Untouchable Face
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Disclaimer: I don't own anything related to X-Men, movies and comics alike…
A/N: This may seem like a really messed up story, so I'm really sorry! The song is Untouchable Face, by Ani DiFranco.
By the way, the story is told through different people's points of view. The name of each person is put above their little fragment of the story told through their point of view.
Home Again, Alone Again
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Think
I'm going for a walk now
I feel a little unsteady
I don't want nobody to follow me
'cept maybe you
I could make you happy you know
if you weren't already
I could do a lot of things
and I do
tell you the truth I prefer
the worst of you
too bad you had to have a better half
she's not really my type
but I think you two are forever
and I hate to say it but
you're perfect together
so fuck you
and your untouchable face
and fuck you
for existing in the first place
and who am I
that I should be vying for your touch
and who am I
I bet you can't even tell me that much
'Great', I think to myself, 'I have a thing for older men'. I'm seventeen and free like a caged-bird. I wanted to run away, but I found him. I wanted to be a normal girl who'd go to the prom with a boyfriend, take him home and do only God knows what. I wanted to forget the way David looked at me while I sucked the life out of him, I wanted to forget why I never touched anyone, but he reminded me. He could have left me to die, but he didn't, he saved me, and now I'm here today as a reminder of how noble and brave he had been. If he had let me die, I wouldn't be here today with him slowly killing me from the inside out. If Bobby's my boyfriend, why can't I stay away from the other man?
If he calls me Marie, than it's Logan I call him, if he calls me Rogue, which he never does, Wolverine's what he's addressed as. He's the only mutant that ever called me that, the only one that ever bothered to ask my real name. He's the only one that has real control over me. I may have settled here for now, but I'm still running, running from him before I can't get away from him. I told myself that I would continue on with life as if nothing had ever happened ever since he left, but it's not working. It still haunts me, opening my eyes to see him motionless, bleeding silently, bleeding for me. And him, he's built a lair in my head, sometimes he comes out, and whispers 'Marie, I'll promise to take care of you', but he's not even here, he's gone. I'm hurtin' inside, left with his dog tag wrapped around my wrist, cutting through my skin, bleeding, but he's not here like he said he would. Liar. Bobby comes in and we try to kiss, but I only disappoint him. He walks out and tries not to cry, but he doesn't see me cry.
Logan
Fuck that damn Chuck, sending me halfway across the country searching for some answers that don't even exist here. The wolves stare at me, and I stare back at them, watching as they run away from me. Great, those goddamn X-men women don't like me and neither do these wolves. Where the fuck, do I belong then if the animals, mutants and humans don't accept me? I've got to go somewhere, and I guess it's back to Chuck's then. Scott's going to be ecstatic about the condition of his bike, and Jean's going to be just overjoyed to see me—not. I turned and headed towards the bike.
Two-thirty
in the morning
and my gas tank will be empty soon
neon sign on the horizon
rubbing elbows with the moon
a safe haven of sleepless
where the deep fryer's always on
radio is counting down
the top 20 country songs
and out on the porch the fly strip is
waving like a flag in the wind
y'know, I don't look forward
to seeing you again soon
you'll look like a photograph of yourself
taken from far far away
and I won't know what to do
and I won't know what to say
except fuck you...