One night ( cherik )

chapter 1

Erik

How could I do that to him? He was only trying to help me and I shot him. This isn't right! why was I so stupid...

"Erik,are you ok? You seem very distracted today." 

I must have lost my self in my thoughts because I was siting on the dry sand for 2 hours listening to the waves as they violently crash into each other. Raven was obviously worried about me and was I ok? No I'm not but I didn't want to worry Raven with my thoughts as she had her own problems to deal with, I mean she abandoned her child hood friend to be with me after I shot him. Even though I said I was fine she could tell that something was bothering me but I told her that everything was ok, I even tried to tell myself those lies were truth to ease my guilty consciousness and to stop people from seeing me weak. I need to be a symbol of power for my mutant brothers and sisters but I'm distraught over a single man... what's going on!

Months have past and Charles still lingers in my head, I can feel him even with my helmet on. Feeling him only made me more guilt and more drunk. At one point Raven had to take me to my bed,she must have had a hard night because the next day she presented me with a speech however I stopped listening after a while as my head was pounding, even alcohol and the pain of a hang over couldn't flush out the memory.

"ERIK whats going on?!? You have been drinking non stop for a whole week! And every time I come to speek to you, you never listen its as if I am talking to a brick wall! Why are you not telling me whats going on? Its as if you shut your self and lost the key to open up!............................."

"RAVEN!"

Silence fell and raven was all ears but she had that face of pure utter disappointment as she watched me struggle to talk or even function

"Just stop talking and I will tell you whats going on but not today,please"

Raven understood so I told her I would explain everything tomorrow and hope that I can figure out a good enough explanation as I still need to piece everything together and finally get this out of me.

Charles

dam it, I cant stop thinking about that prick, he was the definition stupidity. Because of him I stopped consecrating on my daily tasks and instead I started to imagine a world where Erik stuck to the plan and had not turned his back on his friends.

I had heard a joke about Erik from Alex,"Erik is similar to Rapunzel but instead of letting his hair down he lets the team down." his friends all laughed surprisingly, I mean the joke was bad but still I did forced a smirk to avoid suspicion. Even though the joke was awful it still slightly annoyed me, it made me think of his good side and how he actually cares because I just refused to believe that he had bad intentions. Everyone is focusing on his fuck ups instead of him as a person, am I the only one who knows his true thoughts,feelings and emotions?

Because of Erik,I had a hole in my back but I was lucky enough to not get paralysed. the bullet just missed my spine. The scar constantly reminds me of the day I lost Erik and Raven.However I wasn't too concerned about Raven because I knew she will make do without me but Erik was a whole different story. Somehow I felt like he couldn't cope.

I could hear Alex questioning my odd behaviour as we sat down drinking our tea.

I wonder whats going on with the professor.He looks so distracted for some reason.Would he take it personally if I asked whats wrong?maybe it has something to do with Raven and Erik?If it is that heartless monster bothering him then that twat will regret the day he was born!

"Alex you do realise i'm telepathic,right? You can ask me anything you want,and yeah I guess Erik and Raven are on my mind.Oh and Alex he just made some bad decisions we all makes mistakes , in his case it was a big one but dont call him heartless monster,please."

After I answered Alex's question i just realised  I was defending Erik.But why? And Alex obviously caught on to that too, nothing slips him. But at that point my eyes were starting to feel heavy and my legs started to turn to spaghetti.I was up all night marking papers and planing lessons. Maybe I'm just talking nonsense because I'm sleepy? I hope so anyway.

I excused myself and went to sleep, as I later my head down I could feel Eric's presence. it felt intoxicated by alcohol but also full of sorrow. Was he drinking to drown his pain? Or was I just imagining things? I didn't give it much thought and my eyes closed and I drifted off.