Disclaimer: I don't own Kim possible or anything and im not makin money for writing this story just writing it for entertainment. So yeah . all this is copyright to Disney..
Note: not really for young people…I had this kind of problem when I was about 12 and stopped when I was about 16. Rating PG-13 and R. This is a mix of both that
Kim came home late one night. She just stopped Drakken from trying to take over the world, again. You'd think he would have known by now that he just can't prevail to Kim or just to win. That same day Bonnie just wouldn't leave her alone, bitching about every little thing Kim did that day. She had enough of it. She even failed a test that day…who knew what else would ensue that day. When she got home her parents didn't even set a place for her at the table.
"Thank you," Kim spoke in a low tone, sarcastically. She grabbed a paper plate. "What did you cook now?" she asked.
"Kimmie, that's no way to act," her mother growled at her. "It's meatloaf."
"I don't want any, I'll get something myself." Kim pushed it away and went up to her room.
"What crawled up Kim's butt and died?" Tim asked.
"Lets not use that language at the table," their father spoke up "She probably had a bad day." He added just finished his meal.
Later that night
It was late Friday. Kim laid sleepless on her bed struggling to sleep she couldn't take it. She got up to go to the bathroom, she then went downstairs to get something to eat. Still in her day clothes.
"Hmm…" she whispered silently, not wanting to awake anyone in the house, closing the fridge door, walking over to the drawer where the knifes where kept. "I wonder.."
Taking the knife out she went upstairs and locked herself in the bathroom. She needed to punish herself so she'd work much harder for the cheer team, so she'd work harder to get better grades, so she'd work harder to defeat Shego and Drakken once and for all. She needed a good punishment.
"Come on Kim," Kim spoke out loud to herself. "You can do anything" she added on smiling. Taking the knife to her arm and cutting it, a nice smooth cut. She closed her eyes at the pain and grabbed the sink and squeezed. "Not bad Kim, do better," Kim now seemed to be pushing herself to do it. Taking the knife again and carving her name in big letters.
"That's good Kim." She smiled and ran her arm under hot water until the water stopped.
"One more, Kim," she wouldn't stop pushing herself. She carved a flower onto her wrist, hurting her but just missing where she could severely hurt herself.
"Kimmie, breakfast," Her father called down.
"Ugh…" she held her arm, it hurt like hell.
"Hold on dad.." Kim screamed back and took a sweatshirt and put it on.
Kim ate up.
"Kim would you mind telling us what you were doing in the bathroom at 3 AM, and downstairs in the kitchen?" her mom asked her.
"Nothing, mother, I went to the kitchen to get some food…then to the bathroom to use it." She lied. She didn't care.
"Oh well, Kim we need to go now. Make sure your brothers stay out of trouble." Her mom kissed her on the head and left the door, followed by her father.
"Thank God." Kim growled walking to the bathroom again. "Lets see what do we have,…" she growled. "NOTHING" she screamed. The phone rang.
"What the hell do you want?" Kim asked.
"Uh KP?" She could tell it was Ron.
"Sorry Ron, I'm busy. I can't talk now…bye" she hung up. And looked over into the kitchen. Perfect. An empty soda glass can, her mom collected them. She took it upstairs and locked herself in her room, putting her wastebasket near her desk, smashing the bottle. The bottom half falling into the wastebasket.
"Come on stupid Kim, we can do this." She took the bottle and pressed it into her leg and twisted it then pulled it out and threw it away, taking a smaller glass piece and cutting her other arm up. She carved a heart into it. She threw that away and ran to the kitchen, pouring salt into the cut. Closing her eyes tight to hold back the pain, she ran her arm under the water of the facet.
"Jim, Tim…do you guys want to go out for ice cream or something?" Kim grabbed some emergency money.
"Sure" They both said at the same time, Kim laughed.
After miles of walking they arrived at the Ice Cream place. They all ordered ice cream. Kim and them then went to the mall; she wanted more long sleeved shirts.
"Jim, Tim here's some money… go the arcade and I'll pick you up whenever. Don't go ANYWHERE" Kim growled
She went into the store to see Bonnie there.
