Sins of the Past

I wrote this chapter while listening to Animal I Have Become by Three Days Grace, and it was a very good inspiration for this chapter!! XD I encourage you to listen to it while reading at least the first part of the story with Charles’ narrative. Horribly sorry about the long wait!!

Here’s the song at- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Akh_tjDIdEk (song with Wolf’s Rain images, random but thought it was an awesome amv! Plus I love Wolf’s Rain!!)

Chapter 3–Firestorm


*Charles’ POV-Present*

I knew I was in a coma, though nothing I was doing helped at all. I couldn’t contact Jean or even talk to anyone. I was trapped inside my own body. I could feel Storm’s hand as it gripped mine, but could not squeeze back. The only thing I could do was project my memories. I chose to project images from my past and I only did this when I knew Storm was in the room, I could use limited telepathy to induce sleep and feed the images directly into her mind. I felt the urge to do so, needed to show her. I needed her to know everything about me. All the pain and suffering I’ve endured through my life, every single person I’ve met that has hurt me. All of the horrible awful things I have done for a modicum of love. Even if it was fake or the wrong kind of love. Even if the person only said it so I would let them have their way with me. I feel revulsion, anger, hate, embarrassment…all directed at myself for allowing events in my life to lead me to do these things.

I had to show her the reason I could not accept her love. Not because I couldn’t love her, because I do love her, very much so. But that’s not the reason why I can’t. The reason I can’t is that I’m unclean, I’ve been used and have used others for my own selfish needs. You deserve someone much better than me, dear Ororo. You have seen the best of me, I need to show you the worst of me now. Ororo, you need to see that I’m not good for you. I don’t think I can make you happy. You must understand this.

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*Charles’ POV-Past*

I woke slowly, every part of my body ached. It took me a minute before I remembered what had happened last night. When I did, I found myself trembling uncontrollably. Cain entered the bedroom shortly after I woke. “What’s wrong?” I asked him softly, he looked worried about something.

“It’s nothing, Charlie…” He muttered softly. I frowned at him as he sat next to me on the bed and wrapped his arms around me.

“W-what are you doing?” I asked, flushing darkly as Cain pulled me onto his lap, nuzzling his face against my neck.

“I just…can’t believe what that bastard did to you…why didn’t I stop him before? I knew what he was doing…and I just kept letting him do it.”

“Cain…” I whispered softly, stroking my hands through his reddish hair. “There is no way you could have helped any of the times he did that to me, it’s not your fault.” I felt wetness on my neck and felt my half-brother tremble and turned around to straddle his hips, wrapping my arms around his back. I rubbed my hands up and down his back soothingly, trying to calm him. He cried into my shoulder for quite a while before he finally pulled back. His eyes were red and puffy. I reached up and wiped away the tears still on his face. “Well, we should go to breakfast now.” I said quietly, Cain nodded, leaning closer and kissing my cheek quickly before he moved out from under me and headed to the door. I blinked in surprise, hand rising to touch the spot his lips just were. I looked over at him, watching him raise his eyebrows at me. I shook my head slightly, trying to clear my head, and hurried after him.

The two of us headed down to the kitchen to find Kurt sitting there, feet propped on the table and smoking a cigar. He looked rather pleased with himself, and…sober. I froze, frowning deeply at him. My step-father wasn’t usually up this early on the weekend. Well, not even up this early any day. I remembered something else. “Where…is my mother?” I asked, feeling panic overtake me. How could I have forgotten that little tidbit? Kurt laughed, letting a puff of smoke escape from between his lips.

“Hmmm, I don’t know. Why don’t you check the news? I think there was something on about her…” I turned to Cain, seeing his eyes narrowed in confusion. I felt a sense of dread overwhelming me. I took off for the front room, immediately turning the tv on and finding a news channel for this area. It took a minute before what I was looking for to show up, when it did, I started crying. Deep wracking sobs raced through me. ‘Nononononononono!!! It can’t be!!’ I stared at the images on the screen, not able to believe it. My mother’s car apparently blew up last night, and my mother…didn’t make it. Cain wrapped his arms around me, holding me closely.

“It was him, I just know it!! He did this to her!!!!” I gasped out, clutching onto my half-brother.

“What do you mean?” Cain asked, pushing me back far enough to see my face.

“I…I didn’t tell you everything that happened last night!! I only told you what Kurt did to me. I didn’t tell you about what happened with mother…” I told him the rest of what had happened last night, watching his eyes flare with anger. He stroked his hand quickly through my hair before pushing me gently off him and standing up. I jumped up, grabbing his arm hard. He was tense and I could feel him tremble slightly. “What are you going to do?” He looked at me, shaking his head. He pried my fingers off his arm and strode quickly into the kitchen. I hurried after him, panic rushing through me.

