Insensitive

Remy awoke to a roaring sound that reverberated endlessly and painfully in his head. The sound made him think of the noise an airplane made. With his eyes still closed, he frowned as he tried to come up with a reason for being on a plane.



Lying in still he waited until he was able to discern what exactly what was going on. It wasn’t long before he was able to distinguish voices from the roaring. It was mere seconds later he realized the voices were actually the source of the roaring. It was in fact shouting.



Blinking bloodshot eyes he gazed up at ceiling that he immediately recognized as not his.



“What in the hell-“ he started only to stop at the bitter taste in his mouth and the ringing the shouting was caused in his ears. He slowly turned his head in the direction of the commotion only to be greeted by a livid Rogue, a distressed Storm, a testy Wolverine and an anxious Jean.



Wondered what was going on, he tried to sit up, wincing as his head immediately started to roll of his neck, causing the room to tilt crazily. Holding onto his head with both hands he groaned softly. Four heads turned at the sound and each face had a different expression.



The only one that was sympathetic was Jean.



“What the hell is going on in here?” he croaked.



“Oh Remy how could you?” was all Jean said as she shook her head in disappointment



“How could I what?” he ask dumbly not knowing what in the hell was going on, “…and why are you guys in my room making so much damn noise.” From the looks on their faces he knew he’d done something but what it was he hadn’t a clue.



“This ain’t your room” Wolverine growled at him, “you’re in Storm’s room”



Remy glanced around wildly at the pronouncement. The ruffles and lace confirmed Logan’s statement. How in the fuck did he get in Storm’s room and why was he still alive? He glanced at Wolverine who didn’t seem all that concerned for a man who just found another man in his woman’s bed.



Wolverine smirked at him knowing exactly what was going through Remy’s mind, “She said that nothing happened Gumbo, you were drunk and you passed out.”



“And that’s the truth” Ororo snapped.



Logan shrugged his shoulders and said “I’m not disputing you Ro.”



“Truth my ass” Rogue interrupted harshly, “you’ve been running after Remy from day one and somehow you managed to finally get your claws on him you fucking bitch. I sure hope it was everything you dreamed of because it won’t ever happen again, not as long as I’m alive” she snarled ready to draw blood.



“Rogue you don’t know what you’re talking about so I suggest you stop talking” Storm said in an even tone although all she wanted to do was rip the other girl’s hair out from the roots.



“Why… you don’t want Wolvie and Jean to hear about your fascination with my man” Rogue taunted maliciously. Storm took a step back from the hatred that was manifested in the other girl’s voice.



“Rogue that’s enough” Wolverine said in a dangerous voice.



“allyally that’s more than enough” Jean agreed “Frankly Rogue I’m surprised at you. Why would you think such things of Storm? Storm has never showed any interest in Remy…”



Rogue cut her off rudely “Jean this really isn’t your affair so shut up …what do you care anyway, you would rather Storm and Remy together so you can have Logan chasing you again. You think you are so smart but I’m on to you, I’m all to all of you” she declared in a high pitched voice.



“Rogue that’s enough!” This time it was Remy who said the words. Finally getting out of the bed he approached them albeit rather slowly. “I was drunk last night I came to talk to Storm but passed out and that’s that; don’t make this more than it really is.”



Rogue glanced at him then at Storm and a scornful smile appeared briefly on her lips “You came to talk you say…but she saw it as a perfect opportunity to take advantage of you…I don’t blame you” she assured him her murderous gaze on Storm “I place the blame where it belongs…on this heathen bitch” she spat.



Storm was once again taken aback at the fury in Rogue’s voice. Storm knew that Rogue didn’t like her but she never knew the girl hated her with this much passion.



“No…” Remy all but shouted, he brushed a hand against his face and spoke again quietly “it’s not her fault because nothing happened.” He glanced at Logan as he talk, hoping he was convincing him of his words too. “I was drunk and I passed out, end of story”



Rogue fixed him with a malevolent glare “So you want her too then, is that why you haven’t touched me in three days… because you want this albino bitch” she screamed the final part at him.



She fixed them all with a look that was slightly crazed “You’re all against me…even you Remy” she cried “I love you and this is what you do…how…could…you” she burst into sudden tears.



Remy stood transfixed by Rogue outburst, amazed at the variety of emotions she showed in less than five seconds. Stiltedly he put his arms out and held her not knowing what else to do. Everyone else stood stock still, unsure of how to act around the obviously unstable girl.



“Tell me you love me” Rogue buried her face in his chest sobbing as she demanded “Tell me you love me and not her. Say it Remy.” she insisted.



“I love you Rogue” he said gently holding her in his arms



“Not her?” she asked tearfully clutching his shoulders..



“No” he lied for lack of a better way to handle the situation “not her… only you.”



Storm felt her heart shatter into a million pieces at the words but she showed no emotion. Only Storm saw the self satisfied smile on Rogue’s face and she instantly knew that Rogue had faked the entire emotional chain. She was doing everything in her power to hold onto Remy. If Rogue only knew that she was no threat to her relationship with Remy.



A bubble of hysterical laughter escaped her and everyone turned to look at her.



“If everything is settled would you all please just leave…? I didn’t get much sleep last night. I’m usedused to sharing my bed.” Her voice sounded as brittle as she felt and she prayed for them all to leave before she made a fool out of herself.



“Sure…” Jean agreed almost immediately and left, giving Storm the impression that she didn’t want to be there in the first place.



Rogue eased out of Remy’s arms, all traces of tears completely gone and glided out of the room. Remy wasn’t as quick, he hesitated and opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something to her.



Wolverine shifted and Remy’s glance slid to him. Giving Logan a brief nod he left without saying whatever it was he wanted to say. The minute the door closed behind him she felt herself lean into Logan who opened his arms to her immediately.



That was when the tears started.