Kim Possible is property of Disney. Original characters are property of Mark McCorkle and Robert Schooley.
A Fan-fic by LostLove2015
A/N: So guys I'm back! I got so many reviews, more than I ever thought I would get, to continue this supposed one-shot. I just want to thank you guys, all your support and reviews help me to continue (: I do apologize for such a long wait though, as I do have school that I have to worry about before anything. I will try my best to get chapters out, I just can't promise they will be fast. Well that's enough of my talking, on with the show!
Late Night Call - Chapter 2
It had been a week since Kim last saw Shego, and she had been steadily going down hill in the emotional department. She hated what she had done to the mercenary, hated herself for causing the woman so much pain, but most of all hated that she could never accept herself. Yes, she had feelings for Shego, strong feelings, but she couldn't accept the fact that the feelings were for another woman.
Ever since she was little, Kim had been sheltered from the world of 'homosexuals'. She was taught that it was a disgrace to man kind, that it was not acceptable under any circumstances, and that you would ultimately go to hell for any sexual or romantic interactions with the same sex. This wasn't her parent's doing though, it was her grandparents; her mother's parents.
Everything started when Kim was about five years old. Her grandparents had unfortunately been evicted out of their home, and had no where to go. Her parents had 'happily' taken them in. For the four and a half years that they stayed, they changed everything and tried to change everyone. They forced their ways of living on the family, and ultimately gained all say so in the house. When they finally moved out, they had taken the young redhead with them to be raised under the 'hand of god', as they said that she wasn't getting enough in her current state; her parents, sadly obliged to this. When she turned thirteen, she moved back in with her parents.
Everything that she had learned and had beaten into her, followed her to where she was now. It's what stopped her from embracing her feelings for the green woman, what kept her from looking for her. This is why, a week from the occurrence, she sat sadly alone in her darkened room; hugging her legs tightly to her chest, tears streaming down her cheeks.
As she sat there, her personal cell phone began to go off, signaling she had a text message. Lazily she pulled the device out of her pocket, and unlocked it. I wonder who could be messaging me... Probably Ron.. Pulling up her messages, she saw there was a message from Ron and an unknown number. She clicked on Ron's first.
Hey KP! How's everything going? Just wanted to know if you would like to come and hang out for a bit at Bueno Nacho? If so, meet me at 7:00. ~The Ron Man
Smiling sadly, she typed out her reply.
No thanks.. Just not feeling it... ~KP
Once the text was sent, she clicked over to the unknown text, wondering who it cold possibly be.
Meet me at 7:00 p.m. in Middleton Park. We.. I need to talk to you. ~Unknown
Kim sat in silence for a couple of minutes, staring blankly at the screen. She knew exactly who it was. Tears began to flood her eyes and she broke down yet again; so much fear and pain pouring out with them. Sobs racked the petite hero, her chest painfully contracting in on itself. It hurt so much, but why? Why did any of this make her hurt?
She was brought from her thoughts when her phone chimed with an incoming text. Flicking her eyes over the screen, she saw it was from Ron.
Alright... ): I hope everything is okay Kim.. Know that you can talk to me about anything. I'm here for you, always. ~Your Bestest Friend
As she read over the last words, she began to cry harder, the tears splashing down onto the phone's screen. Why couldn't these 'feelings' she had for Shego, be the feelings that she should be having for Ron? He was everything she wanted in a person, everything she dreamed and hoped for, but she felt nothing at all for him; romantically speaking. She loved the childish boy to death, but as more of a brother and best friend.
Willing herself, she stopped her crying and wiped away the droplets of water on her phone screen. She then pulled the screen back up, opened the text from Ron, and began to type out her response.
Thank you Ron, so much. I just need some time to myself is all. We can hang out some other time, okay? Thank you again, I really appreciate your concern. ~Your Thankful Bestest Friend
After the text was sent, the screen went back to the unknown text that Kim had been looking at prior to the text from Ron. Again, she was hit with a surge of emotions. She did want to go see the woman, but she didn't. Ultimately, she was afraid. Afraid of facing herself and her feelings, afraid of facing the woman she hurt, afraid of what was to come; though she would never admit any of this out loud.
So she needed to push past this, and be the Kim Possible everyone saw her as. She had to be strong, and put up that all to well known front she's come to use every single day of her hero career. It was settled, she was going to face her 'problem' head on, whether she liked it or not. Picking herself up off the ground, she wiped away the tears in her eyes and on her face, and pushed herself to get ready. It was only about 5:30, so she had a couple of hours to get ready.
Going to her closet, she picked out a simple white t-shirt with a light jacket to go over, and a pair of fitted jeans to complete the attire. Everything in arm, she headed into her in-room bathroom to get ready. Once she was undressed, she started her shower and got in. She let the water wash over her, consume her in its warmth. She let all of her thoughts go, and just focused on the relaxing feeling that was slowly moving over her tired, exhausted body. Within a couple of minutes, she was lost in the relaxing bliss that was a simple shower.
After finally pulling herself from the shower, Kim slowly got ready for the coming up events. She took her time with what little makeup she put on, took her time with putting on her simple clothes. She really wasn't looking forward to confronting the woman that she was indeed very confused about.
Once she was out of the bathroom, she went and sat on her bed. Looking over to the clock on her desk, she was surprised to see that it was 6:38. That was one long, amazing shower.. Didn't think I was in there that long. Oh well...
Pulling herself from her bed, the redhead walked herself out of her room and down the stairs. She only stopped at the door to yell a quick good-bye to her parents before heading off down the road; off to meet the woman that never left her mind.
It didn't take Kim long to make it to Middleton Park, as it was only a block or two away from her home. She was nervous, that was for sure, as she had no clue what to expect. Maybe this is all just a set up, a ploy to screw with me even more than she already has..
Walking over to a near by bench, she sits down. The park was empty, void of any life except for a few squirrels gathering food. It was quiet, but a peaceful quiet. As Kim sat on the bench, her tired state began to catch up to her, and she was soon willed into the confines of sleep.
Well, that was a bit emotional.. What do you guys think? As I write, I do sort of pull from certain feelings inside of me, and certain things that have occurred through my life. I will not say what things, but just know I do have some connection to the characters as I write them.
Well what did you guys think of the chapter? I know it was sort of short, but I wanted to get you guys something because ya'll have been waiting for quite a while :3 I do apologize again for that. Please leave a review and follow/favorite the story, it really does make my day to see that you guys enjoy this! Thank you guys! ~ LostLove2015
