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"What do you mean?" Kim asked.
"Oh Kim I, I didn't want to tell you. A long time ago, when I was 13, I met an 18 year old guy. He... He was homicidal. He killed people. Genocide too, you know, with killing big groups of people and stuff and I...I helped him! I thought we were best friends, and then he threatened to kill me if I didn't help him murder. No one knew! No one! And I was so scared! Then we moved here I thought I'd be OK. But now and then I get urges. He rubbed off on me I..feel the need to kill. I feel so awful about it. I've never told anyone before. And Ron of all people, your best friend! I never should have asked you out! I was only putting you in danger, but I love you! I can't help it! And I need.. I've been getting help, I'm almost better. But this is the first time in so long that I've felt like that. I'm a homicidal maniac! Just a few DAYS more counseling and I would have been cured! But now, now it's all bad again! It's so dark," Skye said, still in tears. Kim was shocked. She looked at him, her eyes wide.
"I want more than anything to take back what I did! I wish I was dead!" Skye sobbed. His eyes were full of fear and confusion. Kim understood, somehow. She wasn't sure why. But there had been times in her past when she'd felt homicidal. She pulled him into her arms.
"I understand. It's OK. Calm down," Kim whispered. She wasn't angry at him, for some reason. She was angry at who'd made him this way.
"No it's not!" Skye sobbed. Kim was still so shocked. She'd never imagined that something like this would happen. He pulled away from her. "I have to go now," he said.
"Where?" Kim asked.
"The hotel. I need self therapy. I'll be fine," Skye said.
"Alright," Kim said. She wished she could feel angry at him. She wished she could feel anger, so that she could somehow turn off this sadness that was ripping her heart to pieces. Suddenly Barkin and a few of her classmates came into the waiting room from outside.
"You OK Possible?" Mr. Barkin looked queasy as he said this. He thought back. His brother had been at his side in the war. The bloody, cold war. And then his brother had fallen as the bullet ripped his chest, and an enemy soldier had ripped his stomach open with a machete. Blood, everywhere. When he'd seen Stoppable sown there in the snow, covered in blood, it had reminded him of that horrible scene of his brother, spilling his insides out all over the ground. He shuddered. It triggered a horrible fear of blood in him.
"I'm fine," Kim tried to say, but she burst into tears again.
"Wow Kim. Are you feeling OK?" Tara asked, sounding both frightened and concerned. Kim shook her head.
"Is Ron like, OK?" Bonnie asked. It was unusual for Bonnie to care, but everyone cared.
"I don't know," Kim choked. Bonnie looked extremely piteous and . what was that.. Worried? Was she as worried about Ron as Kim was? Suddenly a nurse stepped out into the waiting room.
"You can see Mr. Stoppable now," she directed to the small group.
"Is he.going to be OK?" Kim managed to say.
"We aren't sure yet," The nurse said, leading the way. Kim stood up on shaky legs and followed the group towards a room. Monique slipped next to her. Kim could see tears in Monique's eyes too, but she hadn't let herself fall apart. What was wrong with Kim lately? She dried her eyes and the nurse led them into a small room. Ron was lying on the bed, his eyes closed. Funny, he wasn't in a hospital gown. Still in his regular clothes. They all stood near the door, just staring at Ron. They stood silently for a few minutes. Then one by one they left, leaving only Kim, Monique, Bonnie, Angel, and Tara. Angel had completely let go too, and she was crying. Almost as much as Kim was. There was a large bandage on Ron's neck.
"Are you OK?" Kim asked her. Angel shook her head, moving quickly toward the bed and kissing Ron's forehead. Kim wished she could do something, but she was immobile. Angel suddenly burst into tears. It was evident that she was becoming hysterical, so she left the room.
"I hope Ron's OK," Tara said, also leaving.
"Yeah. He's OK. I never really meant to be so mean to him," Bonnie said, leaving the room in a shadow of guilt.
"You want me to stay?" Monique asked.
"No. I'll be fine," Kim said, her voice shaky. Monique gave her a sympathetic glance and looked sadly at Ron before she left. Kim was left alone with Ron. She moved over to the bed. She sat in the chair next to it. She looked at Ron's peaceful face, and almost cried. But she didn't. "Ron?" she whispered softly. Ron's eyes opened.
