Author's Notes: I know I know. It's been too long. I've been through so
much drama this past month that I haven't been able to write as much as I
would like. Plus I was on a three-month vacation, which included no
writing, but now I'm back in action. I hope that you guys can understand my
need for a sabbatical break. Anyway I'm back, and I hope that you like this
installment. Also note I decided that I'm not going to bother with the
accents. It's too much work, and I'm already lazy as it is. So bear with
me. I tried a little with the accents, but I just know that I got the
dialect all wrong anyways.
Also note that I am in the progress of working on some of my other stories, so look out for the updates on those soon.
Disclaimer: Is it mine? Shoot I wish. Still nothing here belongs to me.
Angelo Espinosa was back at home, and he was lying in his bed. For the past two hours he had been trying to get some sleep, but Jubilee's sweet scent was all over the bed making it hard for him to get some rest. His mind kept replaying the events that happened recently, and he felt a nagging pain in his heart like never before.
He knew that he shouldn't be jealous, but the fact that she had carried another man's child weighed heavily on his heart. He kept repeating the mantra "that it should have been me" over and over in his head. He wanted to be the first man that gave her the wonderful prize of motherhood, but Logan took away his gift to her. He wanted to get through this, and he wanted to forgive and forget. However his mind could only focus on the fact that Jubilee had lied to him, and that Logan was once again in the middle of it all.
Angelo was aware of Jubilee's little crush with Logan, but he never would've imagined that things between them had gone that far. He couldn't believe that she would even stoop so low. Now he could understand why Logan threatened to kill her, and in his own way he could relate to the older man's feelings. He had wanted her to feel pain, much like his own. However, he knew that he would never be able to.
He loved Jubilee with his whole heart, and he knew for a fact that he would readily forgive her if she would just talk to him. However he noticed that his answering machine wasn't blinking, indicating that no calls had been made. He was also painfully aware that Jubilee hadn't bothered to use the communicator. He got the distinct feeling that she had never cared about him, and that he was just some kind of rebound to get over Logan.
He had always wondered what it was that she saw in him. Realistically speaking, he wasn't a very attractive man. He had gray skin, and his skin could even stretch for yards without tearing or breaking. Even though he learned to control his mutation, his skin still had a rough texture.
Logan was another story all together. He was the type of man that all girls go for. He had those ruggedly good looks that seemed to have women constantly falling at his feet. He was strong, and he possessed a certain attitude that Angelo had tried to copy on a couple of occasions. Overall Logan had it all over Angelo, and that thought broke his heart in more ways than one.
He wanted to end his feelings of loneliness, and he wanted to forget about the nagging pain in his heart. He wanted to let go of the past, and take his woman in his arms like before. He wanted the white picket fence, and the ten kids. Most of all he wanted her love, but the doubts that he had about that love would prove to be his downfall. He wanted a way out, and away from his pain.
*I just want to end this pain. I just want to forget.
Hank and Jean worked around the clock removing the tiny brain tumor, and because this was such a delicate operation countless hours had been spent. There had been a few complications with Remy's surgery, but they had been corrected before any real damage was done. Finally after twelve hours of surgery Hank closed up the wounds and dressed the tender area with some gauze and sutures.
Remy's was seemingly in good condition, and was listed as being in fair condition. Now it was only matter of time to see how everything was going to pan out. Hank had to keep reminding himself that they weren't out of the dark just yet. There was still the possibility that the surgery could inflict severe brain damage, and the result would be that he would be paralyzed from the waist down. He also was concerned about there being more tumors lodged in Remy's brain that he may have missed. So overall they had to wait to find out more on Remy's condition, and time was something that they didn't really have.
Rogue and Logan were seated in a dusty bar, and they were both presently enjoying each other's company. Earlier Rogue had wanted to get the man out of the house, because he had been in a foul mood ever since his fight with Jubilee. He still hadn't told her what he was so riled about, and she had the common sense not to ask him what the fight was about. So she suggested that they go out and have a few rounds, and he lead her to the bar that he frequented on a regular basis.
