Fed Up To The Core: Chapter Ten: Snapped
Kim stared at the notebook, the blank pages waiting for the pen in her hand to make contact.
This is ridiculous, I'm almost twenty, I'm writing in a diary! What the hell is wrong with me? I'm losing my mind. Apart from having my boyfriend and best friend taken away from me… is it me? Am I some sort of death magnet?
I know everyone's been telling me it's not my fault. But is it not just a little bit unfair that I save the world for half of my childhood, only to be returned with loved ones being taken away from me?! It's like God's taken the piss from above.
But I hope Ron and Monique are in a better place now, I guess I always have Shego.
That's a sentence I'd never thought I'd say, but truth be told Shego's been there for me. I know she's not perfect, but I just feel like I can connect with her ya know? Like we share the same mind. But I wish I was just… wish we were more. It's like I've just started a fifty km marathon, I've only just past the first one. Like there's so much more to go before we can actually… oh what am I on about? Shego will never love me, she's the villain.
Kim looked at the paragraph now on the page. She felt slightly better, letting her wrist relax as she dropped the black biro pen. Suddenly her ringtone echoed around the living room.
Getting off the chair, the red head approached the small black device, looking at the caller ID, the big three letters 'mom' across the bottom of the screen, with a picture of her mother looking unimpressed started to flash.
"Hi Mom." Kim said cheerfully.
"Heya Kimmie, I was wondering if you'd like to go out for a day."
This was unexpected; in fact it was slightly suspicious. It wasn't anyone's birthday, and fingers crossed it wasn't anyone's funeral. So why Kim's mother had suddenly proposed this occasion was behind Kim's reasoning.
"Sure Mom, I'd love to. Any special reason why?"
"Oh just felt like it's been too long since I'd last seen you Kimmie. And we haven't had our annual mother daughter chat." Anne added, hearing the heavy sigh on the other end of the phone line.
"Ok Mom, there's this new shop that opened up in Go City, just down in the centre of the town and it has a big opening sale. All the girls are posting that the clothing in there is worth dying for!"
Kim realized she hadn't been shopping since she'd heard the news of the death of her best friend, and the idea of shopping had brought back memories of all the fun Kim and Monique had had with each other, and personally Kim just couldn't' bare that any more.
But that was then, this is now. She had to live on with her life, Monique would have wanted her too, and that had been Ron's dying words to her.
To live on.
As for money, Kim was well off, but felt like she needed to get a job soon because she couldn't live on the donations that people had made to her when she was fifteen just because she'd saved a millionaire.
Anyway, Kim looked at the time on her watch.
"How about in half an hour we meet in Go City by the library?" Kim proposed.
"Sure thing bubble butt!"
"MOM!" Kim whined, the nickname causing her to blush even with no one around her, but Kim had no idea who could be round her mother. For all she knew, her mother could be performing brain surgery right this minute. Maybe causing the unconscious person to fall off the table from laughing.
"See you later" Anne said cheerily, leaving Kim grumbling as she hit the cut button on the phone.
Go City Library. 2: 30pm 5/11/2012 Monday
Anne watched her daughter walk casually up to her, no one else would have guessed all the things that Kim had gone through at a first glance. Obviously Kim had become a good liar over the past two months.
"Hi Kimmie." Anne said happily, greeting her daughter with a strong hug, as Kim happily returned it to the older version of herself (personally Kim didn't see how they looked alike, but she took it as a compliment anyhow.)
"Hi Mom, did you have a long drive?" Kim asked. Yes Anne still lived in Middleton which was a fair distance from Go City, but with the short cuts Anne took, she may have been in Go City Central before Kim was. Like the time Anne had gone across acres of fields, determined to beat Kim's father home. She did, but the car's tires needed to be replaced… and the windows… and the doors… and the bonnet.
"Not too bad actually, traffic was light thankfully. Shall we visit this so called 'clothes to die for' store?"
"Let's!" Kim said eagerly, linking her arms up with her mother and walking off through the street.
Soon arriving at the large store, with two big pink signs falling down the side of the entrance with '75% OFF! SALE MUST END SOON!'
"You heard the sign mom, let's go!"
INSIDE THE STORE… HALF AN HOUR LATER.
Anne let herself collapse onto the small bench which was usually used to try on shoes, but to Anne it was a form of refuge. Her feet hurt; she was tired, and hungry.
Kim just seemed to content and happily showing Anne multiple shirts
"Kimmie, maybe we should take a lunch break." Anne proposed, more for herself than her daughter.
"Sure, let me just pay for these and – OMG THAT SHIRT!"
It was like a toddler and something shiny, easily distracted. Anne summed up in her head as she watched Kim practically dive into a pile of sale clothes.
"Kimmie! I'll be in the café upstairs. Meet you there?"
"Sure mom, be right there!"
