A.N.
This was originally going before the previous chapter…but since I suffered a writer's block on this one the other one came first…I guess it works either way!
Fulfill your enjoyment!
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Chapter10- Kim's Room
Ron's legs carried him as fast as they could. Either this was a nightmare, a terrible, terrible nightmare, or he was framed…somehow. But, if he was, then there is still hope that Kim was also framed and she didn't turn evil at all!
Ron preferred to avoid hopeful thinking, but in this case anything is possible. Perhaps Bonnie fell for the same delusion.
He finally made it, gasping for air and desperately trying not to collapse from exhaustion. Approaching her house carefully, he noticed how the neighborhood looked different. The windows on most of the houses barred up, less or no cars on the driveways and the gardens not taken care of. He also noticed the same thing about Kim's house.
The closer Ron got to the door the less comfortable the feeling was in his stomach. He tried to keep his hands from shaking too much. He slowly gripped the doorknob and turned it, but the door was locked.
"Ah, of course!" Ron cursed.
He was left with one option. To knock the doorbell, doubting he'd be able to gather the strength to do it, Ron closed his eyes and took in a deep breath…he stretched his arm out and the next thing he heard was the bell.
"Who is it?" came a deep voice from behind the door, the voice of doctor James Possible.
"Ugh…it's me…sir," stuttered Ron.
"Who is it?" he interrupted, "I'm not going to ask you again!"
"Ron!" he bit his lip, "It's…Ron!"
"Don't play games with me!" the door swung open and Ron was suddenly looking down the barrel of a shotgun, he couldn't help but feel how everything suddenly went in slowmotion, he closed his eyes and wondered, why doesn't the man just do it? Isn't that what I want? Isn't it what I deserve?
Ron slowly opened an eye and found him self looking into the tearful eyes of Doctor James Possible, the father of a girl who fell victim to a terrible hoax.
"Ronald?" his voice quivered.
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"I don't remember anything, sir!" Ron explained to the bewildered man as soon as he was brought into the house, "It's just a big gap in my mind!"
Doctor Possible and Ron sat in the lounge on the sofa. James was the only one home and everything was a mess.
James rubbed his forehead as he tried to make sense of the situation, "I don't understand…we saw you die, Ronald…it…it was on TV!"
"I know…I know…" Ron looked away, having enough of the same thoughts.
James sighed with frustration, "and you forgot what happened?"
"I don't…I…I'm not sure!" Ron snapped.
James leaned back in his seat, "I'm sorry…it's just that…ever since this, everything…collapsed!"
Ron couldn't say anything to that. Obviously Dr. Possible had suffered a lot since the incident, and he wasn't around to help him.
"Where's the fam?" Ron asked thoughtfully.
"They had to go. It wasn't safe in Middleton anymore, many families fled at night after they heard about the massacre. Some left later when they lost hope of the situation being controlled."
"So, why did you stay?"
James shook his head and shrugged, "She's my Kimmie-kub…I…I couldn't just leave her. I hoped I could turn her back…convince her to stop."
James stopped there. Ron got the idea.
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Ron was overwhelmed with grief as he entered Kim's room.
No longer does he get the sense of joy and excitement that always sparked inside him. This room is now not recognizable.
It's sad. It's painful. It's dark.
Tissues littered the floor, the desk and everywhere. The bed sheet was hanging off the edge and the blanket was somewhere in the corner. All the memorabilia were either thrown onto the wall or dumped on the floor.
Ron treaded carefully. There's no way he could absorb all this at once.
He appraoched her bed and found a familiar photo taken out of it's frame. He picked it up with concern, apparantly it was soggy but Kim and his image was still clear. Ron looked down at the pillow and noticed the patch on the pillow where Kim had wept. He noticed an inscription on the back in ink.
"I loved you, Ron!"
His heart skipped a beat.
So, that was it then…Ron swallowed, does that explain everything? Does that justify everything?
He read the words again, except this time Ron's head bagen to hurt, his hand quickly rushed to his forehead as a memory flashed back from the back of his mind.
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Ron stood on the front porch of Kim's house and knocked her doorbell. He dressed neatly…or atleast somewhat neatly according to Kim.
They had just returned from saving the world and it's about time they took some time off.
Kim opened the door still dressed in her mission clothes with a wide smile across her face.
"Ron!" she cheered, and then she eyed his clothes quizzically, "What's that you're wearing?"
"Uh…just something to walk out in…"
"Well, it doesn't matter, we have to start shopping for the prom anyway!"
"Sure…the prom, speaking of which, Kim, have you arranged a date yet?"
"Nah!" Kim smiled, "Mankey wasn't all that…we'll go together, you know. Just to hang out!"
"Cool!"
"Besides," Kim added with a teasing tone, "I wouldn't like to leave you on your own knowing you can't get a date!"
"Hey!" Ron snapped, "I can, I'm just working my way slowly…"
"Whatever."