At first they sat there not saying a word to each other, and could rarely look each other in the eye. It wasn't until Rogue spoke up that he took his eyes off the murky yellow brew that was sitting in the front of him.
"I've made up my mind Logan." Rogue said before taking a sip of beer.
"Made up yer mind about what darlin?"
"I've decided that I'm gonna stay with Remy."
"Are you sure that's what you wanna do?"
"I love him."
"Ya do know that yer not the only one right?"
"Do ya have something that ya wanna tell me sugah?"
Logan's eyes widened at the erroneous assumption, and he chuckled lowly to himself not believing what he had just heard.
"Funny. No, but seriously there is someone else that loves Remy. I thought that you should know."
"Oh, and who might this person be?" She asked curiously.
"For me ta know and you ta find out."
"You can't leave me hanging like that. Now don't make me take these gloves off, because if I have to then I'll absorb your powers and read your mind just like that." She said with a snap of her fingers.
"Playing below the belt, I see."
"I can play very dirty when I have to."
"Remind me never to never get on yer bad side, especially when yer PMS'ing."
Rogue lightly punched Logan's arm, and then turned her attention back towards her beer.
"Why is it so hard to be happy Logan?"
"Yer asking the wrong person darlin. If I knew the answer to that, then I wouldn't be sitting here drowning away all my sorrows with this beer."
"I know why I'm not happy, but what about you?"
"Who says that I'm not happy?"
Rogue laughed at his quick answer, and then she took another drink from her cup of beer.
"You did. I mean that's the main reason why you're here, drowning away all of your sorrows right? You're just as unhappy as I am. Care to talk about it?"
"No."
"Come on Logan. Don't be such a spoiled sport. Why are you unhappy?"
"If I tell you why I'm unhappy, then ya gotta promise me that you're gonna tell me why you're unhappy. Deal?"
"Ya got yourself a deal mountain man."
"Well I'm unhappy because I've lost everything that is important to me. I've lost my memories, my family, my former loves, and I even lost my child. It almost seems to me that I was destined to be alone in this life. It's like everything that's good in my life gets taken away, and it's not fair. I want to be happy, but I just don't know how."
A single tear ran down Logan's face, and Rogue wiped it away with her gloved finger.
"I want to hate her so much, but I can't. Even after everything Jubilee's put me through I still."
"Love her?"
"I hate her."
"Look Logan I don't know what has happened between you two, but I know that it's tearing you both apart. You say you want to be happy, then do something about it. Look I don't have all the answers sugah, but I do know that it's best ta follow yah heart."
"My heart tells me ta kill her for everything that's she's put me through, and just get it over with!"
"You don't mean that Logan, and we both know it."
"Ya don't know a damn thing! You're about to go back to a man that you don't want, and you expect me to sit here and listen to you like you got all the damn answers to life. Get a freaking clue little girl. You don't know a damn think about me, and until you can settle your own problems leave me the hell alone!"
With that Logan slammed a twenty-dollar bill on the counter, and walked out the bar in a huff. Rogue was left alone to ponder over the things that Logan said, and the more that she thought about it; the more she realized that he was right. Her mind wondered from one thought to the next, and she thought about her next course of action to take. She wasn't sure if Remy was the "one" for her, and she was positive that she loved him in some degree. She realized that she had a lot to think about. If she was to ever be happy, then she had to make sure that she made the right decision regarding Remy. So she paid for her drinks, and headed back to the mansion. She had a decision to make, and she wasn't going to make it until she had the chance to speak with Remy alone.
Angelo crept inside his huge walk in closet, and he reached up on the top shelf. He felt around until his hands settled on the heavy shoebox, and then he pulled it down as carefully as he could.
He walked over to his bed, and then he took a seat. He gingerly caressed the closed box, before he slowly removed the lid. Once he opened the box he took out a few pictures and looked over them with tears in his eyes. There had been pictures of his mother, and private pictures of the love of his life Jubilee. He stared at the pictures lovingly for at least ten minutes, and he placed a gentle kiss on each one of them. Then he set those to the side, and then he reached back down into the box.
