One Wild Night
Sex, Drugs and Lies
Kitty rolled over and hugged Lockheed tighter to her, unable to sleep. Rogue had snuck out yet again and now she was waiting for her roommate's return, ready with an excuse in case Ororo came in for a quick room-check and noticed Rogue gone. It had been going on for a least a few months, when Kitty caught her the first time sneaking back into their room, knocking over things and stoned out of her mind. Rogue was good, she had to give her that. It was like the Goth had a sixth sense about what nights were good to sneak out and what nights weren't. Apparently tonight was a good night because she was gone again. At first it didn't worry her too much, Rogue had always occasionally snuck out and came back just fine but now she was coming back more and more often either stoned or drunk or bleeding from a fight or hiding out from the police. It killed her inside that her friend was destroying herself with her new lifestyle. She desperately wanted to say something to her, to anyone, but knew that it would end with Rogue hating her for telling her secret. And she definitely didn't want someone like Rogue being angry with her.
There was a noise outside on the balcony and Kitty looked up to see Rogue pitching herself over the railing and landing flat on her face on the concrete of the balcony. Rogue tried to push herself up but failed and lay on the floor.
With a resigned sigh, Kitty got out of bed and padded over to Rogue. "Rogue, ya okay?"
Rogue drew in a breath and rolled over, looking straight up at the sky instead of Kitty. "Just fuckin' dandy." She said flatly
She like, must be crashing already. Kitty thought to herself.
Rogue sniffed and wiped her nose, the beginnings of a nose bleed starting to flow from her nose. "Ya got a tissue?"
"We got tissues inside." Kitty said, using the opportunity as an excuse to get Rogue to go inside.
Rogue stuck her arms up at Kitty and said "Help me up."
Kitty grabbed her gloved hand and pulled Rogue to her feet, guiding her inside. She set the Southerner down on the closed toilet seat and got a wad of toilet paper and held it to her nose. Rogue automatically leaned her head all the way back which allowed for the blood in her sinuses to start dripping down her throat.
"Rogue, like, lean forward or it's all gonna go down your throat." Kitty said and tried tilting her head forward, but Rogue ducked out of her reach.
"Don't tell me what ta do! Yoah way makes no sense." Rogue snapped and leaned her head back again. Kitty sighed and put her hands on her hips, and waited. Sure enough a few moments later, Rogue hiccoughed and spat blood into the sink.
"See, what did I tell you?"
"Ya didn't tell me nothin'." Rogue snarled, turning on the faucet and rinsing the sink out. She sat back down and shot a glare at Kitty, but she was leaning forward as Kitty had instructed her earlier.
A few minutes passed in silence before Kitty carefully pulled the stained wad of toilet paper away from Rogue's face. "I think it's stopped."
"Yeah, whatever, night." Rogue yawned and exited the room. Kitty shut off the light in the bathroom and went back into the bedroom proper, seeing that Rogue was already sound asleep where she lay on her bed. She looked across the room at Rogue just before she got into bed and wondered whether or not to at least cover her up.
Might as well unless I, like, want Ororo yelling at me tomorrow. With that thought Kitty took off Rogue's boot and covered her with the comforter, getting a slight snore in thanks.
Something was loud and noisy and completely inappropriate and unnecessary for this time in the morning. There was no way it was 6 am already, because Rogue had just gotten in and laid down to catch some sleep not ten minutes ago. It was probably Bobby playing some sort of prank and when she caught him she was going to give him hell. Just as soon as the room would stop spinning and she forced the bile climbing up her throat back down.
"C'mon on Rogue, like get up. You're so gonna be late for school."
Rogue opened up one make-up caked eye to see Kitty standing there, looking entirely too perky. "Stop shakin' me or Ah'm gonna throw up on ya." She mumbled.
"Gross!" Kitty yelped, hastily retreating about a foot.
Rogue made a noise in her throat and pushed herself up to sit. Her stomach seemed to be settling down and the room spinning was most likely due to Kitty's incessant shaking.
"Rogue? Are you okay, you like, look really sick. Maybe you should stay home. . ."
"Ah'm fine." Rogue said, pushing a lock of hair out of her eyes. "Go down stairs and ask Scott if he'll wait a few minutes for me."
"Okay." Kitty said reluctantly before phasing down through the floor.
Rogue flopped back down in bed, breathing carefully through her nose. School nights were not the best nights to be sneaking out on. But in a way it had been worth it, the party had been awesome and coke, as it turned out, gave her a killer high. And to top it off she had seen Remy there briefly before being dragged off by Risty to the bathroom to snort a line or two. She liked him a lot and wouldn't mind shaking up with him just for the sake of having someone to get off with, but he was just so intense that it was a little intimidating even for her. It was like he didn't even care whether or not he made it to the next day, so long as he was having the greatest time possible. Since he had rolled into town, he'd been thrown in Juvie at least 4 times. She smiled at the memory of the last time he had gotten arrested, hilariously taunting the cops until they almost bodily threw him into the back of their car.
