jle1993
11-01-2007, 07:14 AM
Back where I belong, in the fanfic section :lol:
Secrets of the Night
Chapter One
Leela watched Fry as he played his heart out for her, a heart she would soon have to break. As much as she hated to do it, it had to be done. He’d done so much for her, all because he loved her. But she couldn’t love him back, and that was a fact that wasn’t going to change anytime soon. As she listened to the final notes fade, Leela watched the holophoner images of Fry and herself kiss and walk into the distance, and inside she cringed. Fry stopped playing and looked to her hopefully as Leela braced herself for what she was about to do.
“That was beautiful Fry,” she said softly, mentally slapping herself as Fry’s look of hope grew into a smile.
“It was for a beautiful person,” he said suavely, climbing down off the stage and walking towards Leela, who immediately stood up.
“Please Fry, don’t. This is going to be hard enough already,” said Leela, almost sadly. Fry’s grin instantly disappeared, “What do you mean Leela?”
“I’m sorry Fry. Really I am, the opera was wonderful but…” Leela trailed off.
“But what Leela?”
“I can’t love you; you’re not right for me.”
Fry had been moving towards Leela, but at those words he froze. The colour drained from his face and his whole body shook, with anger.
“Not right for you! I’ve done more for you then anyone, I found your parents for you, I got rid of the worms for you, I did everything I could, and I’m not right for you?” he shouted, all his pent up frustration shining through. Leela slowly backed away, not so afraid of Fry hurting her as to her hurting him.
“Try to understand Fry, we wouldn’t work,”
“Why, because you’d rather be used by jerks like Branigan?” spat Fry in disgust, trying to hide how hurt he was. Leela stopped backing up and looked at Fry with a mixture of pity and contempt.
“You wouldn’t understand Fry,”
“Try me!”
“Look, you’re my friend Fry and I care about you. But I don’t, can’t and won’t ever love you in that way, so just drop it.”
“You don’t love me because you never give me a chance!”
Leela’s patience began to wear thin and she felt her temper begin to flare up as Fry refused to give up.
“I never gave you a chance because I don’t want you damn it!” she yelled in frustration.
“Why not!” screamed Fry, not understanding how this could be happening. After everything, she still wouldn’t give him a chance.
“I wish I could tell you Fry, really I do. But there are some things that are better left unsaid.”
“This isn’t one of them Leela, just tell me why and I’ll leave you alone!” begged Fry dropping to his knees with tears streaming down his face. Leela turned away, so as not to see the heartache she had caused.
“I’m sorry Fry,” she whispered as she walked out of the opera house leaving Fry totally broken.
“I’m sorry Amy, but I have to go,” stated Kif sadly, not looking Amy in the eyes, not wanting to see the disappointment that would shine through a veil of restrained tears.
“But you have three days left!” said Amy, her voice breaking in an effort not to show how she felt.
“I know I do, but Zapp wants me now…” explained Kif, trying to block out the guilt he was feeling. At the sound of Zapp’s name, Amy burst into a rage, fuelled by jealousy and sorrow.
“Choose Kif!” she shouted, “Right now, me or him!”
“What?!” stuttered Kif in terrified realisation.
“What’s more important Kif, me or your job?” demanded Amy, almost hopeful that just once she would be more important than Kif’s job.
“You can’t ask me to choose like that!” stammered Kif, and Amy’s hopes crashed.
“Then I guess that’s answer enough, go Kif, go to your precious job and your wonderful Zappy,” said Amy, her voice loaded with venom to disguise her pain.
“Amy…” said Kif, placing a hand on Amy, who immediately flinched away.
“Get the hell off me! I never want to see you again; I wish I’d never seen you in the first place! You’re a coward Kif; you won’t even stand up to your jackass captain when you now it could save lives! Well hell to you, I hope you’ll be happy waxing his legs because we’re done!” yelled Amy, her voice rising with every word. She watched Kif’s camouflage reflex kick in with a strange satisfaction, listened to him struggle for an answer to her tirade. When she realised he couldn’t find one she span on her heel and stormed off.