The next item that he pulled out was a small blue velvet box. He opened the box, and gazed upon the diamond ring lovingly. He had wanted to give it to her earlier, but he had decided wait, so that the proposal would be special in every way. He closed the box, as tears fell from his eyes. He then sat it down on the bed next to the pictures, and then he picked up the next item. It was a small teddy bear. Jubilee had bought it for him at a carnival, and for some reason he found that he couldn't get rid of the old thing. Sentimentality at it's best.
He kissed the bear, and then he sat it down next to the pictures and rings. He placed the box down and walked over to his dresser. He pulled out a pen and a sheet of paper. Suddenly he wrote down a quick message, and then he placed on the headboard on the bed.
He walked back to the box, and sat back down on the bed. He grabbed the box once again, and then he sat the box in his lap. He reached into the heavy box once again; only this time the item was much heavier than the rest of the items that rested in the box. He pulled out a long silver 45 mm gun. He opened the chamber, and noticed that the chamber was full. He quickly closed the chamber, and he swiftly placed the gun to his temple. He felt hot tears falling from his eyes, and the pain in his heart was too much for him to take.
"I love you Jubilee."
Before he even had a chance to change his mind, he pulled the trigger. The gun landed on the floor with a sickened thud, and blood splattered everywhere leaving nothing untouched. He fell softly on the bed, as images of Jubilee flashed in his mind before darkness overcame him.
Ororo Munroe was sitting outside Remy's room, when she noticed that Rogue was coming down the hall. Her first mind told her to leave in order to avoid a confrontation with the young woman, but her heart prompted her to stay. She watched as the young woman made her way towards her, with an obvious look of distaste upon her face. However she stood her ground and stayed planted in her seat.
"I see that you've finally managed to grace us with your presence." Storm said bitterly.
"You didn't think that I'd leave my boyfriend all alone with someone like you?"
"And what exactly is that supposed to mean?" Ororo said as she stood up from her chair.
"You're a smart woman Ro. Figure it out."
"You no longer have any claim on him. If I remember correctly you dumped him, and as a result he ended up here."
"You bitch." Rogue said as she spat in her face.
"Yes I know I can be at times, and if you don't back off I'll show you exactly how bitchy I can be."
"You must really think yer smart."
"I've got the degrees to prove it."
"Yer just jealous because I was the one that he always ran to. Remy loves me, and no matter what we go through, he'll always come back to me."
"Me jealous of a conniving, egotistical, lunatic like you. Give me a break."
"Remy's mine, and I'm not about ta let a slut like you take him away from me."
"Too late I already have." Ororo countered.
(Author's Notes: MEOW)
Before Ororo could even blink, Rogue backhanded so hard that she was sent flying down the hall. Rogue smirked, and walked towards Ororo who lying on the floor in shock. Rogue grabbed the woman by the hair, and pulled her off the ground. Ororo's feet was dangling off the ground, and her scalp felt as if it was fire. Rogue pulled Ororo closer to her face, and Ororo couldn't help but notice the wicked gleam in Rogue's eyes.
"First of all sugah no one, and I mean no one takes my man unless I give them permission to. Second you better believe that I can take you down without even batting an eye. Finally let's rock."
With that Rouge threw Ororo back down on the ground. Suddenly Ororo's eyes clouded over, and she sent a powerful lighting bolt towards Rogue. The country girl felt her body jerk from the electricity coursing through her body, and she was sent crashing through a nearby wall. She removed herself from the wreckage, and then she stood back up. She removed some blood away from her mouth, and Ororo began speaking.
"Let's take this outside, because there's no way in hell that I'm about to go easy on you. You're about to learn why I'm the leader of this team."
"Don't you mean co-leader? Face it Ro you'll always be second best. Just so that you know the kid gloves are coming off. You won't last two seconds."
"We'll just have to see about that now won't we?"
"Yeah you'll see."
"Let's rock." Ororo said sullenly.
"Yes let's bitch." Rogue said resentfully.
