Shego opened her apartment door. It was always unlocked and collapsed onto her futon bed. She stared at the ceiling for a moment and tried to catch her breath. She had run all the way home so no one could see her.
'What's wrong with you Drakken? Couldn't you have picked a happy movie like My little puppy two or something gay like you usually pick?' She sucked in air into her lungs. Her breathing was staggered as she exhaled. She knew what was coming. More tears. They rushed from her eyes like a leak in a dam. She tried to wipe them away with her hand but more came faster.
"Stupid idiot!"
"Stupid idiot!"
"Stupid idiot!"
Shego buried her face into her pillow and soaked it with her falling tears. She started to scream into it. 'I fucking hate you Drakken! Why would you do something like that? Are you TRYING to make me upset? It's working! All I'm trying to do is forget about this whole mess. I can cross this bridge when it comes. I've got nine months to figure this out! Don't make me think about it this early! Who am I kidding? I'm too young to be thinking about this period! And Drakken… why on earth Drakken, of all the disgusting slobs that could have been the father? Drakken is my boss! My old, slimy, pompous, ignorant, annoying, and disgusting boss! The man could be my father… almost… this is so wrong! I can't stand it. It's like contemplating my own suicide! Why can't there be a noble choice?'
She sat up and shot a green blast at the wall and shivered. She wiped her furious tears again.
"I'm scared. Of course I'm scared. I'm more scared than I've ever been of anything in my whole entire life. That's the truth. Why couldn't I say that? Because I'd never admit it to you that's why Drakken."
"I'm supposed to be the mature one." She muttered to herself.