Rogue rolled out of bed and made her way into the bathroom, washing off yesterday's make-up and freshening herself up for today. Ten minutes later she walked into the kitchen to see that she wasn't the only one who had gotten up late today.
"Where's Scott and Jean?" Rogue asked, sitting down at the table with an apple and a glass of orange juice.
"Jean's totally hurlin' her guts up in the bathroom." Jubilee said, an excited smile lighting her Asian features as she deposited her dishes in the sink. "She's been in there since 6."
"Jubes, you are seriously, like, way too amused by that." Kitty said, picking at her cereal with a slightly disgusted look.
"Why? She didn't say anythin' disgustin'." Rogue said and bit into her apple
"You weren't here for the play-by-play with sound effects." Kitty grumbled while Jubilee grinned happily, pleased at her handiwork.
The alarm was about to go off, she knew it. She lay wide awake in the dim, muted light of her room and waited for it knowing that if she got up now they would keep her home from school. Jean willed her nausea down, wringing the sheets between her fingers. Just a few more seconds, a few more seconds and she could go. She squeezed her eyes shut and swallowed hard, feeling the contents of her stomach go back down.
Just a few more she kept telling herself. Over and over she repeated it in her head, distracting herself with the rhythm of her thoughts.
The alarm went off, signaling six am and Jean bolted from her bed and raced into the bathroom, making it just in time to heave her gastric contents into the toilet. When she was done she took a shaky breath, wiping the sweat off of her brow with a trembling hand. Round one was done and now she would sit and wait for round two, the cool porcelain cooling her heated face. It had been like this for almost a week and a half and it didn't help that fact that she was late for her period too. Her anxiety about the implications of those two facts put together was enough to make her sick all over again. She hugged the toilet, breathing heavily through her nose and remembering the night she might regret for the rest of her life.
It had been three weeks ago at Duncan's house. He was throwing a party for the football and soccer teams, celebrating their championship wins. She hadn't brought Scott with her; they had a fight earlier in the day about her going to this very party and "spending too much time around Matthews". What did Scott know about anything? She had waited and waited for him to get his act together and was tired of missing out on things because of him. So she stopped waiting for him and started hanging around Duncan more. He at least gave her a sign that he was interested, Scott probably cared more about the Blackbird that he did for her. It was around nine o'clock that someone showed up with a stolen keg and shortly afterwards Duncan had offered her a beer. She refused at first but then Duncan had said:
"What's'a matter Jean, afraid Scotty might get mad?"
She had grabbed the plastic red cup and drank it's entire contents and held it out for more to the cheers of her friends and teammates around her. After her third or fourth one things began to get a little hazy and she remembered giggling and finding everything hilariously funny, even when Taryn fell in the pool in her dry clean only outfit. She tried to remember how she ended up making out with Duncan in his parents' bedroom, in nothing but her panties but she couldn't recall anything for the life of her. After that she remembered stumbling into the foyer of the Xavier Institute, telling Scott how very funny shopping carts were.
She hadn't thought anything about it until three days later at school Duncan cornered her alone at her locker in between classes and handed her panties back to her.
"Jean? Jean, are you okay in there?"
Jean was yanked back into the present by the sound of knocking at the door and Scott's voice calling through. She made a face at the foul state and smell of the bathroom and gagged; her stomach empty of anything to get rid of.
"I'm-I'm fine." She shakily responded, flushing the toilet and standing a little unsteadily.
"Are you sure? You want me to go get Beast?"
"No, no. I'm fine, really, I am Scott." She turned on the faucet in the sink and drank directly from the spigot. She swirled the water around in her mouth before spitting it out. "I think I just ate some of Kitty's left over cooking."
"But, Kitty hasn't cooked dinner in three days." Scott said. "And what could possibly possess you to eat her leftovers?"
Jean took a deep breath, blocking out everything concerning her current predicament and opened the door. "The heart wants what it wants." She answered him. She left a confused Scott behind her as she walked back to her room, with a surprising amount of steadiness and confidence. It was only seconds though, before Scott's hand was on her arm.
"Jean, I think you should stay home today."
"What? No. I have a test in chemistry and I need to be there for the soccer banquet after school today—"
"You can take the test tomorrow and I can pick up the sweatshirt or whatever this year's present for the soccer team is."
"No, Scott I am not staying home from school today." She said and turned away from him and continued to her room.
"Jean, you look like hell." Scott pleaded with her as she reached the door to her room.
"And don't you just look so lovely first thing in the morning." She snapped at him and slammed the door to her room shut.
A/N: I know I really shouldn't be starting another story right now considering that this will be the third one I have going. What can I say, I have an over active imagination.
The thing about Risty: Ok, in this story, I'm going to have it be that there really was a person named Risty, but then Mystique kidnapped her or whatever you like and when Rogue found out that Mystique was posing as Risty, the real Risty came back because Mysti let her go or she got rescued if you want something heroic. The basic point is that there was a Risty, Mystique impersonated her for a while and now the real Risty is back. Mmmk?
Please review, I would hate to have to get Jean to throw up on you.