I know I promised tons of fighting for this chapter. However, the next chapter we'll focus entirely on the fight between both Ororo and Rogue. It's gonna be a bloodbath. Anyway I know a lot of people are angry with me for killing off Angelo, but I felt that this would be a poignant way to bring about the confusing emotions between Jubilee. You guys will understand what I'm referring to in later chapters. So hope you enjoyed.
Also note that I am in the progress of working on some of my other stories, so look out for the updates on those soon.
Disclaimer: Is it mine? Shoot I wish. Still nothing here belongs to me.
Angelo Espinosa was back at home, and he was lying in his bed. For the past two hours he had been trying to get some sleep, but Jubilee's sweet scent was all over the bed making it hard for him to get some rest. His mind kept replaying the events that happened recently, and he felt a nagging pain in his heart like never before.
He knew that he shouldn't be jealous, but the fact that she had carried another man's child weighed heavily on his heart. He kept repeating the mantra "that it should have been me" over and over in his head. He wanted to be the first man that gave her the wonderful prize of motherhood, but Logan took away his gift to her. He wanted to get through this, and he wanted to forgive and forget. However his mind could only focus on the fact that Jubilee had lied to him, and that Logan was once again in the middle of it all.
Angelo was aware of Jubilee's little crush with Logan, but he never would've imagined that things between them had gone that far. He couldn't believe that she would even stoop so low. Now he could understand why Logan threatened to kill her, and in his own way he could relate to the older man's feelings. He had wanted her to feel pain, much like his own. However, he knew that he would never be able to.
He loved Jubilee with his whole heart, and he knew for a fact that he would readily forgive her if she would just talk to him. However he noticed that his answering machine wasn't blinking, indicating that no calls had been made. He was also painfully aware that Jubilee hadn't bothered to use the communicator. He got the distinct feeling that she had never cared about him, and that he was just some kind of rebound to get over Logan.
He had always wondered what it was that she saw in him. Realistically speaking, he wasn't a very attractive man. He had gray skin, and his skin could even stretch for yards without tearing or breaking. Even though he learned to control his mutation, his skin still had a rough texture.
Logan was another story all together. He was the type of man that all girls go for. He had those ruggedly good looks that seemed to have women constantly falling at his feet. He was strong, and he possessed a certain attitude that Angelo had tried to copy on a couple of occasions. Overall Logan had it all over Angelo, and that thought broke his heart in more ways than one.
He wanted to end his feelings of loneliness, and he wanted to forget about the nagging pain in his heart. He wanted to let go of the past, and take his woman in his arms like before. He wanted the white picket fence, and the ten kids. Most of all he wanted her love, but the doubts that he had about that love would prove to be his downfall. He wanted a way out, and away from his pain.
*I just want to end this pain. I just want to forget.
Hank and Jean worked around the clock removing the tiny brain tumor, and because this was such a delicate operation countless hours had been spent. There had been a few complications with Remy's surgery, but they had been corrected before any real damage was done. Finally after twelve hours of surgery Hank closed up the wounds and dressed the tender area with some gauze and sutures.
Remy's was seemingly in good condition, and was listed as being in fair condition. Now it was only matter of time to see how everything was going to pan out. Hank had to keep reminding himself that they weren't out of the dark just yet. There was still the possibility that the surgery could inflict severe brain damage, and the result would be that he would be paralyzed from the waist down. He also was concerned about there being more tumors lodged in Remy's brain that he may have missed. So overall they had to wait to find out more on Remy's condition, and time was something that they didn't really have.
Rogue and Logan were seated in a dusty bar, and they were both presently enjoying each other's company. Earlier Rogue had wanted to get the man out of the house, because he had been in a foul mood ever since his fight with Jubilee. He still hadn't told her what he was so riled about, and she had the common sense not to ask him what the fight was about. So she suggested that they go out and have a few rounds, and he lead her to the bar that he frequented on a regular basis.
At first they sat there not saying a word to each other, and could rarely look each other in the eye. It wasn't until Rogue spoke up that he took his eyes off the murky yellow brew that was sitting in the front of him.
"I've made up my mind Logan." Rogue said before taking a sip of beer.
"Made up yer mind about what darlin?"