As Anne held onto the belt of the moving escalator, she rubbed the back of her head. Trying to casually hide the small clump of hair that came back with her fingers.
Getting into the queue she ordered herself a mug of coffee, searching her handbag for her purse, trying to ignore the white envelope next to it.
Paying the guy at the counter with a smile, she managed to snag a table with two chairs, right next to the large window. Looking out, Anne tried to ignore the letter in her bag, but it seemed to be calling her. Wanting her to re read it for the umpteenth time since she'd received it.
Giving into the urge, Anne opened it up.
Dear Mrs. Possible,
We regret to inform you that you have been diagnosed with stage four terminal breast cancer, we strongly recommend you make an appointment for chemotherapy with your local hospital, if you feel the need to-
Anne quickly stuffed the letter back into her purse as she noticed Kim coming up the escalator with at least four bags in each arm… that was eight bags! Damn this girl could shop.
"Hey mom, I'm finished up here, you wanna boogie?" Kim asked.
"How about I finish my coffee?" Kim let herself slump into the chair opposite Anne.
After two minutes, "Done?" Kim asked.
"No." Anne realized she wasn't going to get the chance to finish her coffee in peace with Kim like this.
"Do you want to want to go play snake 3 on my phone?" Anne offered.
"Mom, I'm nearly twenty."
"Huh I guess Tim get's to keep his high score."
"Give me the damn phone." Kim declared.
UNKNOWN LOCATION
Letting a groan out, Shego realized she was hanging upside down, as her foot remained trapped by the pilots seatbelt, their lifeless bodies handing upside down along with her.
Looking round Shego noticed multiple things.
She was upside down.
Her head hurt immensely.
The plane was stuck on tall strong trees.
There was as sound.
Groaning, Shego tried to turn round to find the source of the sound. Only for a pain to shoot down her back and legs.
"Gah fuck!" she cursed at the pain, but noticed the head peace half hanging off the pilot.
"Alfa three zero do you copy?"
The voice seemed to nag. Until it became so annoying that Shego had managed to gain the energy to shout back.
"YES I FUCKING COPY!"
There was a silence.
"Sir? I think I just heard Shego.-
Oh give me that. Shego?"
"Bets?"
"Shego where is your current location?"
"I don't fucking know, I'm fucking handing upside down, surrounded by trees. Fuck the pilots are dead. Can't you track this signal?"
"Of course we can, I just wanted to see if you knew where you were. That's all."
"Bitch."
"Hang on, back up on the way."
Shego couldn't be bothered to respond.
Sure, I'll just hang upside down.
A loud creaking sound was heard, the tree was either starting to collapse or Shego was really hungry.
Shego felt the seatbelt give up with her weight, as Shego soon ended up face down on the ground. For some reason Shego couldn't feel the pain, probably because of all the blood rush that had gone to her head. Attempting to get back up, Shego found it just too much effort, as she left herself flop back down. Letting the darkness consume her…
Suddenly a bright light was shone right in her face, opening her eyes multiple dark figures loomed above her. As she focused, the figures soon became clearer.
Monique, Ron, Bobby, her brother (the bank thief), the prison cell mates who had died in the explosion of the prison… all of those Shego had killed.
"Murderer, murderer, you killed us all." Their ghostly voices echoing in Shego's mind.
Growling in anger, Shego quickly rolled away from them, as they all seemed to part away as Shego tried to run through them. But as she started to run, a car pulled up next to her, running alongside her. But Shego tried to stop as soon as she noticed Monique in front of her, but the car didn't stop. The image of Monique's body hit the car replayed in Shego's mind.
"What did I do to deserve this?" Monique's voice spoke, as the body continued to lie on the floor.
"Nothing. You did nothing. It was all my fault. I shouldn't have. I'm sorry!" Shego spoke aloud.
"No! It's not your fault! You're not sorry! It's Kim Possible's fault!" A voice spoke in the back of Shego's head.
"None of these people deserved this! I shouldn't have done this to them!" Shego shouted falling to her knees, clenching her head as her plasma was thrown in random directions. Desperate to escape the voices.
"That bitch along with all of her asshole friends are better off dead! They did nothing but ruin your life!"
"No! You! YOU'RE THE ONE WHO RUINED MY LIFE!" Shego screamed, running away.
Suddenly the sound of helicopters came into Shego's hearing, opening her eyes; Shego realized she was still upside down.
I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANYMORE! Kim keeps fucking with my head!
Cutting the seat belt with her plasma, Shego landed gracefully down. Walking towards the two pilots who waited at the helicopter.
Throwing a bolt of plasma, she grabbed one of their guns, and shot them both in the head.
This ends now Possible.
Ooo, I wonder what could happen next? Seriously, we've got a bunch of people here who need to die… huh well I hope you can enjoy this till the next update