few entries around the time of his wedding.

No title

I had bout enough of my life. It was always te same. I stole sometin tat was previously thought unobtainable, get paid, go home, deal wit Bella, mess around, go ta sleep, eat, go steal sometin etc. It had gotten boring. Besides I aint never really liked stealin in te first place. Let's jus say it runs in te family. In a week I'd be married, but I couldn't help but see more than Bella an I tagether faever.

I knew tat te moment I put tat ring on her finger it was a responsibility. Not just for her, but for both te tiefs an assassian gangs which I aint want no part in. Marrying her would make me head of te families. It would be my job ta pick up or if need be kidnap new recruits, it would be my job ta deal wit situations tat got out a hand, it would be my job ta kill a family member if they got to outa line, it would be my job ta produce heirs an raise em ta be like me. Every single person that would be killed now by any of us would be my responsibility to deal wit an tat wasn't even factorin in Bella's mood sings.

But wat if I left? Wat would I hav out there. I aint got no education so I'd still be a tief either it as here or anywhere …

The page was ripped and slightly hard to read from there so she continued on to the next entry.

No title

I decided ta hell wit everyone and thang I ever knew. Taday I should had been married, but instead I left. I woke up tis morning an jus couldn't do it. Although now all I can thank of is Bella. Sure she's different but I have no doubt tat tat was te first and probably las person I'll ever fall in lov wit.

That entry was short but Rogue was sure he had regretted leaving her whether or not he still regrets that decision is something she was not so sure she was ready to know. She could ask him. But that's just like going to him and saying 'Hey Rem's I read ya diary wit all ya personal information an there are a few things I'd like to discuss'. As foolish as that sounded she still wanted to know how come he had never told her about Bella.

Rogue imagined how she would take it. Somewhere between running him over with her car, pushing him off a cliff, knocking him into next week, and other mean thoughts came to mind. Ok so if he told her she might slightly over react ,but at least she would had known instead of him being deceitful about it.

Lisa Z. 222 Atlantic Ave.

I had every intention of going ta see tis girl I met when I was driving by this high school where I saw te mos beautiful thang in te world. At te moment she was bending over the passenger side door of a red sports car talking to a blue haired kid and a guy wit red sunglasses. From my particular venue I saw how well tat leather skirt gripped her sculpted backside and how tight her leather top was.

When she stood up te wind whipped her hair. She had white stripes in te front of her ginger hair and something about how she as standing at tat moment with her gloved hand pullin back one strand of loose hair, her emerald eyes concentrating on the task at hand, her skirts' slight lift since her legs were apart, everything about her was inviting. I jus new I had ta see her again. In fact she was so beautiful I was standing there catching flies wit my mouth open.

It was strange though. Normally I'd be attracted to people like this girl walking over to her with te perfect tan, long legs, and flowy red hair, but tis girl she … intrigued me. I snapped myself out of it and walked off before she saw me. She got me excited alright, but when I saw her I jus felt like I don't know like I was findin myself or sometin like tat.

Rogue had remembered that day for various reasons. One she had recently started living with the X-Men and wasn't so sure that they liked her. At that particular moment Kurt and Scott were trying to reassure her that everything was ok and that if any of the brotherhood had a problem with her that she'd have to go through them. She remembered smiling inwardly at the remark before turning and looking away for a second and then followed Jean into the building. That was also the start of her infatuation with Scott. Funny how on that day her other lover was present.

The last entry gave her an awkward smile plastered on her face. It made her happy that she was different than his laundry list of banged and bailed girls that he was so fond of writing down. Maybe there was more to him than his extremely good looks.

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Sorry for the wait ya see my other Southern Cookin has more reviews so I write more for that story …. And my 'W' key's been acting up lately so sorry if words are being misspelled wrong.