2013[xmenmoviefanfic] FIC: "Torn Between Two" (1/?) [PG]
- Feb 3, 2001TITLE: Torn Between Two
RATING: PG for now
SUMMERY: Logan comes home to discover things have changed
ARCHIVE: Ask and you shall recieve
DISCLAIMER: Own nothing, not even the shirt on my back.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: This is very short. It's kinda my first xmen fic, I'm not
sure if I should continue it or not. Send me some feedback to encourage me
and let me know there is someone out there who likes my writing.
I hate it. I hate the fact that no matter what happens orwhat he does; I still
want him. He came back you know. I thought he cameback for me. But that was
just another dream I am chasing. Sitting here,listening to the rush of the
water below my feet. The way the water crashesinto the banks, the direction
it all goes.
Have you ever watched salmon go up stream? They fightagainst the current,
against all odds because it is in their nature. It is intheir nature to go
somewhere, a place that the river doesn’t want them to go.They swim upstream,
and it just makes them even more vulnerable. There arebears waiting for them,
to catch them as they leap to their destination. It isreally sad when you
think about it.
Logan came home last week. He came home, and I wasoverjoyed. I never thought
I could be so happy. Then it all came tumbling down.He didn’t come back for
me. He never would. I was just a kid. Nothingmore, nothing less. But he
doesn’t know. He doesn’t know I no longer am sweetlittle innocent Marie. I
am and always will be Rogue.
I can’t help who I am or what I feel. I just want it all to go away. I
hatefeeling this vulnerable. I hate it.
It’s harder than I thought. When I first came back, Iexpected her to want me
like I want her. I pictured this whole reunion scene onthe drive back. I
would walk through those doors, and she would be standingthere waiting for
me, because she knew I was coming back. And when oureyes would meet, we
wouldn’t need to say any words. There wouldn’t be a needfor words. She would
run into my arms and tell me she missed me and wanted melike I wanted her.
Nothing ever really happens like you want it to. Everythingwas going
smoothly, up until I stepped foot inside the mansion. There was noone waiting
for me. I was ok with this, I mean sure I was hurt, but I figuredmaybe they
went out to town. I walked to the kitchen, and there she was. Threeyears can
make someone forget. She was making a sandwich, and she was humming.I don’t
know what she was humming, but it was pretty. Hell, anything that comesfrom
her is pretty. I was leaning against the doorframe just soaking her in.All
the changes, all the curves I failed to notice before. I don’t know how
Icould have missed those.
She looked up at the moment, and I couldn’t help but noticethe softness of
her face, the way the light shone off her hair. It was utterbeauty.
To say she looked shocked to see me is an understatement.For a moment I
thought I saw fear, but it quickly passed and she smiled at me.
“Hey,” Rogue said.
“Hey yourself kid,” I said with my arms across my chest,trying to look like
a bad ass, and not some pansy who was in love.
Rogue winced when I said kid. Boy was I kicking myself inthe ass for that
one. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Things between us seemed a littleawkward. Just
then someone came into the room. I tore my eyes away from Rogueand looked at
the intruder. He walked up behind Rogue, my Rogue, and put hisarms around
her. And kissed her. What the hell did he think he was doing? WhenI found out
who that was…
“Did you get the sandwiches?”
Scooter? One-eye? Cyclops? He had his arms around Rogue. Ithink I may have
startled them when I unsheathed my claws, cause Rogue seemedto jump a mile
high and remember I was in the room.
“Logan,” Scott said glaring at me, like I had intruded onhis moment of peace
and happiness. I didn’t do anything wrong, he was the onewho wrongfully had
his arms around Rogue. He had no right.
“Scooter,” I said back. We both stood there staring each otherdown. Waiting
for the other to break. I think Rogue got tired of it.
“Scott, why don’t you finish the sandwiches, and I’ll gooutside and wait for
you.” And then she turned to face me, “Logan, why don’tyou go and get
settled into your old room. Everyone else went into town, so youhave free
reign to do whatever you want.”
And with that she turned and walked out the door,leaving Scott and me alone.
In the kitchen.
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