"Oh look it's Kim." Bonnie spoke in her famous snotty tone. "What are you doing here?" She asked.
"Shopping, Bonnie." Kim rolled her eyes.
"But shouldn't you be practicing the cheer routine and the cheers and chants? You don't give us enough." Bonnie placed her hands on her hips.
"Shut the hell up," Kim said.
"Or what?" Bonnie replied.
"Just leave me the hell alone you bitch." Kim screamed and turned around, Bonnie followed her.
"You don't do enough for us, we hardly even work that hard. We only have one big routine I think we need more, more, more. You don't give us enough. You need to give us your best. That's why I should still be captain…you don't deserve it. You're not that great." Bonnie bitched and carried on about the whole captain deal, Kim turned around and yelled.
"I DON'T' WANT TO HEAR IT"
"Kim, like cool down. You're going to draw a crowd here and you'll become a loser. Speaking of losers why do you even hang out with one?" Kim walked away not even hearing the rest of Bonnie and her bitching.
Kim bought a few long sleeved shirts and went off to get her brothers, as they walked home.
"This money sure does come in handy." She said
"Why were you so nice to us today, Kim?" They asked.
"No reason." Kim said and ran to her room, she heard her Kimmuncater.
"What's the sitch, Wade?" she asked.
"Drakken," he continued. "Broke out of jail, he stole something, again." Wade said.
"Ugh" Kim said, "I can't get a day with out villains. Her and Wade both laughed, as wades body fat juggled and Kim lifted her lip in disgust.
"He has ANOTHER laser machine and plans to melt the SOUTH pole." Wade said
(Note: If you've seen AP you'll know this is familiar ; ) )
"Ah, well do you have a lift there?" Kim asked.
"Yeah" Wade said.
"Ok"
Kim saw Drakken and Shego, they looked like they were busy trying to figure out how to use the laser.
Kim came up behind them doing her basics and kicked the laser so it turned off, Ron was unplugging it (this is a special laser) they stopped pretty quickly.
"KIM POSSIBLE," Drakken screamed. "That was to easy for us!" Wade on the other hand had already called the police.
"That didn't take to long," Kim smirked and got back on the plane home. When she got home she ran into her bedroom again with scissors.
"What Bonnie said was true…" Kim remembered everything she kept saying. She lifted her sleeve up and cut deep and long, blood drawing out of it quickly. She let it
"This is for not giving the team its best," Kim whispered as she cut her shoulder with a knife, she made an X mark.
"And this is for…" Kim started and a knock came on the door. Kim took the knife and shoved it in a drawer and pulled her sleeve down.
"Kim…dinners ready…it's pizza." Her mom smiled at her "Is something wrong?" she asked.
"No nothing nothing is wrong, nope…." Kim could feel her heart pounding fast.
"Oh well come on down,"
"In a few…let me wash up…"
Dinner was quiet that night until Kim spoke up..
"I went to the south pole today,"
"Really?"
"Yeah…" there was a silence after that. No one spoke the rest of dinner time. She went into her room that night and to the bathroom across the hall. She stripped down to nothing and turned the cool water on and stepped in. She let it drip onto her cuts and her name. Her newest one was still bleeding.
She went to bed and waited for people to go to bed.
"This is for being ME," Kim whispered in a harsh tone as she cut her palm.
She awoke late on Sunday to a phone call.
"Kim, phone," her mom screamed
"Tell whomever it is not to call," Kim grumbled as she came down the stairs, as she meant to trip to hurt herself.
"KIM," her mother screamed. "Are you alright?"
"Get your hands off me, I'm fine," She smiled and got up. "I'm going out, cya" she ran out the door to a old trash landfill looking for old sharp things people threw out. She found a box of nails and wanted to nail one into her. The pain.
She found an old blender blade someone must've tossed out. She cut her leg up and her arm. She knew just then she had a problem. She had self-mutilation.
"Kim where did you go to?" Her father asked.
"NO where important…" She sighed. "I don't feel good," she went upstairs. "I'm going to sleep," Her alarm buzzed and she remembered it was a school day.
The day went by fine until she remembered she had cheerleading practice. She thought no one would see the scars so she just put her uniform. No one did see. Until Bonnie of all people said something.
