Goodbye by confusedDIRTangel a.k.a. Mari

Chapter 1- Ororo's P.O.V.

Why do I have to be in love with a man who will never love me in return? I retired early that night, feigning a headache. As I lay on my bed I turn my head to see what time it was…3:42 am. Everyone was asleep, including my beloved Wolverine.

The pain I am dealt because of my unrequited love is unbearable. I got into my bathroom and grab my emergency dagger off the ledge above the door. I turned to the corner to slip on my tennis shoes, not bothering with socks. I headed towards my balcony and opened one of my large French doors before stopping myself I quickly turned on a dime and went to where my desk was to retrieve my diary and my favorite fountain pen before retuning to the open door leading to my balcony.

As I stepped into the cool, January night air I called a gust of wind to me to carry me to the edge of the lake. I walked over to a large Weeping Willow and pushed aside some branches. I saw a tiny little alcove with perfectly arranged rocks. I settled myself against the trunk of the tree. I pulled the flashlight out form its resting spot, in the space between some rocks. I opened my diary to the page after my last entry, which was not too long ago.

"Oh, my love. Please don't cry. I'll wash my bloody hands and we'll start a new life. I took off my disguise, just in time to hear you cry when you, you mourn the death of your bloody valentine. The night he died. You mourn the death of your bloody valentine, one last time. Sayin'…oh my love. Please don't cry. I'll wash my bloody hands and we'll start a new life. I don't know that much at all and I don't know wrong from right. All I know is that I love you tonight."

I know nobody will be satisfied with the lyrics to a Good Charlotte song as my suicide letter.

I know that you are wondering why on earth I am doing this, but if anyone would have just spent five minutes listening to me I wouldn't do this. The pain in my heart is unbearable form all the love I have that nobody is willing to return. Logan, I love you. I have loved you ever since Scott and I saved you and Marie in Canada all those years ago. All I wanted was for someone to love me, and I wanted that person to be Logan. I really do love him. I love him with my whole heart.

"Sorry, I never told you, all I wanted to say. And now its too late to hold you. 'Cause you've flown away, so far away. Never, had I imagined living without your smile. And now its too late to tell you. 'Cause you've flown away, so far away. And I know your shining down on me form heaven. Like so many friends we've lost along the way. And I know eventually we'll be together, one sweet day. And I'll wait, patiently to see you in heaven."

I put down my diary and my pen. I reached over and picked up my dagger. I slowly withdrew it from its sheath of carved ivory. I watched in admiration as the artificial light from the flashlight play across the gleaming metal. I turned off the flashlight and took the dagger in a firm grip. I pulled up the hem of my Egyptian cotton nightgown up to the very tops of my thighs. I slowly brought the dagger tom my left knee cap and drew it down my leg slowly, to let the pain sink in. I applied more pressure the farther I cut down my leg. I paused when I reached the top of my thigh, taking time to ogle at the long, deep gash running down the top of my thigh; I was mesmerized by the large amount of blood oozing out of the open wound.

I made two more identical wounds on either side of the one I previously made; creating the appearance that my love, Logan, had done this to me with is adamantium claws. I did likewise to my right thigh also. My chocolate colored skin was now stained scarlet from my blood sliding over my skin. Having lost so much blood I was becoming light headed. I would be gone soon… But not soon enough.

I needed to leave before I had time to regret my decision. I thin made three parallel slices on my left forearm, and shortly after, likewise on my right. I was now satisfied that it would get the job done. I closed my eyes and let the blood gush out of my open wounds. Shortly after, I was slipping into unconsciousness.

END CHAPTER 1

A/N: please r/r and tell me what you think. The next chapter will be in logans pov. I need ideas as to what should happen.