Kim looked at the woman in disbelief. “You…want to talk? Why?”
The brown haired woman didn’t look back as she pulled open her dresser, looking for a shirt, “I’m a naturally curious woman Ms. Possible. I have case notes, footage, hard copies of every thing ever collected on you, including you’re diary from high school, which is a little graphic for my tastes when you talk about your relationship with that girl Bonnie by the way.”
Kim’s face turned a shade light pink, “You weren’t supposed to read THAT.”
Betty shrugged and slipped on a t-shirt and neatly shut the drawer before opening one below it that was filled with various pajama bottoms, “Somebody was bound to eventually.” She pulled out a pair of black shorts and slipped them on. “Would it help if I leveled the playing field a little? Would that make it seem fair to you?”
Kim looked at Betty in confusion, “What do you mean?”
Betty sighed and sat on the foot of the bed, facing Kim, legs crossed. “To put it simply I was an emotionally tortured child, constantly assaulted with rocks and sticks and anything else they could swing or throw. I never fought back because I was afraid of proving them right, proving that I was a monster.”
“There was someone who saved me, and protected me. He stayed with me, made me feel normal. Yes, a one-eyed freak feeling normal.” She paused, getting caught up in the pain that came with his memory. “He…he was a good person….but one day he turned on me too, just like all the others. He wanted sex, and I wasn’t ready……”
Kim gently rubbed the other woman’s knee, trying to comfort her.
“I’ve never been able to think of sex since….there you have it…my dirty little shame.”
Kim didn’t say anything for a while thoughts moving through her mind. “W-Why tell me all of this?”
Betty looked up and smiled weakly, and wiped at one of her eyes, “Because it makes us even. I know about you and Bonnie, you know about my first time too.”
Kim chewed her lip and sighed, “Alright…what do you want from me?”
“For you to go legit.”
“I tried legit. It’s hard to play the part of hero when the world doesn’t want you.”
“I could provide a job for you, as a free-lance employee. Even make some of that legal red tape disappear.”
Kim groaned and let herself fall back down, “And why would you offer me something like that?”
“Because Shego likes you, and as her friend I want to help her.”
“She’s just something to keep me from getting bored. A bored Kim equals a Kim attempting world domination. And that would not end pretty.”
Betty sighed and looked at the ceiling, “So you pestered her emotionally, but you don’t love her?”
Kim shrugged, “She is interesting, I’ll give you that, but I don’t like her like that. She’s fun to flirt with though.”
Betty shook her head, not believing the obliviousness of what the redhead who lay not three feet from her. She just wanted to hit the woman with a pillow until she got the point. “People like you despise me.”
Kim looked confused for a moment and shrugged, she was used to being unpopular.
Besides, the last time she’d cared for a woman she’d been exposed socially as a freak, and rejected socially. Bonnie had survived unscathed because she had Brick, but Kim had taken the social fall.
She couldn’t let herself get emotionally entangled like that.
Not again.
Shego sighed and hugged her pillow, trying to clear her head. She was exhausted, physically and emotionally.
Fuck personal honor. She needed to talk to Betty.
She pulled herself out of bed, and padded down the hall towards her roommate’s door, but stopped when she heard the paired voices inside.
Kim was in her apartment! And in her roommate’s room!
She forced herself to stay calm. There had to be more to it.
“And why would you offer me something like that?” Shego leaned closer to the door, wondering what the offer was.
“Because Shego likes you, and as her friend I want to help her.” Betty knew? And she was trying to help! Shego felt like a weight had been lifted.
“She’s just something to keep me from getting bored. A bored Kim equals a Kim attempting world domination. And that would not end pretty.” The weight came crashing down, threatening to crush her.
Kim didn’t care.
She was just using her to keep from getting bored.
The woman turned, and shuffled back to her room, tears slowly slipping down her cheeks and dripping onto the carpet.
No one could ever love a freak like her.
She was truly alone.
A/N: Short chapter I know, but that is the perfect place to leave off.