Whatever Happened To Kim Possible?
Chapter Four
"Are you sure everything's alright Kim? You sound terrible."
"Oh erm…" Kim couldn't finish off her sentence as the phone line was heard being pulled out. Shego holding the other end, looking down at Kim as if to say she was a dead rodent in her home.
Suddenly Kim felt a hard kick into her ribs, as Shego continued to lash out in anger at her girlfriend.
I've sick of this shit! Fuck this son of a bitch!
Soon Shego watched Kim become unconscious and started to collapse, realizing that Kim was near close to death. Shego halted her attacks and dragged the unconscious red head up the stairs by the limbs which had bruises forming.
Shego grunted in anger at the weight of this piece of crap.
Once Shego was in Kim's room, she dumped Kim on the bed and went downstairs to grab some rope and duct tape…
Monique let out a confused sigh, something was not right. And not the normal 'not right' this was a seriously bad 'not right.' Grabbing her coat, Monique left her small apartment and set off to Kim's house. Just about catching the bus.
The African American found herself worrying about Kim's health the longer the bus stayed in one position. Ignoring some of the stares she was receiving, all those bastards could kiss her behind; she got off at her stop, and made a quick power walk to Kim's house. Just in time to see Shego getting into her car.
"Ah Monique." Shego said cheerfully.
Something was seriously wrong.
"Hello to you to Ms. Go" Monique said in an equally cheerful tone.
"I just wanted to apologize for how I've been acting lately, I haven't been feeling too good and I've been very short tempered. So as my way of apologizing, I'm giving you the day off, with pay of course" Shego added, handing a roll of money to the woman.
"Oh…" Monique was lost for words; she had not been expecting this… not even a witch could have predicted this. "Well is Miss Possible ok with this?"
"Oh yes, she's the one who suggested how I make it up to you. Now off you pop. Oh can I have that key back?" Shego asked, her smile killing her facial muscles.
"Oh I'm sorry I seem to have forgotten it." Monique realized as she searched her purse, "Do you mind if I return tomorrow with it?"
"Oh no, not at all." She watched as Monique walked away back to the bus stop. As she turned round, her smile instantly dropping as she got back into her car. Driving back to her new 'job' as she pulled a balaclava out of the glove compartment.
The African American watched as her boss pulled out of the driveway, quickly she hopped out of the bus and sprinted to the house, quickly taking the key out of her shoe and made a dash into the large house. Running quickly up the stairs she ran to Kim's room only to find the door locked.
"Kim?" She shouted at the top of her voice, only to get silence in reply. Rattling the handle, she found the lock remained firm. Running into the kitchen she soon found a hammer, running back up the steps; Monique set to work on the hinges of the door.
Shego removed the balaclava and handed the diamond to her new boss called Drakken. God he could be a pain sometimes but the pay checks were enough to keep her happy.
"Say, how about I come round and we can discuss our next heist at your house?" Drakken proposed. Just as Shego was about to blow him off, an ear piercing voice spread through the small house.
"DREW! KEEP IT DOWN! I'M TRYINGTO WAX HERE AND IT TAKES A LOT OF CONCENTRATION!"
Suddenly having Drakken round didn't sound like that bad of an idea; at least there would be no more conversations with his mother. God wouldn't that old crow die already!
Shego gave a brief nod, as she took the roll of notes and decided to head back home. She'd done her job.
Back home
Shego locked her car as she was prepared to enter the house, only for the god damn neighbor's constant irritation stopping her.
"Oh Shego, would you mind if I borrowed your cleaner for a bit?" Yori asked.
Cleaner? Oh…
"She's not… well I suppose she could…" Shego said more to herself "well you can have her everyday if you want. I fired her." Shego said flatly.
"Oh, but I just saw her go into your house."
"Yes but I then fired her."Shego said, a frown growing on her.
"But once you had left she re entered the house." Yori clarified, suddenly Shego came to realization.
"Hmmn, I'll go check on her then." Shego said turning her back; she made a hasty retreat to her home.
Monique stood at the top of the stair case, hammering away at the hinges that held Kim's door firmly shut. Shego's eyes widened in panic, as she sprinted to Kim's door.
"What are you doing?" Shego demanded.
"I wanna know what's going on around here. What is up with you locking poor Kim in her room?"
"You can't go in, she's sleeping." Shego lied, it was obvious.
Monique made a further attempt to get through to Kim's room.
"It's my house and I make the rules!" Shego exclaimed, she was acting like a child!
"It doesn't make a darn bit of difference who's house it is! You're a grown woman and you better start acting like one! Now if you've put Kim on some sort of sleeping pill, I swear I'll darn well do something about it."
Shego let out a heavy sigh, as she took the key out and undid the lock. Monique dropped the hammer she was holding in shock as she saw the red head beating terribly and gagged to the hoist that would usually help the woman get up in the morning.
Oh god, this is disgraceful…
Monique approached Kim in order to help the woman, but the red head seemed to notice her movements and started shaking her head furiously. But before Monique was aware of the situation. Shego throw the hammer Monique had been holding, at the African American's head. A green flame following after…
Kim watched in fear as her best friend collapsed in front of her…
*sigh* I know the story ain't good. Once more I don't really mind the grammar or whatever's wrong with it. I'm a bad writer I know.
Who wants me to finish this story off?
Or would anyone be bothered if I just gave up on it and deleted it?