Here's chapter 4
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Chapter 4: Stop The AbuseKim paced around her room, extremely worried.
She hadn't even gotten the chance to tell Shego she'd sucked on her neck for a minute to long. But the younger couldn't help herself. The satiny pleasing skin had gotten to her, she couldn't stop herself as she placed her lips upon the spot she knew would arouse both her and the sleeping girl.
Kim sighed. She knew the other girl would notice immediately, She figured Shego was just as demented with her skin as she was with her nails.
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"To early," Kim grumbled as she rolled over to kill her alarm clock.
Sitting up, She stretched like a cat would and headed to the bathroom. Taking her shower, she got out and wrapped herself snuggly in her robe before going through her wardrobe to find something to wear.
She decided her white formfitting fox racing shirt, slightly baggie blue jeans, and a pair of white Vanz would do nicely for the day.
Grabbing her homework and stuffing it into her backpack, she trudged down stairs into their living room.
There was a knock on the Possible front door.
Kim drug herself to the door and opened it, hoping it was Ron, ready to walk with her to school.
Kim grinned uneasily.
Clad in a black turtleneck, a pair of tan cargo pants, one black glove, the other was tucked away in one of her pockets, black sunglasses, her messenger bag and a pair of black Adidas's.
Shego stared at her dangerously, ungloved plasma hand charged.
"I can't begin to fathom how you managed to give me a…a…" Shego couldn't even say it.
"A hickey?" Kim finished but then wished she hadn't.
"Urg," Shego grabbed the front of her shirt with her gloved hand and slammed her against the nearest wall. "You didn't even say anything!"
"I can explain really," Kim's eyes widened when Shego moved her powered hand toward her. "I didn't realize how long I was sucking until you moa…" Kim quickly dodged Shego's hand but still couldn't get loose from her grip. "I swear!"
"And that's suppose to change things?" Shego snarled.
"Well," Kim began.
"I have never had any type of blemishes," Shego looked as if she was on the verge of tears. "And now."
Shego let her go and pulled down the top of her turtleneck, showing Kim her handy work. It hadn't faded since the night prior.
"Shego, I'm sorry," Kim exclaimed.
"Save it. Possible," Shego hissed just as Ron was walking up.
She left, Not wanting to talk to her any longer.
'What the hell was that?' She asked herself as she stormed off. 'Getting all emotional over a…a…a blemish. It must be getting close to my time of the month.'
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"Go, Possible, Get up here." Mr. Barkken called.
"Yes sir?" Kim asked, walking up to the desk with Shego.
"Nice work Possible." Mr. Barkken told her, handing her back both of her homework assignments.
"I own it all to She…Sam." Kim caught herself hoping Shego hadn't heard her slip.
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Shego refused to acknowledge Kim, and for the next two weeks the only contact they made was during Kim's tutoring sessions or stopping her and Drakken from making off with some unknown device.
Kim was saddened and in the most pain she'd ever been in, in her life. Shego had made a point of providing her with a royal pounding every time they fought now.
Kim didn't like this new Shego at all.
It was payback Kim knew, From the hickey she'd given her. In exchange Shego decided she would get back at Kim by covering her with bruises during missions and giving her the silent treatment. Even during their so called tutoring sessions Shego refused to speak to her. She just went over the girls math problems by erasing the wrong answers and making her do it over again.
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"I can't take this anymore," Kim whined as Dr. Possible finished stitching up her latest wound.
"Kim, bumps and bruises come along with saving the world." Mrs. Dr. Possible told her.
"It's not coming from saving the world," Kim replied. "I'm coming from stopping Drakken from stealing meaningless devices."
"Just be a bit more careful Kim," Her mother told her.
"If only Shego would be more delicate," Kim mumbled.
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"We really need to talk," Kim cut Shego off in D hall.
Shego didn't respond to her., barely giving Kim a sign that she realized she was there.
"Look," Kim said, pushing her into the girls bathroom, into the nearest stall and raised her shirt. "This is nothing compared to what I gave you."
Shego reluctantly looked Kim over and almost winced, the small woman was litters with large dark bruises. On her back as a replica of her foot print, a bruise she distinctly remembered giving Kim when she landed a good kick.
"I need you to stop," Kim watched as Shego slowly raised her hand and softly traces the outlines of the bruises with her soft finger tips. "I want you to speak to me."
Shego removed her hand and looked into Kim's eyes searching for insincerity in her gaze. What she saw slightly unsettled her, the younger woman's eyes held a mixture of emotions. One's she never seen before and emotions that had never been aimed toward her by other people. She broke their eye contact and left the restroom without saying anything.
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"Sam," Bonnie kissed Shego on the neck, hoping to get some excitement from the older girl. "Pay attention to me."
"I don't want to make out," Shego turned away from her.
She currently hated to position she was in. Here she was laying on the bed with one of the hottest girls in her school and she couldn't even enjoy herself.
"We could try other things," Bonnie smirked, moving from Shego's left side to straddle her hips.
Shego sighed. "I'm not ready for "Other things" yet." She admitted.
"You haven't been in the mood for anything lately," Bonnie began to complain, But Shego still continued to ignore her. Drawing herself into her own thoughts.
"You are aware that we aren't working, right?" Bonnie said.
"You've told me enough times," Shego said, sitting up and looking at her watch. "I have to go."
"If you leave now, in my time of need. We're done." Bonnie told her as she was putting on her bag.
"I have a tutoring session I need to get to," Shego said, leaving.
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"I didn't think you would show," Kim said, when she noticed Shego jump through her bedroom window.
"I don't know why I keep coming here," Shego said calmly. "I'm not going to help you."
"That's fine," Kim looked her over. "We can just talk."
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A/N: I actually can't make my chapters longer. I set a four page word document limit on myself years ago, this habit is extremely hard to break, unless I decide to write less than the four pages. If I do write longer chapters the story starts to bore me and I lose interest in writing it. But I will try to update more often.