Author's Note: It's Kitty new chapter 7 and hopefully improved too.
Disclaimer: I hate doing this; I don't own third watch or any of the characters.
Kim sighed wearily as she curled up on the couch. It'd been two days since her release and she'd returned home with her mother. You can see it in her eyes that she's worried and I suppose she has every right to be, if I was her I would be. I know I should be glad she's here, glad someone's here with me cause walking from one room to another is enough to make me tired and I am glad but it's just. just the fact that I'd prefer it if Bobby was here instead, not necessarily instead of her but instead of being locked up in his apartment. Truth is I miss him, I've gotten so used to seeing him everyday since we started riding together that it feels wrong to go more than one day without talking to him. And now it's been oh I don't know maybe a month since I talked, a month since I got shot. I want him here with me, where I can see him, tell him that I. alright might as well admit it, not that it will do any good that I love him, that I want to try being with him again because the first time honestly, it wasn't a mistake, I enjoyed it, but then he started moving so fast and it scared me, I didn't know what to do then, now I don't understand why I didn't just talk to him, of course I couldn't do that though I had to go hurt him instead. And then, even after when I realized it wasn't the mistake I said it was I didn't tell him, first because of Treva and then I don't know I guess because of the wall that was there, the wall that I had put there.
I should have been there for her; she would have been there for me Bobby thought. Mom said she was released on Wednesday; she even tried to talk me into going over there with her. But I didn't, maybe I should have gone, it's just that I've been such a jerk, I mean Kim gets shot because of me and I don't even go see her, just sit in my apartment, wallowing in self- pity instead, focusing on the fact that Paulie's dead when I should have been there making sure she was going to be OK. If she doesn't want to see me again, if she's mad at me I wouldn't blame her, not one little bit, I deserted her, there's no way around it but I want to go see her, tell her how sorry I am for ditching her like that and I should but I'm too chicken, too afraid she wouldn't forgive me; there really isn't a reason for her to, hell I wouldn't forgive me, I don't, probably never will. Everything's gotten so screwed up, no that's not right I've screwed everything up and now I don't know how to fix it. I don't even have a clue where to start, or how to, maybe with Gina but what am I supposed to do, apologize for making her brother kill himself? I just don't know anymore.
Disclaimer: I hate doing this; I don't own third watch or any of the characters.
Kim sighed wearily as she curled up on the couch. It'd been two days since her release and she'd returned home with her mother. You can see it in her eyes that she's worried and I suppose she has every right to be, if I was her I would be. I know I should be glad she's here, glad someone's here with me cause walking from one room to another is enough to make me tired and I am glad but it's just. just the fact that I'd prefer it if Bobby was here instead, not necessarily instead of her but instead of being locked up in his apartment. Truth is I miss him, I've gotten so used to seeing him everyday since we started riding together that it feels wrong to go more than one day without talking to him. And now it's been oh I don't know maybe a month since I talked, a month since I got shot. I want him here with me, where I can see him, tell him that I. alright might as well admit it, not that it will do any good that I love him, that I want to try being with him again because the first time honestly, it wasn't a mistake, I enjoyed it, but then he started moving so fast and it scared me, I didn't know what to do then, now I don't understand why I didn't just talk to him, of course I couldn't do that though I had to go hurt him instead. And then, even after when I realized it wasn't the mistake I said it was I didn't tell him, first because of Treva and then I don't know I guess because of the wall that was there, the wall that I had put there.
I should have been there for her; she would have been there for me Bobby thought. Mom said she was released on Wednesday; she even tried to talk me into going over there with her. But I didn't, maybe I should have gone, it's just that I've been such a jerk, I mean Kim gets shot because of me and I don't even go see her, just sit in my apartment, wallowing in self- pity instead, focusing on the fact that Paulie's dead when I should have been there making sure she was going to be OK. If she doesn't want to see me again, if she's mad at me I wouldn't blame her, not one little bit, I deserted her, there's no way around it but I want to go see her, tell her how sorry I am for ditching her like that and I should but I'm too chicken, too afraid she wouldn't forgive me; there really isn't a reason for her to, hell I wouldn't forgive me, I don't, probably never will. Everything's gotten so screwed up, no that's not right I've screwed everything up and now I don't know how to fix it. I don't even have a clue where to start, or how to, maybe with Gina but what am I supposed to do, apologize for making her brother kill himself? I just don't know anymore.