Less Than 1000 Chapter 6: Breakup by Letter, a kim possible fanfic

Just another one-shot under 1000 words… This is kind of another experiment combining letter writing, a song, and introspection all at once. Hope it works…

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters alluded to in this one-shot…

Break-up by Letter

Green eyes were clenched shut tightly, fighting off the tears while she sat at her desk, contemplating whether to do what she felt she had to do. With eyes welling up as if they were twin dams ready to burst, she looked at herself in the mirror over her dresser that sat off to the left, and once again fought back the tidal wave of emotions she was feeling.

Taking a deep breath, she turned back to the task at hand, picked up the pencil, and started to write the hardest letter she had ever written in her life.

The song playing softly on her radio fit the situation so completely, that she couldn't help but to draw from it, and as a result, it became part of the letter. She had heard the song many times before, but now that she had made this decision, it was much more relevant to her situation than ever before.

She sang to herself the first part of the song before starting to write.

The smell of your skin lingers on me… now. She had clenched him so tight in the airport before he left. She knew that this was the last time they would be together.

Finally her pencil began to move, and the words started to form.

'You're probably on your flight back to your hometown. I need some shelter of my own protection baby, to be with myself and center… Peace, Clarity, Serenity.

I hope you know, I hope you know… That this has nothing to do with you.
It's personal, Myself and I… We've got some straightenin' out to do. And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket, But I've got to get a move on with my life.

Its time to be a big girl now… And big girls don't cry.'

Once again the tears threatened to fall from her emerald orbs, and with a great heave of emotional strength, straightened herself in her seat. She didn't notice how tightly she had been gripping the pencil until it snapped. "Damn." She muttered under her breath, and reached over to the cup that held more pencils.

"Don't cry… don't cry… don't cry." She muttered to herself over and over, trying once again to reign in the torrent of emotions she was going through. "This has to be done. We're… through."

With a quivering lip, she once again put lead to paper and continued the letter.

'The path that I'm walking, I must go alone. I must take the baby steps 'til I'm full grown… full grown. (for some reason she felt the need to repeat this.) Fairytales don't always have a happy ending, do they? And I foresee the dark ahead if I stay.'

The chorus of the song played again on the radio, and she leaned back in her chair singing along with the words, once again fighting the emotions it was causing to build up inside.

I hope you know… I hope you know…
That this has nothing to with you!
It's personal, Myself and I…
We've got some straightenin' out to do!
And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket,
But I've got to get a move on with my life!
Its time to be a big girl now…
And big girls don't cry…

With a great sniff, she wiped away the tears that were once again threatening to release. This time she pulled from a memory as a child to convey her thoughts and emotions, and began to write the next paragraph of the letter.

'In our travels, I know our paths will cross again, and I sincerely hope that if this happens, we won't act like strangers to each other.'

'Like the little schoolmate in the schoolyard, we'll play jacks and Uno cards. I'll be your best friend and you'll be mine. Valentine… Yes, you can hold my hand if you want to, Cause I want to hold yours too. We'll be playmates and lovers and share our secret worlds.'

Looking out the window to her right, a tear finally escaped and trickled down her cheek. "Damn!" She mumbled and angrily wiped it away. "I told myself I wouldn't do this!" She didn't notice that a teardrop had fallen on the sheet of paper she had been writing on. Once again, those strong, yet gentle fingers continued to try and convey how she was feeling to paper. Glancing over at the time, she continued…

'But its time for me to go home… It's getting late and dark outside. I need to be with myself and center… Clarity, Peace, Serenity.'

Once again she sang along with the chorus that played through the speakers.

…x x x x…

"Don't cry… don't cry… don't cry."

He had read and re-read the letter more than just a few times. Placing the single sheet of paper down on the table where he had been reading, he didn't notice the one single tear stain as his own tear dropped right next to it.

"She… she's gone." He mumbled into his hands. "Shego's… gone."

Drakken stood, and went to the fridge to get a drink of orange juice. As he was opening the fridge door, he saw a note from his mother telling him to get a gallon of milk the next time he went to the store.

The end…

The song used in this story is "Big Girls Don't Cry", by Fergie.

So was this who you thought?