"I've decided that I'm gonna stay with Remy."
"Are you sure that's what you wanna do?"
"I love him."
"Ya do know that yer not the only one right?"
"Do ya have something that ya wanna tell me sugah?"
Logan's eyes widened at the erroneous assumption, and he chuckled lowly to himself not believing what he had just heard.
"Funny. No, but seriously there is someone else that loves Remy. I thought that you should know."
"Oh, and who might this person be?" She asked curiously.
"For me ta know and you ta find out."
"You can't leave me hanging like that. Now don't make me take these gloves off, because if I have to then I'll absorb your powers and read your mind just like that." She said with a snap of her fingers.
"Playing below the belt, I see."
"I can play very dirty when I have to."
"Remind me never to never get on yer bad side, especially when yer PMS'ing."
Rogue lightly punched Logan's arm, and then turned her attention back towards her beer.
"Why is it so hard to be happy Logan?"
"Yer asking the wrong person darlin. If I knew the answer to that, then I wouldn't be sitting here drowning away all my sorrows with this beer."
"I know why I'm not happy, but what about you?"
"Who says that I'm not happy?"
Rogue laughed at his quick answer, and then she took another drink from her cup of beer.
"You did. I mean that's the main reason why you're here, drowning away all of your sorrows right? You're just as unhappy as I am. Care to talk about it?"
"No."
"Come on Logan. Don't be such a spoiled sport. Why are you unhappy?"
"If I tell you why I'm unhappy, then ya gotta promise me that you're gonna tell me why you're unhappy. Deal?"
"Ya got yourself a deal mountain man."
"Well I'm unhappy because I've lost everything that is important to me. I've lost my memories, my family, my former loves, and I even lost my child. It almost seems to me that I was destined to be alone in this life. It's like everything that's good in my life gets taken away, and it's not fair. I want to be happy, but I just don't know how."
A single tear ran down Logan's face, and Rogue wiped it away with her gloved finger.
"I want to hate her so much, but I can't. Even after everything Jubilee's put me through I still."
"Love her?"
"I hate her."
"Look Logan I don't know what has happened between you two, but I know that it's tearing you both apart. You say you want to be happy, then do something about it. Look I don't have all the answers sugah, but I do know that it's best ta follow yah heart."
"My heart tells me ta kill her for everything that's she's put me through, and just get it over with!"
"You don't mean that Logan, and we both know it."
"Ya don't know a damn thing! You're about to go back to a man that you don't want, and you expect me to sit here and listen to you like you got all the damn answers to life. Get a freaking clue little girl. You don't know a damn think about me, and until you can settle your own problems leave me the hell alone!"
With that Logan slammed a twenty-dollar bill on the counter, and walked out the bar in a huff. Rogue was left alone to ponder over the things that Logan said, and the more that she thought about it; the more she realized that he was right. Her mind wondered from one thought to the next, and she thought about her next course of action to take. She wasn't sure if Remy was the "one" for her, and she was positive that she loved him in some degree. She realized that she had a lot to think about. If she was to ever be happy, then she had to make sure that she made the right decision regarding Remy. So she paid for her drinks, and headed back to the mansion. She had a decision to make, and she wasn't going to make it until she had the chance to speak with Remy alone.
Angelo crept inside his huge walk in closet, and he reached up on the top shelf. He felt around until his hands settled on the heavy shoebox, and then he pulled it down as carefully as he could.
He walked over to his bed, and then he took a seat. He gingerly caressed the closed box, before he slowly removed the lid. Once he opened the box he took out a few pictures and looked over them with tears in his eyes. There had been pictures of his mother, and private pictures of the love of his life Jubilee. He stared at the pictures lovingly for at least ten minutes, and he placed a gentle kiss on each one of them. Then he set those to the side, and then he reached back down into the box.
The next item that he pulled out was a small blue velvet box. He opened the box, and gazed upon the diamond ring lovingly. He had wanted to give it to her earlier, but he had decided wait, so that the proposal would be special in every way. He closed the box, as tears fell from his eyes. He then sat it down on the bed next to the pictures, and then he picked up the next item. It was a small teddy bear. Jubilee had bought it for him at a carnival, and for some reason he found that he couldn't get rid of the old thing. Sentimentality at it's best.