"Kim, like whats that?" she said pointed to some marks on her arm.
"Nothing," She said pulling a sweat shirt on.
"Whatever Kim, just because you can't do anything doesn't mean you should just shrug shit off like that. You need help."
"Shut the hell up, Bonnie. I just drew that on there with pencil so leave me the hell alone." Kim screamed as Bonnie left the locker room.
"Whats the matter, Kim?" Marcella asked.
"Nothing, Marc," Kim smiled. "You did great today at pratice.
"You did, too. I wonder what Bonnie's problem is. She thinks everyone has a problem."
"Yeah,"
"Well I better go, c ya tomorrow, Kim." Marcella ran out the door and Kim pulled out a knife and cut herself across the stomach. She heard someone coming.
"Kim you're bleeding!" Tara pointed out.
"Agh, where?" Kim asked.
"Your stomach," Tara whispered for no reason.
"Oh, I scratched open a cut today," Kim said. "Dumb scars."
"Kim, there was NO cut on you. I didn't see one, at least." Tara lifted an eyebrow.
"Just don't look at me, it doesn't look or sound right. It doesn't matter, I just probably got it on the showers, since I had the handicap one."
"Okay Kim, watch out." Tara smiled. "So our big game is tonight." She grinned. "We're SO going to win."
"Yeah, win…" Kim sounded sad. "I'm going." She walked out the door and saw Ron running towards her, Rufus on his shoulder.
"Hey Ron, I don't feel that good… I better get home." Kim waved.
"Does she seem like she's avoided us, Rufus?" Ron asked his mole rat.
"Mmmhmm yrep." The pink rat nodded.
When she got home she found the house empty. "I think they know" Kim whispered to herself, "THEY CAN'T KNOW." She screamed and grabbed a knife and cut her palm again, and her arms.
"Dammit they shouldn't know." She dropped her knife and grabbed her books out to study. Wade beeped and she threw the machine down.
"Not today…" she growled
To be continued.
I hope you like this. No flames… we just need these kind of stories that deal with real teen issues today. I hope you don't get offended by any of it.
Note: not really for young people…I had this kind of problem when I was about 12 and stopped when I was about 16. Rating PG-13 and R. This is a mix of both that
Kim came home late one night. She just stopped Drakken from trying to take over the world, again. You'd think he would have known by now that he just can't prevail to Kim or just to win. That same day Bonnie just wouldn't leave her alone, bitching about every little thing Kim did that day. She had enough of it. She even failed a test that day…who knew what else would ensue that day. When she got home her parents didn't even set a place for her at the table.
"Thank you," Kim spoke in a low tone, sarcastically. She grabbed a paper plate. "What did you cook now?" she asked.
"Kimmie, that's no way to act," her mother growled at her. "It's meatloaf."
"I don't want any, I'll get something myself." Kim pushed it away and went up to her room.
"What crawled up Kim's butt and died?" Tim asked.
"Lets not use that language at the table," their father spoke up "She probably had a bad day." He added just finished his meal.
Later that night
It was late Friday. Kim laid sleepless on her bed struggling to sleep she couldn't take it. She got up to go to the bathroom, she then went downstairs to get something to eat. Still in her day clothes.
"Hmm…" she whispered silently, not wanting to awake anyone in the house, closing the fridge door, walking over to the drawer where the knifes where kept. "I wonder.."
Taking the knife out she went upstairs and locked herself in the bathroom. She needed to punish herself so she'd work much harder for the cheer team, so she'd work harder to get better grades, so she'd work harder to defeat Shego and Drakken once and for all. She needed a good punishment.
"Come on Kim," Kim spoke out loud to herself. "You can do anything" she added on smiling. Taking the knife to her arm and cutting it, a nice smooth cut. She closed her eyes at the pain and grabbed the sink and squeezed. "Not bad Kim, do better," Kim now seemed to be pushing herself to do it. Taking the knife again and carving her name in big letters.
"That's good Kim." She smiled and ran her arm under hot water until the water stopped.