Leela walked slowly along the dark streets, thinking about what she had just done to Fry. She felt guilty because she knew she had completely destroyed Fry, but she didn’t regret it. She knew things wouldn’t work for her and Fry because Fry wasn’t the type of person she wanted in life. Leela had made a lot of mistakes in her life, but they had all moved her forwards, helped her realise what she wanted. She wanted…
“Amy!” called out Leela, seeing the Asian belle slumped against a wall in tears. At the sound of her name, Amy jerked her head up.
“Who is it?” she asked, her voice overrun by sobs.
“It’s Leela,” replied Leela, slowly approaching Amy.
“Oh…I thought it might be Kif,” sniffed Amy forlornly. Leela reached Amy’s side and put a comforting arm around her.
“What happened?” asked Leela concernedly, as Amy shrugged defeated.
“He chose his job over me again,” she muttered as her tears flowed from her eyes.
“But I thought he had three days left,”
“Zapp wanted him back, so of course he went,” sighed Amy, subconsciously resting her head on Leela’s shoulder, “so I finished with him. He didn’t even try to change my mind…” Amy sobbed. Leela couldn’t find appropriate words to console Amy so she settled with gently hugging her.
“It’ll be okay Amy,” she softly reassured, not knowing what else to say as she felt Amy relax in her arms.
Leela stood there holding Amy, not knowing what to do. It was so nice to be able to comfort someone, yet Leela was beginning to feel uneasy. It was almost too nice a feeling.
“It’s getting cold, maybe we should get you home?” suggested Leela quietly. Amy lifted her head from Leela’s shoulder with an almost dazed expression on her tearstained face.
“Um…I…Thanks Leela, you’re a real friend,” mumbled Amy before almost regretfully adding, “I think I can get home on my own now, my car’s just around the corner.”
“Right, er, okay then, I’ll see you at work tomorrow, bye Amy”
“I could give you a lift if you like?” offered Amy, and Leela almost agreed, just to extend their time together.
“Yea…I mean, no thanks Amy…I need to clear my head, it’s been a confusing night,”
“Okay then,” said Amy sounding slightly dejected, “See you tomorrow Leela,”
“Tomorrow,” whispered Leela as she watched Amy walk into the distance.
Secrets of the Night
Chapter One
Leela watched Fry as he played his heart out for her, a heart she would soon have to break. As much as she hated to do it, it had to be done. He’d done so much for her, all because he loved her. But she couldn’t love him back, and that was a fact that wasn’t going to change anytime soon. As she listened to the final notes fade, Leela watched the holophoner images of Fry and herself kiss and walk into the distance, and inside she cringed. Fry stopped playing and looked to her hopefully as Leela braced herself for what she was about to do.
“That was beautiful Fry,” she said softly, mentally slapping herself as Fry’s look of hope grew into a smile.
“It was for a beautiful person,” he said suavely, climbing down off the stage and walking towards Leela, who immediately stood up.
“Please Fry, don’t. This is going to be hard enough already,” said Leela, almost sadly. Fry’s grin instantly disappeared, “What do you mean Leela?”
“I’m sorry Fry. Really I am, the opera was wonderful but…” Leela trailed off.
“But what Leela?”
“I can’t love you; you’re not right for me.”
Fry had been moving towards Leela, but at those words he froze. The colour drained from his face and his whole body shook, with anger.
“Not right for you! I’ve done more for you then anyone, I found your parents for you, I got rid of the worms for you, I did everything I could, and I’m not right for you?” he shouted, all his pent up frustration shining through. Leela slowly backed away, not so afraid of Fry hurting her as to her hurting him.
“Try to understand Fry, we wouldn’t work,”
“Why, because you’d rather be used by jerks like Branigan?” spat Fry in disgust, trying to hide how hurt he was. Leela stopped backing up and looked at Fry with a mixture of pity and contempt.
“You wouldn’t understand Fry,”
“Try me!”
“Look, you’re my friend Fry and I care about you. But I don’t, can’t and won’t ever love you in that way, so just drop it.”
“You don’t love me because you never give me a chance!”
Leela’s patience began to wear thin and she felt her temper begin to flare up as Fry refused to give up.
“I never gave you a chance because I don’t want you damn it!” she yelled in frustration.