Time Gush"Ron!" Kim panicked, "The prom is in four days and I don't have time to prepare anything!"
"You're kidding, right? You had all weekend!" Ron criticized.
"Hello! Does Demantor ring a bell? I'm totally schedged full!"
"Rufus, any ideas?" Ron looked down into his pocket seeing the rat fast a sleep with a full belly, "great, even Rufus fell asleep. It's eleven o'clock!"
"What do we do?" Kim agonized.
"Hmmm…." Ron rubbed his chin and thought about it for a moment, "Got it!"
"You do?" Kim's eyes widened with hope.
"Tommorrow, right after school, I'll drop my stuff at home and come right over to your house."
"And then what?"
"Then we'll set off to club banana…no excuses!"
"Do you think we can prepare in three days? We normally need more time!"
"It's the only way…"
"Wait…what about your movie? You've been going on about it all week."
"Ah, forget it…I'll skip the movie."
"You'd do that for me?"
"Sure…what are friends for?"
Kim gazed at Ron in a way Ron never witnessed before. It was almost…scary. But, in a good way…he liked it.
"Thanks Ron…that really means a lot to me!"
"Heh heh, don't worry about it KP…I've got to go now. See ya!" Ron turned around in a hurry.
"Bye Ron…" she waved while still watching him.
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Ron put the photo down carefully with a sigh.
"She never left this room." Ron turned to find James Possible standing at the door, "Not since she saw what happened to you."
"What do you mean?" Ron asked feeling a little busted.
James walked in and picked up a chair that was on its side, "You'd think with all the time I had in this house I'd tidy it up!"
He sat on the chair and looked around the room for a moment, "When you feel like there's no hope left you tend to lose touch with the world…"
"Are you talking about Kim or yourself?" Ron asked leaning on Kim's desk beside James.
"Does it make a difference?" he eyed Ron, who shook his head in response.
"She locked herself up in this room for three days…we were very concerned."
"Naturally!" Ron ribbed.
"We'd put food in front of the door…sometimes she'd eat, sometimes she wouldn't."
Ron now lost his mojo.
"Sometimes, I remember, I'd come next to the door to make sure she's alright. I'd put my ear against the door and I would hear her…" James began to sniffle.
Ron shrunk back as James covered his mouth holding back the tears, "sorry about that…"
"What happened then?" Ron asked.
"On the night, I remember the mood in the house got worse. My wife took the kids out to liven them up a bit, I went upstairs and knocked on the door, as usual there would be no response…I called and I warned her but she wouldn't answer. So, I decided to take things into a more direct approach, I decided to break the lock. I made it in, only to find she had escaped through the window."
Ron turned and found that the window was indeed, not opened, but smashed. He shook his head at the thought.
"Not long later I could see smoke rising from the school ruins. All the families of Middleton either stood from their houses or rushed to the scene…I didn't though. I already knew what happened…I was too much of a coward to face it…"
Ron was too late to get there…Middleton changed too quickly for him.
"When Kim saw you die on TV Ron, a part of her died with you…she's become a monster now, nothing can turn her back!"
"Then I'm just gonna have to stop her!"
"Of course, you must do what you feel is right. But, I've tried and I've tried…she's gone forever, and become too powerful, Ron…you'll have to accept that sometime."
"No." Ron pushed himself up against the desk and stood in defiance against James, "If I give up then there's no hope left for anyone. Sir, I admire you for staying behind and trying to help, but you're her father, and if you don't have faith in Kim or in stopping her then you might as well leave now."
James glared at Ron with sharp eyes. He remained motionless, thinking, studying, and judging. Ron didn't know what to think of it.
"Doctor P., you were practically my second father, in a sense you raised me as a son. I remember you always used to say, 'anything is possible for a Possible', if that was true before then why wouldn't it be true now?"
James pursed his lips.
"Don't you believe in it anymore?" Ron asked.
"Ron," James spoke, "I can understand now why Kim always spoke so very highly of you…"
"What do you mean?"
"If you really believe you can do it then I say by all means go ahead…I know you very well, Ron. Once you've put your mind on something nothing can stop you."
"Sir, that's something I have you and Kim to thank for!" Ron chuckled.
James' smile faded and he gave Ron a look of concern, "Ron, I've grown too old for this, I'm sorry but I don't want to get in your way. I'm going to sit this out."
Wether what James said is true or not there's another reason Ron is sure why James doesn't want to be invovled in this…Kim meant too much to him. He would hate to be there at a time when he knows his Kimmie is going to get hurt. Its enough James is sacrificing his daughter so that her reign of terror comes to an end. A father cannot pay a greater price.
"I understand." Ron nodded.
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A.N.
It's a difficult time for James Possible. He loves Kim a lot you know…
Now that things are clearing up, I'm really interested in what you're all thinking.
PM me or review now, please and thanks!