Secrets of the Night

jle1993 · Secrets of the Night

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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.

Cloverfield

This will make for good reading tonight

Thanks

jle1993

No prob, I've been dying to post it on here!

Pazuzu

That's really cool!

NEXT PART PLEASE!!!

Sweetened Angel

i like your story. i can not wait read next story.

jle1993

Chapter two

The next morning couldn’t come quickly enough for Leela, yet when it was there it had come too soon. Leela rushed to get ready for work at whirlwind speed so she wouldn’t be late, yet part of her wished she didn’t have to go. She needed the money and she was subconsciously looking forwards to seeing Amy, but she didn’t want to deal with Fry.
“It’ll be okay, it’ll be okay, it’ll be okay,” she chanted to herself, trying to concentrate on getting dressed.
After ten minutes of struggling she managed to get into her trousers, top and boots and she then started trying to deal with her unruly hair. Dragging a brush through her wild curls she contemplated not bothering with work, before quickly dismissing the idea. She had made her bed and she was going to lie in it and besides, she had told Amy she would see her today. Not that Amy mattered that much Leela quickly told herself, shaking her head to clear dazed thoughts from her mind. Leela just wanted to check Amy was alright…and murder Kif if she wasn’t.

Amy covered her ears in a desperate attempt to block out the sound of her alarm going off. When she realised it wasn’t going to work she dragged herself out of bed and into her closet.
“I’ll have the normal please,” she mumbled, and when she walked out of the closet she was dressed in her pink tracksuit and her hair was perfect. She left her room and headed downstairs to the kitchen. As she walked she wiped away the remains as the tears she had cried the night before, as she contemplated the events that had unfurled. Kif was gone, and it was her fault. Oh if only she hadn’t made him choose between her and his job, she should have known it was useless, that she was never going to come above his job. Then again, maybe it was a good thing, the fact that he had chosen his job over her again showed her where she stood in his eyes, and it wasn’t high enough. Now that she thought about it, the brake up with Kif meant she was free to find someone who cared about her, who would put her above everything else. As soon as the thought entered her head a mental picture formed. It was Leela. Amy shook her head, throwing the picture from her mind, though not quickly enough to stop her wondering what it meant in her subconscious. Slowly, she put together an answer. An obvious answer when she thought about it. When Amy had broken up with Kif, the first and so far only person to comfort her was Leela. That Amy remembered how soft Leela’s shoulder was when she rested her head on it or that Amy remembered the scent of the perfume Leela was wearing meant nothing. The fact that Amy had liked it when Leela put her arms around her also meant nothing. The feeling of regret when she had left the warm embrace or the sadness when Leela had declined Amy’s offer of a lift home, all of it didn’t mean anything. So why was Amy wishing she had stayed in the cold with Leela?

By the time Leela had managed to get her hair into a ponytail it was almost time for her to be at work. Not understanding why it had taken her so long to get ready, Leela skipped breakfast and headed out to the street. She all but ran to the nearest transport tube and shouted
“Planet Express Building!” and she was instantly sucked up and along the twisting tube towards her job. To take her mind off the journey she let her thoughts wonder. Would Fry be at work today? If he was then how would he be around her? Leela hoped he didn’t hate her for what she had done to him, because she loved him as a friend, and even though it could never be more then that, Leela would miss Fry if he blocked her out completely.
“Not that I could blame him,” Leela muttered to herself. She had known when she asked Fry to keep playing that she was going to break his heart, she had planned how to do it so it would hurt him, because she knew it was the only way the message would get through. Though she would never let anyone know, it had hurt her to hurt him, to see the light in his eyes brighten and then go out, all because of her. Leela wished that there had been another way, but there hadn’t been. If she had gone out with him then she would have dumped him sooner or later and that would have hurt him worse, and he would have carried on chasing her, thinking that if she would go out with him once then she would do it again. The way she had done it was better, although it had completely crushed him, he would get over it, and when he did he would stop chasing her, she hoped. If he didn’t stop then Leela have to resort to telling him why she didn’t want him, though she hoped it wouldn’t come to that. It was a secret she’d been hiding since she had broken up with Chaz, and she didn’t really want anyone to find out about it. If she told anyone then she could imagine what would happen, the way she’d be treated differently, the looks she would get because of it, it was better to keep it a secret unless she had to tell anyone. Leela wondered how things would have been if she’d been more like Amy, if she had more confidence with guys and she’d had a decent education, and if she had money to spare. Maybe she wouldn’t be hiding her secret now; maybe she wouldn’t have it at all.

Leela wondered if Amy was going to be okay. Leela knew that Amy had loved Kif and the fact that Kif had picked his job over Amy must have hurt her a lot. Leela was glad she had found Amy when she had, or heaven knows what would have happened to her. Leela smiled slightly as she remembered how Amy had relaxed in her arms and rested her head on Leela’s shoulder, how Amy’s tears how slowed to stop as Leela held her gently. Leela had enjoyed being able to provide comfort for once, the feeling that she could make everything better, and protect Amy from hurt just by holding her. Just by caring. It wasn’t the same motherly protectiveness she felt for Fry and Bender, it was so much more. It was a need to sooth Amy’s pain mixed with disbelief that Kif could be as stupid as to let Amy go. If Leela had been Kif she wouldn’t have let go, she would have fought to hold onto Amy even if it cost her job. Leela deliberately cut off herself there, deciding it wasn’t wise to venture into that train of thought. Yet as she whirled though the transport tube she couldn’t help but remember the night before. The smell of Amy’s perfume, the softness of her hair, how it had felt to hold her and the confusing throng of emotions that had started over taking Leela’s heart and clouding her mind. Leela sighed softly and closed her eye, letting the memory take her over; until she was brought back to earth with a bump as the tube spat her out onto the concrete. Standing up slowly, Leela looked up at the Planet Express building and ran a hand through her hair. It was going to be a hell of a day.

Amy relaxed in her car as she cruised to work; the control she felt in her car was hard to get elsewhere and so she enjoyed it while she could. Sure she could get guys at will, and she had more money than she knew what to do with, but she never really felt in control. The same way she was never that confident in herself, she knew she was a klutz and she felt under constant pressure to keep her slim feminine figure. Sometimes she wished she could be more like Leela, self-confident and self-sufficient, strong and athletic and commanding. Like last night, when Amy had been an emotional wreck, Leela had been there to take control and help Amy calm down. Amy remembered Leela’s strong arms wrapped around her, protecting and soothing her, instead of taking advantage of her like guys would have done. The way Leela had been so caring, so sincere. It had been nice for Amy to feel like she was being put first, just for once. Amy’s reverie was broken by blaring horns hailing the fact that she was on the wrong side of the road. Swerving back on track, Amy pulled into the Planet Express employees parking zone, or as Amy called it, the grubby strip of tarmac behind the hell hole. As she got out of her car she was struck by a thought. Why hadn’t Leela been with Fry last night? Surely after the opera they were together so why had Leela been alone? Amy looked up at the Planet Express building; it was going to be an interesting day.

bitemyshinymetalass

wow. very good. thanks for that!

jle1993

So you like it?

beccal1993

I havent read it but it looks like you have really put alot of effortt into it so WELL DONE!!

Pazuzu

Mesa likes it!!! It is good

jle1993

Thankyou, this story is an alturnate ship so I'm happy people like it