Title: A Friend In Need

Rating: G

Summery: Kim's dating Morris Richards. But the longer she dates him, the more Ron notices that something's wrong. He tries to tell his observations to Monique and Kim, but they don't believe him. Is there more to Morris than everyone else can see, or is Ron just being his paranoid self? Only with the help of an unlikely person will Ron figure it out and help Kim.

Author: BlinknSkater

Chapter: 5

Chapter title: The Talk

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Chapter 5: The Talk



The ringing of an alarm clock woke Ron out of his fitful sleep.

"Five more minutes." he mumbled only half awake. Rufus walked up to Ron's face and began chattering. "All right already. I'm up." Ron replied as he dragged himself out of his bed.

As he finished getting ready, what happened the night before crept into his mind.

'You get Kim away from Morris. That whole Richards clan is bad news.'

\\What did Shego mean by that?// Ron asked himself as he dried his face off. \\Was she giving a real warning or just setting me and Kim up for some sort of trap?//

He tried to shrug off the feeling that something bad was going to happen later as he walked down the stairs and into his kitchen.

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With a yawn, Ron opened his locker and grabbed the books he would need. He looked around for Kim so that he could give her back the Kimmunicator, but he didn't see the red-headed cheerleader around.

\\She's probably hanging around that Morris creep.// Ron thought bitterly. Really bitterly. It surprised him for a second, but he shrugged it off . . . he had to if he wanted to be able to concentrate for his classes.

Health Ed came.

"All right class," the teacher started after the bell rang. "Today we are going to finish abusive relationships. Today we will focus on how to help a friend in this type of relationship."

Ron perked up. This could really help him with Kim!

"First, you should try talking to that person." the teacher said.

\\Well, there goes that idea. Kim won't talk about it.// Ron thought.

The teacher explained how they should talk to them and what to say. Ron knew that this wasn't going to help any.

Ron decided to ask what else he could do so he raised his hand.

"Yes Ronald?"

"Um, Mrs. Waters, what if your friend doesn't wanna talk about it?" Ron asked.

"Good question. Sometimes your friend won't want to talk about it. Some other things you should do is go to your friend's parents. They can have a big impact on your friend."

Ron thought about that. Kim was close to her parents.

"You can also get some help at the local crisis center. I'll pass around these cards around with the phone number and address and if you or a friend ever in a crisis, you can call or just walk in. They help you without asking questions - not even your name. If you're under 18, and you don't want your parents to know, they won't be contacted. Everything stays confidential."

After Mrs. Waters finished passing out the cards, the bell rang.

"We'll start the happier part of relationships on Monday. Everyone have a good weekend." Mrs. Waters called as her class left.

As the students that received the cards walked down the hall, most of them threw the cards away or jokingly handed them to a friend and joked about needed help.

Except for Ron. He knew that this could help his best friend out of this terrible situation.

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Ron took in a deep breath, then looked down at the Kimmunicator where Wade had appeared.

"Well, I'm going to talk to them about Kim." Ron told Wade.

"Do you think Kim will listen to them?" Wade asked.

"They're her parents. She's gotta. Besides, I think that they have a right to know." Ron replied.

"I agree . . . they do. It's just this isn't the Kim we once knew. This Morris creep has . . . like . . . transformed her." Wade remarked.

"Yeah. I know. I really hope this works. I don't think Kim's gonna go with me to the crisis center." Ron said.

"I don't think that she will either." Wade said, his voice dripping with concern. "Ron, I'm really worried about her."

"Me too." Ron replied as he turned down Kim's street.

"Well, good luck." Wade said.

"Thanks Wade. Bye." Ron replied as he walked toward Kim's door.

"Bye." Wade replied as he disappeared off the screen.

Ron slowly made his way up the walkway and to the door. He hesitated a moment, then finally rang the doorbell.

\\How am I going to tell them?// Ron asked himself as he heard footsteps coming toward the door.

"Hello Ronald." said Mr. Possible as he opened the front door. "I bet you want to see Kimberly."

"Actually, I need to talk with you and Mrs. Dr. P." Ron replied.

"Ok . . ." Mr. Possible replied unsurely. "Come in."

Ron followed Mr. Dr. Possible into the kitchen where Mrs. Dr. Possible was sitting sipping on a cup of steaming coffee.

"Hon, Ronald would like to talk with us." Mr. Possible told her.

"All right." Mrs. Possible replied as Ron sat down.

Ron cleared his throat. "Well, I, uh, wanted to talk to you about Kim."

"What's wrong? Is she in some sort of trouble." Mrs. Possible asked concernedly.

"In a way . . ." Ron said.

"Ron, what's going on?" Mrs. Possible asked, concernedly.

"Well, you guys know that Morris guy Kim's dating right?" Ron asked.

Both Mr. and Mrs. Possible nodded.

"Well, he isn't what he appears to be." Ron said.

"What are you getting at Ronald?" Mr. Possible asked.

Ron took a deep breath. "I think that Kim's in a bad relationship with that dude."

"What do you mean by that?" Mr. Possible asked.

"Well, Kim's doin' all these changes for him, and well, in Health class we learned that's one of the signs of an abusive relationship." Ron explained, actually sounding intelligent.

Mrs. Possible gasped and looked up at her husband. "Why didn't we realize this before?"

Mr. Possible shook his head. "I don't know."

There was a period of silence where everyone thought about miscellaneous things before Ron interrupted.

"So, can I go talk to Kim? Is she in her room?"

"She isn't here." Mrs. Possible said.

"Wh-where is she?" Ron asked, worried about what the answer was going to be.

"She said she mad to meet Morris - "

Ron didn't wait for Mr. Possible to finish his sentence. He jumped out of his chair and ran toward the door.

"Wade!" Ron turned on the Kimmunicator. "I need you to find Kim!"

"Why? What's wrong?" Wade asked.

"Morris." Ron answered.

"I don't know if I can find her, but I'll try." Wade said as he quickly got to work.

A few minutes later, the Kimmunicator beeped.

"What'cha got Wade?" Ron asked quickly.

"Nothing." Wade replied.

"What?!" Ron exclaimed.

"Hey, it's not like I have her micro-chipped or anything!" Wade commented.

"Sorry." Ron replied as he paced the sidewalk. \\Gotta think, gotta think!//

'You get Kim away from Morris . . .'

Ron stopped as an idea began to form in his head. He looked at the Kimmunicator. "Wade, I think I know someone who can help us."

Wade looked at him, interested. "Who?"

"Shego."

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