Disclaimer: I don't own the Power Rangers. If I did, I wouldn't have to be doing this.
To You, Kimberly
Tommy sat at his desk, gnawing on his pencil. Too selfish to call, too selfish to go over there and ask why. He was going to write Kim a letter, telling her he understood, and that he wished her the best, even though he wanted to be that perfect man for her.
I understand, even though it pains me to say it. I thought we were made for one another. We knew everything about each other. There were no secrets in our relationship. I wish you the best, I really do. I want nothing more than for you to be happy, and if that means it's not with me, so be it.
Kimberly, I'm not going to deny the fact that I still love you. What we shared together can never be taken away from me. I want to thank you for the time we spent together. You taught me how to love and to care for someone other than myself. When our paths cross again, I don't want there to be hesitation. Just because of what's happening, doesn't mean we can't still be friends. I just want you to know that.
Tommy jumped a little as the phone rang.
"Hello," he asked.
"Tommy, everyone's waiting for you at the Youth Center," Kat said.
Her voice sounded so content. Like she had no worries in her life. Kim had just broken up with him a week ago. Letting her go would be hard, but some how, Tommy knew he would. It would just take time.
"I'm on my way," Tommy said.
Kat was the person that helped Tommy the most during the first few days. Dancing with her at the Youth Center had made Tommy realize that maybe he would be able to move on with his life…with Kat.
Kim sat on a bed in a dark empty room.
"He didn't come," she cried.