Title: Dark Secrets
Author: Carebear aka Day
Rating: Mature because of content, not necessarily content you see but the content you will hear/be told about.
Genre: Mighty Morphin Power Rangers - nothing beyond 'In Space' is ever mentioned. DinoThunder did not happen because when this story was started (I know it's been forever) DinoThunder didn't even exist, I don't even know if it was an inkling in someone's brain at that time...
Disclaimer: I own nothing you recognize, and in case you don't recognize it, I don't own Keylares Pennsylvania or McAdoo, or anything that is IN those two towns. I don't own the Pernas, the Pernas own themselves except for Emily, she's completely utterly fictional.
On the other hand, I do own Bev and the cast and such of Contact, I own Bev's animals and her properties and her friends and anyone else you don't recognize. k? k... so please don't sue me. (And Kim Perna that goes for you too! Course you sue me I'm finding you and dragging your butt to see a marathon of musicals that repeat themselves every day until you cave but.. hey -shrug- what are friends for lol)
Summary: Another play on why Kim sent the letter, the prologue begins then, then moves ahead nine years. No one has had any contact with Kim since the letter until Jason and Kat's wedding. Can Kim finally tell them the secrets she's been hiding all her life?
Author's Notes: For the sake of the story, the events on Muriathis Island did happen (if I spelled that wrong, apologies I don't have a written copy of it anywhere in front of me) Anyway so yeah the events did happen, except it was Trini with Jason instead of Kim.
Notes about the way things are written:
Stressed words are in italics as are letters that are being written/read or articles. Thoughts are written like this /-/ Thoughts /-/.
11/30/17 - I know it has been QUITE a long time since I started this, eight moves, a number of years, and a few hundred miles. I apologize so very much for not getting this finished before now but I finally got it finished. I've gone through and made minor changes to the first sixteen chapters, and have added on the remaining chapters.
Day
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Prologue
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Saturday, February 10th, 1996
Schmidt's Training Center
Miami, Florida
3:37 p.m.
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Dear Tommy,
Everything is going great here in Florida. Coach Schmidt has me as ready as I'll ever be for the competition. Tommy, this is the hardest letter I've ever had to write. You've always been my best friend, and in some ways, you're like a brother. But something has happened here that I can't explain. It's been both wonderful and painful at the same time. Tommy, I've met someone else.
Tommy, you know I would never do anything to hurt you. But I feel like I've found the person I belong with. He's wonderful, kind, and caring. You'd really like him. Everything would be perfect if it weren't for hurting you. But I have to follow my heart. I will always care about you, Tommy. Please forgive me.
Kimberly
Kimberly Hart looked at the letter she had just finished writing, her heart breaking as she imagined the reaction it would create. Tommy would never forgive her for what she was doing, to be honest, none of them would. Yet, that was what she wanted, now she would be on her own again.
It was what she wanted, it was.
Wasn't it?
She looked around her dorm room at the pictures spread on every available surface, pictures of her with her best friends when they were children, of the friends that had joined them over the years. How could she live without them, especially her oldest and dearest friends?
No, it had to be this way, she knew that. They didn't belong anymore, she didn't belong, she had to do this. She folded the letter up and placed it in the envelope. Before she could second guess herself again, she sealed it and turned it over, wrote his name then paused as a thought crossed her mind. Where should she send it? If she sent it to his house he would get it of course, but would he tell the gang what happened, or would he try to bear it on his own. She knew that he would need them, whether he would admit it or not. He would need their support; this was going to kill him.
God, she hated herself.
Before she could change her mind she addressed it care of Ernie. She knew that would make them even more mad at her, but Tommy would need them, and this was the only way she could be sure that they knew, so they could do what she could not. They could let him know he was loved. He would think she didn't love him anymore, and that was what she wanted him to think; but, in her heart, she would always love him.
She got up and grabbed a stamp from her purse as she made her way downstairs; not stopping until she reached the mailbox. Silently she stood there a moment, sending a prayer that everything would work as it was supposed to. Then she put it in the box and turned around.
She made it back to her room before the tears started. She locked the door then collapsed on her bed as she cried, holding the dragon he had once given her.