He kissed the bear, and then he sat it down next to the pictures and rings. He placed the box down and walked over to his dresser. He pulled out a pen and a sheet of paper. Suddenly he wrote down a quick message, and then he placed on the headboard on the bed.
He walked back to the box, and sat back down on the bed. He grabbed the box once again, and then he sat the box in his lap. He reached into the heavy box once again; only this time the item was much heavier than the rest of the items that rested in the box. He pulled out a long silver 45 mm gun. He opened the chamber, and noticed that the chamber was full. He quickly closed the chamber, and he swiftly placed the gun to his temple. He felt hot tears falling from his eyes, and the pain in his heart was too much for him to take.
"I love you Jubilee."
Before he even had a chance to change his mind, he pulled the trigger. The gun landed on the floor with a sickened thud, and blood splattered everywhere leaving nothing untouched. He fell softly on the bed, as images of Jubilee flashed in his mind before darkness overcame him.
Ororo Munroe was sitting outside Remy's room, when she noticed that Rogue was coming down the hall. Her first mind told her to leave in order to avoid a confrontation with the young woman, but her heart prompted her to stay. She watched as the young woman made her way towards her, with an obvious look of distaste upon her face. However she stood her ground and stayed planted in her seat.
"I see that you've finally managed to grace us with your presence." Storm said bitterly.
"You didn't think that I'd leave my boyfriend all alone with someone like you?"
"And what exactly is that supposed to mean?" Ororo said as she stood up from her chair.
"You're a smart woman Ro. Figure it out."
"You no longer have any claim on him. If I remember correctly you dumped him, and as a result he ended up here."
"You bitch." Rogue said as she spat in her face.
"Yes I know I can be at times, and if you don't back off I'll show you exactly how bitchy I can be."
"You must really think yer smart."
"I've got the degrees to prove it."
"Yer just jealous because I was the one that he always ran to. Remy loves me, and no matter what we go through, he'll always come back to me."
"Me jealous of a conniving, egotistical, lunatic like you. Give me a break."
"Remy's mine, and I'm not about ta let a slut like you take him away from me."
"Too late I already have." Ororo countered.
(Author's Notes: MEOW)
Before Ororo could even blink, Rogue backhanded so hard that she was sent flying down the hall. Rogue smirked, and walked towards Ororo who lying on the floor in shock. Rogue grabbed the woman by the hair, and pulled her off the ground. Ororo's feet was dangling off the ground, and her scalp felt as if it was fire. Rogue pulled Ororo closer to her face, and Ororo couldn't help but notice the wicked gleam in Rogue's eyes.
"First of all sugah no one, and I mean no one takes my man unless I give them permission to. Second you better believe that I can take you down without even batting an eye. Finally let's rock."
With that Rouge threw Ororo back down on the ground. Suddenly Ororo's eyes clouded over, and she sent a powerful lighting bolt towards Rogue. The country girl felt her body jerk from the electricity coursing through her body, and she was sent crashing through a nearby wall. She removed herself from the wreckage, and then she stood back up. She removed some blood away from her mouth, and Ororo began speaking.
"Let's take this outside, because there's no way in hell that I'm about to go easy on you. You're about to learn why I'm the leader of this team."
"Don't you mean co-leader? Face it Ro you'll always be second best. Just so that you know the kid gloves are coming off. You won't last two seconds."
"We'll just have to see about that now won't we?"
"Yeah you'll see."
"Let's rock." Ororo said sullenly.
"Yes let's bitch." Rogue said resentfully.
I know I promised tons of fighting for this chapter. However, the next chapter we'll focus entirely on the fight between both Ororo and Rogue. It's gonna be a bloodbath. Anyway I know a lot of people are angry with me for killing off Angelo, but I felt that this would be a poignant way to bring about the confusing emotions between Jubilee. You guys will understand what I'm referring to in later chapters. So hope you enjoyed.