"KP? Is that you?" Ron asked.
"Yes Ron. It's me," Kim said gently. She reached her hand across the bed and her fingertips caressed his cheek, softly, lightly.
"You OK?" she asked.
"I think so," Ron muttered. At this Kim almost broke down into tears, tears of relief.
"You have no idea how scared I was Ron. I thought..I thought I was going to lose you," Kim said tearfully, but she held her emotions inside.
"I'd never let you lose me Kim. And besides, if I was gone, you wouldn't have lost anything," Ron said.
"Ron, you have no idea how much I would have lost. You have no idea how important you are to me, and neither did I. Until I almost lost you," Kim said.
"Wow KP I- never thought I meant that much to anybody. Even in my family, Will's the football star. I don't really get much.. Well you know, glorification. And I'm just a loser," Ron said.
"Ron you're a really special person. To Angel, to Monique, to your family, and to me. I'm just so happy you're OK," Kim said. She broke down and slid her arms around him to keep herself from crying.
"it's OK. Calm down KP," Ron whispered soothingly. And that was when Kim knew that it was really alright. He would never say it was when it wasn't.
"There there," Ron said, patting her head awkwardly. Kim pulled him closer to her. Ron put his arms around her too. Kim's fingers were running through his hair. He felt so strange. Like he'd never quite felt before. He tried to understand his feelings, he really did, but he couldn't. Nowadays his emotions were a tangled web of confusing sensations. And somehow they just got a little more complicated when Kim was near him. Suddenly Ron pulled away a little.
"Uh, KP. I was wondering. Do you..you know..uh..like me? You know, LIKE me?" Ron asked awkwardly.
"You know Ron, I'm really not sure. Usually I would have just said 'no' and laughed, but now I'm seeing that it could be a possibility. Could be, I'm not saying it's definite. And I'm trying not to like you, because we both have someone," Kim said. Never thought he's hear that out of her. He knew how she felt. He was trying not to like her too. It was getting harder and harder each day though. Kim pulled him even closer.
"I know what you mean. It's crazy, but it's possible," Ron said. What was going to happen now? He didn't know. It was getting to feel very weird. And Ron was feeling some kind of chemistry going on here.
'No. No no no no. This is not going to happen. Stop beating all crazy like that. Knock it off, you stupid heart! Damn, don't do this. Stop it! Knock it off animal attractions! Stop! You will not make me love her! Stop it idiotic hormones! Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!! Oh no, don't be hard now. Not now. Any time but now. Please! NO! Make everything stop! Stupid male body functions! NO! ' Ron thought.
"Something the matter Ron?" Kim asked, sensing that something was going on in his mind by the way his eyes were clenched shut so tightly.
"What? Oh, no," Ron said. Kim was looking into his eyes. She looked concerned.
'Oh stop it! No! don't be so nice! Don't make my heart melt like this. I will not fall in love!' Ron thought fiercely. Kim was looking at him strangely. Her eyelashes brushed against his cheek.
"Ron," she whispered softly.
Ron's heart was beginning to hammer.
'NO!' his mind screamed. His heart was screaming something else.
"Kim," he found himself whispering.
Her lips caressed his cheek.
And suddenly to his horror he found that his kips were covering hers.
Kim was bewildered. He mind was screaming for her to pull away, to stop this now. To not let her heart melt for him. But her heart was screaming 'this is what you've been waiting for all your life. Can't you feel it. You're just lying to yourself. You know you love him. You love him. Don't try and say you don't love him!'
'But I don't! I can't! I won't!' Kim thought, screaming in her mind.
'You do, you can, you will! You know it!' her heart responded. Kim wanted to protest, wanted to pull away, wanted to stop it, wanted to make everything disappear. But she found that all she could do was kiss him back. That was all. She couldn't even end this. She could only help it on its way. Her mind screamed in protest, but her heart cheered for her.
'Why am I kissing her? I can't kiss her like this! She can't love me, and I can't love her!' Ron thought, unable to tear his lip away from Kim's. 'Ah, but you can. You know you're in love. Don't fight it man!' his heart urged. And Ron finally was able to take his lips away.
Kim stared at him for a long time.
"I.uh..I." Ron stammered after a long period of time. Neither knew what to say.
More soon, sorry I haven't written much.