"One more, Kim," she wouldn't stop pushing herself. She carved a flower onto her wrist, hurting her but just missing where she could severely hurt herself.
"Kimmie, breakfast," Her father called down.
"Ugh…" she held her arm, it hurt like hell.
"Hold on dad.." Kim screamed back and took a sweatshirt and put it on.
Kim ate up.
"Kim would you mind telling us what you were doing in the bathroom at 3 AM, and downstairs in the kitchen?" her mom asked her.
"Nothing, mother, I went to the kitchen to get some food…then to the bathroom to use it." She lied. She didn't care.
"Oh well, Kim we need to go now. Make sure your brothers stay out of trouble." Her mom kissed her on the head and left the door, followed by her father.
"Thank God." Kim growled walking to the bathroom again. "Lets see what do we have,…" she growled. "NOTHING" she screamed. The phone rang.
"What the hell do you want?" Kim asked.
"Uh KP?" She could tell it was Ron.
"Sorry Ron, I'm busy. I can't talk now…bye" she hung up. And looked over into the kitchen. Perfect. An empty soda glass can, her mom collected them. She took it upstairs and locked herself in her room, putting her wastebasket near her desk, smashing the bottle. The bottom half falling into the wastebasket.
"Come on stupid Kim, we can do this." She took the bottle and pressed it into her leg and twisted it then pulled it out and threw it away, taking a smaller glass piece and cutting her other arm up. She carved a heart into it. She threw that away and ran to the kitchen, pouring salt into the cut. Closing her eyes tight to hold back the pain, she ran her arm under the water of the facet.
"Jim, Tim…do you guys want to go out for ice cream or something?" Kim grabbed some emergency money.
"Sure" They both said at the same time, Kim laughed.
After miles of walking they arrived at the Ice Cream place. They all ordered ice cream. Kim and them then went to the mall; she wanted more long sleeved shirts.
"Jim, Tim here's some money… go the arcade and I'll pick you up whenever. Don't go ANYWHERE" Kim growled
She went into the store to see Bonnie there.
"Oh look it's Kim." Bonnie spoke in her famous snotty tone. "What are you doing here?" She asked.
"Shopping, Bonnie." Kim rolled her eyes.
"But shouldn't you be practicing the cheer routine and the cheers and chants? You don't give us enough." Bonnie placed her hands on her hips.
"Shut the hell up," Kim said.
"Or what?" Bonnie replied.
"Just leave me the hell alone you bitch." Kim screamed and turned around, Bonnie followed her.
"You don't do enough for us, we hardly even work that hard. We only have one big routine I think we need more, more, more. You don't give us enough. You need to give us your best. That's why I should still be captain…you don't deserve it. You're not that great." Bonnie bitched and carried on about the whole captain deal, Kim turned around and yelled.
"I DON'T' WANT TO HEAR IT"
"Kim, like cool down. You're going to draw a crowd here and you'll become a loser. Speaking of losers why do you even hang out with one?" Kim walked away not even hearing the rest of Bonnie and her bitching.
Kim bought a few long sleeved shirts and went off to get her brothers, as they walked home.
"This money sure does come in handy." She said
"Why were you so nice to us today, Kim?" They asked.
"No reason." Kim said and ran to her room, she heard her Kimmuncater.
"What's the sitch, Wade?" she asked.
"Drakken," he continued. "Broke out of jail, he stole something, again." Wade said.
"Ugh" Kim said, "I can't get a day with out villains. Her and Wade both laughed, as wades body fat juggled and Kim lifted her lip in disgust.
"He has ANOTHER laser machine and plans to melt the SOUTH pole." Wade said
(Note: If you've seen AP you'll know this is familiar ; ) )
"Ah, well do you have a lift there?" Kim asked.
"Yeah" Wade said.
"Ok"
Kim saw Drakken and Shego, they looked like they were busy trying to figure out how to use the laser.
Kim came up behind them doing her basics and kicked the laser so it turned off, Ron was unplugging it (this is a special laser) they stopped pretty quickly.
"KIM POSSIBLE," Drakken screamed. "That was to easy for us!" Wade on the other hand had already called the police.
"That didn't take to long," Kim smirked and got back on the plane home. When she got home she ran into her bedroom again with scissors.
