Two Years Ago

Neither realized how bad things had gotten…at least, not until the bickering became constant. Their latest argument had been the final straw.

"What are we doing?" Kim asked. "Look at us—all we ever do is fight anymore."

"Funny how we didn't realize it until now," Ron replied. "What are we gonna do, KP?"

"I don't know," she answered. "Everything's so different now. It's like, now that we're used to being in a relationship rather than just being friends, we don't communicate as well."

"Because we're scared to ruin anything, even though all the miscommunication has only led to fights," Ron explained.

"Yeah, that," Kim agreed. "I miss my best friend. We used to tell each other everything without fear."

"I miss my best friend too," he admitted.

"Maybe we should—" they spoke in unison, stopping mid-sentence when they realized.

"I don't want to break up." Kim's eyes welled up with tears as she went to sit beside him.

"I know; neither do I, KP," he replied, holding her close. "But maybe it's for the best…ya know, try to get back to how we used to be."

"Do you really think it's possible?" she asked, her voice wavering from the tears she cried.

"Anything's possible for a Possible," Ron teased. This lightened up the tension, causing them to both laugh, if only for a moment.

"So, I guess that's that," Kim sighed. Nothing was said for a short while until she spoke up again. "Well, I, uh, have a big test to study for."

They both got up off of Ron's bed. He followed her to the door, ready to close it once she left. Of course, he should've known she'd surprise him one last time. As soon as she crossed over the threshold, Kim stopped in her tracks, turned toward him, and threw her arms around him. He hugged her back just as tightly, neither wanting to truly let go. Kim had stepped back first.

"I love—I mean, sweet dreams," she stammered.

"I love—I mean, sweet dreams too," he smiled sadly.

And then, the door was closed—both literally and figuratively.


Author's Note: I know...how terrible, how horrible of me to write such a thing. The rest of the story takes place two years after this scene, so expect some humor, a lot of feels, and misunderstandings.