“Why not!” screamed Fry, not understanding how this could be happening. After everything, she still wouldn’t give him a chance.
“I wish I could tell you Fry, really I do. But there are some things that are better left unsaid.”
“This isn’t one of them Leela, just tell me why and I’ll leave you alone!” begged Fry dropping to his knees with tears streaming down his face. Leela turned away, so as not to see the heartache she had caused.
“I’m sorry Fry,” she whispered as she walked out of the opera house leaving Fry totally broken.
“I’m sorry Amy, but I have to go,” stated Kif sadly, not looking Amy in the eyes, not wanting to see the disappointment that would shine through a veil of restrained tears.
“But you have three days left!” said Amy, her voice breaking in an effort not to show how she felt.
“I know I do, but Zapp wants me now…” explained Kif, trying to block out the guilt he was feeling. At the sound of Zapp’s name, Amy burst into a rage, fuelled by jealousy and sorrow.
“Choose Kif!” she shouted, “Right now, me or him!”
“What?!” stuttered Kif in terrified realisation.
“What’s more important Kif, me or your job?” demanded Amy, almost hopeful that just once she would be more important than Kif’s job.
“You can’t ask me to choose like that!” stammered Kif, and Amy’s hopes crashed.
“Then I guess that’s answer enough, go Kif, go to your precious job and your wonderful Zappy,” said Amy, her voice loaded with venom to disguise her pain.
“Amy…” said Kif, placing a hand on Amy, who immediately flinched away.
“Get the hell off me! I never want to see you again; I wish I’d never seen you in the first place! You’re a coward Kif; you won’t even stand up to your jackass captain when you now it could save lives! Well hell to you, I hope you’ll be happy waxing his legs because we’re done!” yelled Amy, her voice rising with every word. She watched Kif’s camouflage reflex kick in with a strange satisfaction, listened to him struggle for an answer to her tirade. When she realised he couldn’t find one she span on her heel and stormed off.
Leela walked slowly along the dark streets, thinking about what she had just done to Fry. She felt guilty because she knew she had completely destroyed Fry, but she didn’t regret it. She knew things wouldn’t work for her and Fry because Fry wasn’t the type of person she wanted in life. Leela had made a lot of mistakes in her life, but they had all moved her forwards, helped her realise what she wanted. She wanted…
“Amy!” called out Leela, seeing the Asian belle slumped against a wall in tears. At the sound of her name, Amy jerked her head up.
“Who is it?” she asked, her voice overrun by sobs.
“It’s Leela,” replied Leela, slowly approaching Amy.
“Oh…I thought it might be Kif,” sniffed Amy forlornly. Leela reached Amy’s side and put a comforting arm around her.
“What happened?” asked Leela concernedly, as Amy shrugged defeated.
“He chose his job over me again,” she muttered as her tears flowed from her eyes.
“But I thought he had three days left,”
“Zapp wanted him back, so of course he went,” sighed Amy, subconsciously resting her head on Leela’s shoulder, “so I finished with him. He didn’t even try to change my mind…” Amy sobbed. Leela couldn’t find appropriate words to console Amy so she settled with gently hugging her.
“It’ll be okay Amy,” she softly reassured, not knowing what else to say as she felt Amy relax in her arms.
Leela stood there holding Amy, not knowing what to do. It was so nice to be able to comfort someone, yet Leela was beginning to feel uneasy. It was almost too nice a feeling.
“It’s getting cold, maybe we should get you home?” suggested Leela quietly. Amy lifted her head from Leela’s shoulder with an almost dazed expression on her tearstained face.
“Um…I…Thanks Leela, you’re a real friend,” mumbled Amy before almost regretfully adding, “I think I can get home on my own now, my car’s just around the corner.”
“Right, er, okay then, I’ll see you at work tomorrow, bye Amy”
“I could give you a lift if you like?” offered Amy, and Leela almost agreed, just to extend their time together.
“Yea…I mean, no thanks Amy…I need to clear my head, it’s been a confusing night,”
“Okay then,” said Amy sounding slightly dejected, “See you tomorrow Leela,”
“Tomorrow,” whispered Leela as she watched Amy walk into the distance.