"What Bonnie said was true…" Kim remembered everything she kept saying. She lifted her sleeve up and cut deep and long, blood drawing out of it quickly. She let it
"This is for not giving the team its best," Kim whispered as she cut her shoulder with a knife, she made an X mark.
"And this is for…" Kim started and a knock came on the door. Kim took the knife and shoved it in a drawer and pulled her sleeve down.
"Kim…dinners ready…it's pizza." Her mom smiled at her "Is something wrong?" she asked.
"No nothing nothing is wrong, nope…." Kim could feel her heart pounding fast.
"Oh well come on down,"
"In a few…let me wash up…"
Dinner was quiet that night until Kim spoke up..
"I went to the south pole today,"
"Really?"
"Yeah…" there was a silence after that. No one spoke the rest of dinner time. She went into her room that night and to the bathroom across the hall. She stripped down to nothing and turned the cool water on and stepped in. She let it drip onto her cuts and her name. Her newest one was still bleeding.
She went to bed and waited for people to go to bed.
"This is for being ME," Kim whispered in a harsh tone as she cut her palm.
She awoke late on Sunday to a phone call.
"Kim, phone," her mom screamed
"Tell whomever it is not to call," Kim grumbled as she came down the stairs, as she meant to trip to hurt herself.
"KIM," her mother screamed. "Are you alright?"
"Get your hands off me, I'm fine," She smiled and got up. "I'm going out, cya" she ran out the door to a old trash landfill looking for old sharp things people threw out. She found a box of nails and wanted to nail one into her. The pain.
She found an old blender blade someone must've tossed out. She cut her leg up and her arm. She knew just then she had a problem. She had self-mutilation.
"Kim where did you go to?" Her father asked.
"NO where important…" She sighed. "I don't feel good," she went upstairs. "I'm going to sleep," Her alarm buzzed and she remembered it was a school day.
The day went by fine until she remembered she had cheerleading practice. She thought no one would see the scars so she just put her uniform. No one did see. Until Bonnie of all people said something.
"Kim, like whats that?" she said pointed to some marks on her arm.
"Nothing," She said pulling a sweat shirt on.
"Whatever Kim, just because you can't do anything doesn't mean you should just shrug shit off like that. You need help."
"Shut the hell up, Bonnie. I just drew that on there with pencil so leave me the hell alone." Kim screamed as Bonnie left the locker room.
"Whats the matter, Kim?" Marcella asked.
"Nothing, Marc," Kim smiled. "You did great today at pratice.
"You did, too. I wonder what Bonnie's problem is. She thinks everyone has a problem."
"Yeah,"
"Well I better go, c ya tomorrow, Kim." Marcella ran out the door and Kim pulled out a knife and cut herself across the stomach. She heard someone coming.
"Kim you're bleeding!" Tara pointed out.
"Agh, where?" Kim asked.
"Your stomach," Tara whispered for no reason.
"Oh, I scratched open a cut today," Kim said. "Dumb scars."
"Kim, there was NO cut on you. I didn't see one, at least." Tara lifted an eyebrow.
"Just don't look at me, it doesn't look or sound right. It doesn't matter, I just probably got it on the showers, since I had the handicap one."
"Okay Kim, watch out." Tara smiled. "So our big game is tonight." She grinned. "We're SO going to win."
"Yeah, win…" Kim sounded sad. "I'm going." She walked out the door and saw Ron running towards her, Rufus on his shoulder.
"Hey Ron, I don't feel that good… I better get home." Kim waved.
"Does she seem like she's avoided us, Rufus?" Ron asked his mole rat.
"Mmmhmm yrep." The pink rat nodded.
When she got home she found the house empty. "I think they know" Kim whispered to herself, "THEY CAN'T KNOW." She screamed and grabbed a knife and cut her palm again, and her arms.
"Dammit they shouldn't know." She dropped her knife and grabbed her books out to study. Wade beeped and she threw the machine down.
"Not today…" she growled
To be continued.
I hope you like this. No flames… we just need these kind of stories that deal with real teen issues today. I hope you don't get offended by any of it.