Disbelief
By Campbell
"Wolverine, ya up! Ya ain't never gonna believe dis." Gambit rushed over to his barley-awakened friend.
"Cajun, go back to bed. It's morning, and nothing important happens in the morning. I think it's a law."
"Someting did happen an it happen last night. Listen!" Gambit demanded. "Is Ororo. She met someone last night. His name is Robert, an dey gonna get marry!!!"
Logan stared at his friend, unbelieving. This couldn't have happen. It was impossible. No... "Excuse me Remy." He ran up the stairs. Each thud on the stairs sounded like another nail in his coffin. Another gunshot into his heart.
He burst into Storm's room at the top of the stairs. "'Ro!" She stood there, carefully folding things into a suitcase. She wore a brilliant smile that lit up the room. She seemed to be bursting.
He watched from his window late that night. She'd be back, for a going away party. And for a wedding. He felt like his heart was being squeezed dry. A long silver limo pulled up in front of the mansion and a handsome, wonderful looking gentlemen stepped out. He escorted Storm into the limo, after greeting her friends. Logan wanted nothing more then to run downstairs and tell her to stop. Tell her that HE loved her and she should marry him. Only one thing stopped him. The fact that she was smiling.. beaming.. Ororo was utterly happy. He wasn't sure if he could ever make her happy. Not truly and completely, like this. And he could never stand to take away her happiness. It was more important then his.
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