~Moonchild
"What do you mean?" Kim asked.
"Oh Kim I, I didn't want to tell you. A long time ago, when I was 13, I met an 18 year old guy. He... He was homicidal. He killed people. Genocide too, you know, with killing big groups of people and stuff and I...I helped him! I thought we were best friends, and then he threatened to kill me if I didn't help him murder. No one knew! No one! And I was so scared! Then we moved here I thought I'd be OK. But now and then I get urges. He rubbed off on me I..feel the need to kill. I feel so awful about it. I've never told anyone before. And Ron of all people, your best friend! I never should have asked you out! I was only putting you in danger, but I love you! I can't help it! And I need.. I've been getting help, I'm almost better. But this is the first time in so long that I've felt like that. I'm a homicidal maniac! Just a few DAYS more counseling and I would have been cured! But now, now it's all bad again! It's so dark," Skye said, still in tears. Kim was shocked. She looked at him, her eyes wide.
"I want more than anything to take back what I did! I wish I was dead!" Skye sobbed. His eyes were full of fear and confusion. Kim understood, somehow. She wasn't sure why. But there had been times in her past when she'd felt homicidal. She pulled him into her arms.
"I understand. It's OK. Calm down," Kim whispered. She wasn't angry at him, for some reason. She was angry at who'd made him this way.
"No it's not!" Skye sobbed. Kim was still so shocked. She'd never imagined that something like this would happen. He pulled away from her. "I have to go now," he said.
"Where?" Kim asked.
"The hotel. I need self therapy. I'll be fine," Skye said.
"Alright," Kim said. She wished she could feel angry at him. She wished she could feel anger, so that she could somehow turn off this sadness that was ripping her heart to pieces. Suddenly Barkin and a few of her classmates came into the waiting room from outside.
"You OK Possible?" Mr. Barkin looked queasy as he said this. He thought back. His brother had been at his side in the war. The bloody, cold war. And then his brother had fallen as the bullet ripped his chest, and an enemy soldier had ripped his stomach open with a machete. Blood, everywhere. When he'd seen Stoppable sown there in the snow, covered in blood, it had reminded him of that horrible scene of his brother, spilling his insides out all over the ground. He shuddered. It triggered a horrible fear of blood in him.
"I'm fine," Kim tried to say, but she burst into tears again.
"Wow Kim. Are you feeling OK?" Tara asked, sounding both frightened and concerned. Kim shook her head.
"Is Ron like, OK?" Bonnie asked. It was unusual for Bonnie to care, but everyone cared.
"I don't know," Kim choked. Bonnie looked extremely piteous and . what was that.. Worried? Was she as worried about Ron as Kim was? Suddenly a nurse stepped out into the waiting room.
"You can see Mr. Stoppable now," she directed to the small group.
"Is he.going to be OK?" Kim managed to say.
"We aren't sure yet," The nurse said, leading the way. Kim stood up on shaky legs and followed the group towards a room. Monique slipped next to her. Kim could see tears in Monique's eyes too, but she hadn't let herself fall apart. What was wrong with Kim lately? She dried her eyes and the nurse led them into a small room. Ron was lying on the bed, his eyes closed. Funny, he wasn't in a hospital gown. Still in his regular clothes. They all stood near the door, just staring at Ron. They stood silently for a few minutes. Then one by one they left, leaving only Kim, Monique, Bonnie, Angel, and Tara. Angel had completely let go too, and she was crying. Almost as much as Kim was. There was a large bandage on Ron's neck.
"Are you OK?" Kim asked her. Angel shook her head, moving quickly toward the bed and kissing Ron's forehead. Kim wished she could do something, but she was immobile. Angel suddenly burst into tears. It was evident that she was becoming hysterical, so she left the room.
"I hope Ron's OK," Tara said, also leaving.
"Yeah. He's OK. I never really meant to be so mean to him," Bonnie said, leaving the room in a shadow of guilt.
"You want me to stay?" Monique asked.
"No. I'll be fine," Kim said, her voice shaky. Monique gave her a sympathetic glance and looked sadly at Ron before she left. Kim was left alone with Ron. She moved over to the bed. She sat in the chair next to it. She looked at Ron's peaceful face, and almost cried. But she didn't. "Ron?" she whispered softly. Ron's eyes opened.
