Repost Fic: Crying In the Dark (1/?) Scott/Kitty
- I'm reposting this part for Kelsey. All feedback goes
Title: Crying In the Dark
Author: Kelsey H20Babie6@...
Characters: Scott, Kitty,
Summary: Two people find themselves.
Notes: Thank you Alyx! Your beta was wonderful! This
is my first angsty fic, be kind! Feedback, feedback,
feedback! I have the next part ready and I'll
send it once I get five feedbacks (because I like
feedback and have no shame
She knew it was a bad idea.
He knew they'd only end up hurting the people they
They both knew they'd do it anyway. They did.
It amazed her, how good it could be.
He'd never had anything like it.
They both knew they couldn't let go of what ever it
was they had found.
She knew it was breaking Bobby's heart.
He knew Jean was growing lonely and bitter.
They both knew that hearts would be broken before it
ended, but they couldn't stop.
She cried, he cried.
He left, she yelled.
They both remembered.
Kitty graduated from NYU a year ago and returned to
Westchester. She, Bobby, Rogue, Jubilee and John
joined the team that summer. It was a summer of
parties, joy and light. Work at the Academy started in
Kitty was assigned most of Jean's teaching schedule so
that Jean could devote more of her time to research.
The days were hard and long, and the light dimmed to
that heavy gold of late autumn afternoons. Missions
started too. Missions that began with adrenaline and
energy, but ended with blood, tears and utter
exhaustion. The light dimmed to the color of midnight.
It was always midnight in Scott's head. Brought on
from years of leading before he was truly ready to
lead. Brought on by the things he did but hated, and
longed to do but couldn't. Midnight came from seeing
too much and not being able to do enough. From
thinking certain thing and saying the opposite. And
despite living in close quarters with two powerful
telepaths, they did not seem to notice the dimming of
Kitty missed light. The longing for light was what was
destroying her, not the simply the presence of
darkness. Bobby didn't notice, sensitive lover though
he was. He just assumed that quiet equaled mature and
Kitty was a grown up.
After the disastrous mission no one could meet his
eyes. Which was just as well because Scott couldn't
look them in the eyes either. He needed to escape.
The blackness started to suffocate her after the
mission, to cover her with its cool impersonal
dryness. She ran to the courtyard, cool, and dark, and
barren. She stopped when she saw him.
Scott stood in the center of the courtyard, trying to
absorb the starlight.
Kitty pressed close to a wall without phasing through
and watched. A weak lamplight flickered above her. Not
the kind of light she had been looking for.
Scott sighed, turned. Saw Kitty.
She stood there, crying. Tears coursed gracelessly
down her face.
Scott beckoned to her, gathered her in his arms when
she reached him. He couldn't just leave her alone,
crying in the dark.
Kitty allowed herself to be comforted and wished she
knew why she was crying.
Scott stroked her hair and wished he could cry, saying
Kitty didn't say anything either. The silence between
them was the most comforting thing of all.
End Part 1
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