Kim heard the door to Shego's music room slam shut and remained standing with her guitar in hand. Ok, that was ... awkweird? Shego actually wanted to talk to me about whatever "issues" (Kim made air quotation marks with her hands) I have right now.
Shouldn't I be a bit grateful for that? I mean, we're sort of friends... Sort of? I don't know, my parents think we're friends because I keep telling them I'm going over to Shego's place to practise playing guitar. I know Dad wants to say something to me about how I should start looking for jobs and whatnot, but playing guitar is fun... Well, it was the first time 'round with Shego. Right now she's just making me slave away on chord progressions. I wonder if I'm any better than when I first started out.
Anyway, what should I do? I think Shego's mad at me. Kim walked back to the living room and looked around. The coffee table was in total disarray, so she decided to clean up the mess; she put down her guitar on the couch and started putting all the papers together. She eyed all the red marks that Shego had made on all of the sheet music she was organizing. Huh, looks like I've practised a lot of chords. I guess I never noticed because Shego kept barking at me to switch between them quickly during our sessions.
After tidying up the coffee table, Kim sighed. Ok, so Shego's mad at me. I sort of don't want to go home. I wonder if Shego'll be mad if I actually stayed the night? I mean, she did tell me to stay if I want to... Kim smiled. Shego's a lot nicer than she claims she is.
She sat back down on the couch and took up her guitar. She carefully strummed a few chords and came up with a slow melody. Huh, this sounds familiar. She typed in a few key words in Shego's computer and came up with the chords she needed to continue playing. She was suddenly flooded with a wide range of emotions as she continued playing and started to softly sing along halfway into the song.
"Where are you and I'm so sorry
I cannot sleep I cannot dream tonight
I need somebody and always
This sick strange darkness comes creeping on so haunting every time
And as I stared I counted the webs from all the spiders
catching things and eating their insides
Like indecision to call you
And hear your voice of treason
Will you come home and stop this pain tonight
stop this pain tonight
I miss you, miss you..."
Kim's vocals trailed off and were replaced by soft sobs.
Aw, shit.
Shego was in her music room, still somewhat fuming over Kim's attitude, when she heard soft guitar playing. Actually, she didn't hear the guitar playing immediately - she was wearing headphones and listening to nothing. It was one of her odd ways to deal with her sometimes-ravaging emotions. Having the headphones on produced a psychological effect on her - it let her focus. Listening to nothing merely allowed her to focus on the task at hand (in this case, trying to get her mind off of Kim, but she ended up thinking of Rachel instead) and allowed her to block out any distracting noises.
However, in this case, the headphones didn't block out the distracting noise. Shego pulled off her headphones and walked over to the door separating her music room from the living room. What the hell, she's still here? She's playing something... Oh, and she's singing now. Huh. Wondering why she's doing that. Shego frowned. She sounds so sad. Shego gripped the doorknob. Should I go and talk to her even if she doesn't want to talk about it? Or should I offer her something to drink; I find a hot cup of tea usually helps calm my nerves. She was about to turn the doorknob when she heard the guitar playing stop. But then another sound caught her attention: sobbing.
Oh boy, I really don't do these feely, emotional kinds of conversations. Should I go to her? Or should I pretend to not hear her? It's not like she's crying out loud on purpose... I mean, it's quiet sobbing, not wailing to get my attention. Shego let go of the doorknob and slowly walked back over to her desk.
Suddenly the sobbing stopped. Shego heard footsteps approach her door.
Then she heard them shuffle away.
Silence.
And then she heard her front door slam.
Author's Notes: I know it's a short chapter for this week, but bear with me, school just started...
The song that Kim sing is blink-182's "I Miss You." I do not own the lyrics to the song!
Again, Shego's compassionate side is OOC. And I made a random reference from the Big Bang Theory (TV series) where Sheldon Cooper always offers his friends hot beverages when they're upset. It wasn't really deliberate, though.
Next up: So, something's eating away at Kim... what is it, exactly? Will we ever find out? And why did Kim leave?