"KP? Is that you?" Ron asked.
"Yes Ron. It's me," Kim said gently. She reached her hand across the bed and her fingertips caressed his cheek, softly, lightly.
"You OK?" she asked.
"I think so," Ron muttered. At this Kim almost broke down into tears, tears of relief.
"You have no idea how scared I was Ron. I thought..I thought I was going to lose you," Kim said tearfully, but she held her emotions inside.
"I'd never let you lose me Kim. And besides, if I was gone, you wouldn't have lost anything," Ron said.
"Ron, you have no idea how much I would have lost. You have no idea how important you are to me, and neither did I. Until I almost lost you," Kim said.
"Wow KP I- never thought I meant that much to anybody. Even in my family, Will's the football star. I don't really get much.. Well you know, glorification. And I'm just a loser," Ron said.
"Ron you're a really special person. To Angel, to Monique, to your family, and to me. I'm just so happy you're OK," Kim said. She broke down and slid her arms around him to keep herself from crying.
"it's OK. Calm down KP," Ron whispered soothingly. And that was when Kim knew that it was really alright. He would never say it was when it wasn't.
"There there," Ron said, patting her head awkwardly. Kim pulled him closer to her. Ron put his arms around her too. Kim's fingers were running through his hair. He felt so strange. Like he'd never quite felt before. He tried to understand his feelings, he really did, but he couldn't. Nowadays his emotions were a tangled web of confusing sensations. And somehow they just got a little more complicated when Kim was near him. Suddenly Ron pulled away a little.
"Uh, KP. I was wondering. Do you..you know..uh..like me? You know, LIKE me?" Ron asked awkwardly.
"You know Ron, I'm really not sure. Usually I would have just said 'no' and laughed, but now I'm seeing that it could be a possibility. Could be, I'm not saying it's definite. And I'm trying not to like you, because we both have someone," Kim said. Never thought he's hear that out of her. He knew how she felt. He was trying not to like her too. It was getting harder and harder each day though. Kim pulled him even closer.
"I know what you mean. It's crazy, but it's possible," Ron said. What was going to happen now? He didn't know. It was getting to feel very weird. And Ron was feeling some kind of chemistry going on here.
'No. No no no no. This is not going to happen. Stop beating all crazy like that. Knock it off, you stupid heart! Damn, don't do this. Stop it! Knock it off animal attractions! Stop! You will not make me love her! Stop it idiotic hormones! Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!! Oh no, don't be hard now. Not now. Any time but now. Please! NO! Make everything stop! Stupid male body functions! NO! ' Ron thought.
"Something the matter Ron?" Kim asked, sensing that something was going on in his mind by the way his eyes were clenched shut so tightly.
"What? Oh, no," Ron said. Kim was looking into his eyes. She looked concerned.
'Oh stop it! No! don't be so nice! Don't make my heart melt like this. I will not fall in love!' Ron thought fiercely. Kim was looking at him strangely. Her eyelashes brushed against his cheek.
"Ron," she whispered softly.
Ron's heart was beginning to hammer.
'NO!' his mind screamed. His heart was screaming something else.
"Kim," he found himself whispering.
Her lips caressed his cheek.
And suddenly to his horror he found that his kips were covering hers.
Kim was bewildered. He mind was screaming for her to pull away, to stop this now. To not let her heart melt for him. But her heart was screaming 'this is what you've been waiting for all your life. Can't you feel it. You're just lying to yourself. You know you love him. You love him. Don't try and say you don't love him!'
'But I don't! I can't! I won't!' Kim thought, screaming in her mind.
'You do, you can, you will! You know it!' her heart responded. Kim wanted to protest, wanted to pull away, wanted to stop it, wanted to make everything disappear. But she found that all she could do was kiss him back. That was all. She couldn't even end this. She could only help it on its way. Her mind screamed in protest, but her heart cheered for her.
'Why am I kissing her? I can't kiss her like this! She can't love me, and I can't love her!' Ron thought, unable to tear his lip away from Kim's. 'Ah, but you can. You know you're in love. Don't fight it man!' his heart urged. And Ron finally was able to take his lips away.
Kim stared at him for a long time.
"I.uh..I." Ron stammered after a long period of time. Neither knew what to say.
More soon, sorry I haven't written much.
~Moonchild