I am so happy! Everyone loves my story! I love you too, guys and thanks for being such dedicated people. Oh and here is the answer to the question in the last chapter: I ned them for the story so they can't go die…although it would be very nice. Anyways, on with my story!
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Chapter 7
"Bonnie?" Kim's hand flew up to her mouth as she gasped. I've never seen her cry before. I wonder what happened…
Bonnie quickly wiped her wet face and instantly put up her guard. "What do you want?" Her voice shook a little so she cleared her throat.
"Bonnie…is everything okay? Why were you crying?" Kim asked cautiously.
"WHAT HAPPENS TO ME IS NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS! SO WHAT DO YOU WANT?" Bonnie yelled. Kim looked startled but wasn't really shaken.
"Look, I just came by to offer you a ride to school. There's no need for you to yell at me. I was just making sure that you were okay," Kim replied crossing her arms. "So do you want a ride?"
Bonnie looked behind her and closed her eyes. Even though I hate Possible, my sisters are worse.
"Yeah. I'll ride." Bonnie slammed the door shut and couldn't help letting out a sigh of relief. Safe for now…
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"So, um, Bonnie, how are you feeling?" Kim asked glancing over at her fellow cheerleader sitting in the passenger's seat.
"I'm fine, thanks," Bonnie spat.
"Have you…eaten yet?"
"Yes, Mother. Why do you keep asking me questions? You're not my shrink." Bonnie stared out the window as a blur of green tress and bright houses passed by.
Bonnie turned around in her seat and wiped a stray tear that had fallen. Where did this come from?
"Bonnie, why were you crying?"
"It's nothing." Bonnie quickly shook it off, eager to change the subject.
"But, when I was coming up to the door I heard yelling. Not to mention, the fact that you were crying. I've never seen you cry before."
"Yeah, well everyone's not as strong as people think."
"Bu what about the yelling?" Kim pried. She could tell that she was putting Bonnie on the edge and this was her goal. Maybe if I get her angry enough, I can push her to a breakdown. Maybe then she'll open up to me.
"UGH! Why do you want to know? It's none of your business!," Bonnie yelled when as they pulled up to the school. As soon as the car stopped, Bonnie got out.
"I don't need your help with anything. I can solve everything on my own," Bonnie whispered fiercely.
"Yeah, because it worked so well the past few times, right?" Kim placed her hands on her hips and walked to ward her. "Bonnie I can help you. If we just go talk to the nurse or…"
"NO! I'm not talking to anybody because I don't need anybody. Just leave me alone Possible." Bonnie stormed into the school.
Leaning against her car, Kim sighed. What is wrong with her? Grabbing her bookbag she walked inside.
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"Kim! Kim!" Ron looked around and noticed Monique and Ron at her locker.
"Hey guys what's up?" Kim asked pasting on a smile.
"You won't believe what we just saw. Bonnie has finally cracked!" Monique squealed.
Kim frowned afraid of what was going to happen next.
"She came in the school looking really mad. She went over to her locker and all the sudden, she started crying. The next thing we knew she ran into the girl's room. Right Rufus?" Ron asked his naked mole rat. HE suddenly popped out of Ron's cargo pants pocket and nodded his head in agreement.
"I'll be right back." Kim walked into the girl's room to hear the faint sound of crying. Tiptoeing in and closing the door behind her, she listened as Bonnie began to sing:
i'm tired of being what you want me to be
feeling so faithless
lost under the surface
i don't know what you're expecting of me
put under the pressure
of walking in your shoes
caught in the undertow / just caught in the undertow
every step that i take is another mistake to you
i've
become so numb
i can't feel you there
become so tired
so much more aware
i'm becoming this
all i want to do
is be more like me
and be less like you
can't you see that you're smothering me
holding too tightly
afraid to lose control
cause everything that you thought i would be
has fallen apart right in front of you
caught in the undertow / just caught in the undertow
every step that i take is another mistake to you
caught in the undertow / just caught in the undertow
and every second i waste is more than i can take
but i know
i may end up failing too
but i know
you were just like me
with someone disappointed in you
How does Bonnie know this song? Kim wondered. Her past experiences as a cutter opened her up to a new world of music—including Linkin Park. Bonnie started to stop crying and began whispering:
"Why can't they just leave me alone? Just because I don't look like them, doesn't mean anything. Just because I'm not Connie or Lonnie shouldn't make me any different. But I have to live up to them. I have to beat them. But I'm not strong enough. What am I supposed to do? I can't eat. I can't sleep without knowing I'm not good enough."
"Oh, Bonnie…" Kim shook her head and tiptoed back out the door.
"Kim. What happened? You were in there for a long time. Is everything alright?" Monique asked, walking over to her.
"Yeah. It's alright."
Looking back at the door, Kim sighed.
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Okay this was SO not my best. Let me know if there is anything I should change. It just feels weird. I'm sort of in a bit of writer's block so if you love me and my story please review with suggestions. Thanks a bunch!