“What the hell did you do to her??” Cain seethed, his fists clenched tightly together as he faced his father.

“I don’t know what you mean.”

“You killed Charles’ mother!!!” He shouted, stepping closer to Kurt. I grabbed his hand, trying to keep him from confronting him.

“How could I possibly have killed her? At the time of her death, I was…busy with Charles there, he can vouch for my innocence…” I felt sick at his words as the events of last night came rushing back again. ‘I just…wish to forget everything that’s happened…’ I bit my lip, fear rushing through me as Kurt stood up, towering over both of us. I trembled as he moved closer, gripping Cain’s shirt and tugging him onto his toes. “Even if I did kill her, you wouldn’t do anything about it. Would you boy?” He asked in a low voice. “You haven’t said anything about what I do with Charles, and with how close you two have gotten, I’m sure he’s told you all about it.” He whispered something in Cain’s ear that I couldn’t hear, and I saw as my half-brother’s face turned red and then bone white.

Kurt dropped Cain, a smug grin on his face and before I could ask what he had said, Cain swung his fist hard into Kurt’s face. The older man stumbled back a couple steps, before regaining his balance. “I’m right, aren’t I boy?” He asked, throwin his head back and laughing loudly. Cain pulled his other hand out of my grasp and flung himself at Kurt. He ran his shoulder into the other man’s stomach, the force of his charge running both of them into the liquor cabinet. The sound of glass and wood breaking rang through the kitchen. Kurt roared and flung Cain off him, throwing him bodily into the table. I rushed over to help him out of the rubble. “You damn little bastard!!” Kurt yelled, and he began flinging bottles of alcohol in our direction. I yelped and tugged my brother to his feet, dragging him around the side of the fridge. I opened the door of it to use as a shield.

Cain stood next to me, swaying groggily back and forth, blood dripping from a wound on his head. “Are you alright?” I asked softly, touching the wound lightly. He winced and pushed my hand away.

“Worry…about that…later Charlie.” He said, giving me a shaky smile. I suddenly realized the sound of glass shattering had stopped and frowned, daring to poke my head around the side of the fridge. I saw Kurt lighting a match, and before I could say anything, he had flung it towards the alcohol spread across the floor. I barely had time to push Cain against the fridge, trying to shield him from the sudden flare of heat and light as the fire spread quickly through the kitchen.

“Burn…burn!!!” Kurt yelled, laughing maniacally over the crackling sound of the fire. Cain pushed me gently away and walked around the side of the fridge.

“Cain!!!” I shouted, following after him. “We need to get out of here!!” Panic was threatening to overtake me as I watched my brother rush at Kurt. I watched with horror as my step-father grabbed a knife from the counter. He grinned, raising it in a striking pose as Cain rushed closer. “No!!! STOP IT!!!” I screamed, feeling a strange sensation burst through me, and much to my surprise, both of them froze in place. Before I could do anything, the fire reached the gas stove, which was apparently on. All I heard was a loud booming sound, then I was being flung into the wall. My head was spinning and my vision was blurry. I could barely make out my brother as he lay sprawled across my step-father. Kurt pushed Cain off him and sat up slowly, looking down blankly at the knife that was sticking out of his stomach. ‘We…need to get out of here…’ I thought, pushing myself up slowly.

I tried to stand, but a wave of dizziness sent me down to my knees. I coughed at the smoke filling the room and crawled towards the two figures on the floor. “Cain…we have…to get…out…” I whispered, touching my brother’s shoulder gently. He didn’t respond at all, and I could see blood pooling on the floor around his head. ‘Damn…how are we supposed to get out? Even if I was able to move, I couldn’t possibly drag him out of here! I’m too weak!’ I thought back to something that had happened yesterday. ‘I…heard their thoughts, didn’t I? But I also controlled Kurt, at least a little. Maybe…I could do that again…’ I hoped I was right. Now I just had to figure out how I did that before. Biting my lip, I closed my eyes and reached my mind out, trying to reach Kurt. I could somehow…sense Kurt’s mind, so I took hold of it. *You will get Cain and I out of here. Carry us out of the house, NOW!!* I ordered with as much force as possible. I gasped as I felt Kurt pulling me up and throwing me over his shoulder. I barely was able to see Cain hanging over Kurt’s other shoulder before I blacked out from the smoke…

Tbc

Sorry about the wait, hopefully I’ll be able to get the next one sooner. How’d you like it? Please let me know what you think of it!