Spare Change:  Jean's Two Cents

Title: Spare Change: Jean’s Two Cents
Author: Terri
E-mail: xgrrl26@yahoo.com
Rating: R, for BadJean!
Archive: Peep Hut, Dolphin Haven, Agony and Ecstasy –
anyone else, please ask ;)
Feedback: Please? With some forgiveness from my
JeanMuse on top? Good, bad, and ugly welcome…..
Disclaimer: I don’t own them. Poo.
Summary: Installment # 13 of Same Coin, Different
Sides. Eavesdropping. Revelations. Just a touch of
raving egomania on the side ;)
Comments: It’s been a while since I’ve done a good
old fashioned BadJean, and this one felt good :)
Sorry Jean, and I promise to make a NiceJean somewhere
down the line……..
 
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Does he think I don’t see them? Does he think I don’t
know what he’s up to? Does he really think I’m that
fucking clueless? God!
 
You know, we may have broken things off for now, but
he’s fooling himself if he thinks he won’t come back
to me. He should know that sweet, little Kitty can’t
give him what he really needs. He needs a woman, a
strong woman, not some meek, mousy little child. But
there he is, trailing after her all through the
mansion, putting off waves of all this conflicted
lust. How can he not know that I’ll sense that, feel
that?
 
Maybe he does know. Maybe he does know and he’s doing
it to get back at me for whatever he thinks I’ve done
wrong in this whole Logan debacle. He’ll come to his
senses eventually, he will, and then it will be my
turn to make him pay. I’ll make him regret every
single look, every little touch, every last bit of
attention he’s throwing that girl’s way. When he
comes crawling back to me, I’ll make him pay for all
of it. And he will come back to me. He has to.
 
I’m not an arrogant woman, or an egotistical one, but
the plain fact of the matter is that I’m the love of
his life. Whatever happens between us, whatever he
gets upset over, is nothing compared to that one
simple fact. He loves me, and he always will – it’s
just that sometimes he doesn’t want to admit that to
himself. He doesn’t want to love me if I’m not
Perfect Little Jean because that means that he’s not
the Perfect Team Leader himself. Well, that’s not a
grown-up way of looking at things, and he’ll see that
eventually. Everyone makes mistakes, and you
shouldn’t stop loving them because of the mistakes
they make. And I’ve admitted that Logan was a
mistake! Hell, I even admitted that how I handled the
whole thing was a mistake! Really, what more does
Scott want from me?
 
“So, will I see you at dinner?” Oh God, here they
are. I lost track of where they were for a second. I
don’t think they saw me, though – no, they didn’t look
up to the second floor, and I’m pretty well-hidden
behind the library stacks.
 
“Sure will. I’m looking forward to it, Kitty.”
Blech. Kissing her hand, and she actually seems
impressed by it. Honey, Scott has done that with me a
thousand times. Don’t think you’re so special.
 
“Me too.” What a moron. I swear, the girl does not
have two brain cells to rub together and make a spark.
  She’s not all that attractive, either – I have no
idea what Scott sees in her, unless he’s deliberately
choosing the least desirable person in all of New York
just to humiliate me. There’s no way that she and I
are in the same league – we’re not even in the same
*sport*. “Thanks for your help with the furniture.”
 
“At your service, ma’am.” My stomach can’t take much
more. How much longer can he possibly stand to speak
with her? “Always happy to do a little rearranging in
the interest of harmonious interior design.”
 
“Yeah, well, I don’t know if all that feng shui stuff
Jubes reads about is really………” Can’t she even
complete a sentence? Did she learn nothing at this
school, the little – Oh, God. Oh, God. She’s got a
look on her face, and they’re going to kiss. She’s
projecting so strongly and Scott – he’s actually going
to lean in and kiss her. I think I’m going to be
sick. It’s just disgusting. “Um…….sorry.”
 
“Don’t be. I’ve always loved kissing you.” Wait a
minute – always? Always? What does he mean by
‘always’?
 
“That’s – that’s really nice of you to say.”
 
“I mean it. Look, Kit – I know I’ve been kind of an
ass throughout this whole thing, and I – I’m really
sorry. I want to make it up to you”
 
“You, um, have been kind of jerky at times, to tell
the truth. I understand, I really do – you’re going
through a really hard time in your life. But I don’t
like it when you’re like that and I -I really like you
when you’re not like that. I guess I just – I don’t
want to rush into anything, Scott. We’ve kind of
already made that mistake once, and I don’t want to
make it again.”
 
“I understand.” Well I sure as hell don’t. What does
she mean, they made that mistake once? When did they
rush into something? I just don’t get what the hell –
“I’ll never regret the times we made love, but I know
what you mean. It was too fast, and for the wrong
reasons. But, Kit – I think – I think maybe that
you’re the right person. And I don’t want to do
anything to mess that up. I think you’re right – we
should go slow.”
 
Oh, dear God. He – they- oh, God.
 
“Good. I’d like that. So, um, dinner?”
 
“Yeah, I’ll see you at dinner. Later, Kit.”
 
How could he? How could he do that to me!? They’ve –
they’ve been together, he’s had sex with – with that
little – oh, God……….
 
This can’t be right. This can’t be right. Scott
would never cheat on me, he wouldn’t, not even now.
Something must be wrong. Some – some kind of mind
control, or maybe she has powers we don’t know about
or – or *something*. It has to be something. This
can’t be right. Not Scott, and not – he would never
do something like that to *me*. I’m Jean Grey.
Things like this – things like this don’t happen to
me. I don’t get cheated on, and I don’t lose men to
women like that. It just doesn’t happen. Something
has to be wrong, and I’m going to find out what it is.
  Because things like this………they just can’t happen. 


 
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