I got reviews! YAY! Oh... well im glad the last chapter was suprising... I kind of just threw it together cause I really needed to update. Then it just all fell into place. Well here goes the next chapter.
Ron sat on the roof thinking till the sun came. He couldn't stay out there much longer. For one his butt hurt, the other they would be wondering where he had gone. Ron crawled through the window and into his room. He needed to talk to someone about the way he felt right now withAlthia, Kimberly, everything.
Ron walked downstairs and left a note for one of them to find to let them know he would be back soon. Then he got in his car and went to Monique's.
"Hey Ron!" she said opening the door. "I thought you didn't have to work today? Where's Kimberly?"
"I don't have to work and Kimberly's at the house." he told her. "I need to talk to you about something."
"Alright." she said letting him in. "You want some coffee?"
"Yea. That would be nice." he said sitting down at the kitchen table.
"So..." she said turning the coffee maker on and leaning back against the counter. "What's up?"
"I... I kissed Althia." he said feeling ashamed.
"Awwww... Ron!" said Monique with a smile on her face.
"It's not cute!" he said. "It's wrong! I can't do this to Kim!"
"Ron! Kim is gone!" she exclaimed. "You have to face that!"
"I know she's gone. But that doesn't mean I should go off right after she died with someone else." he told her.
"Ron..." she began. "It's been eight years!"
"I don't care... it seems like forever." he said.
"Ron. Kim would want you to be happy." she said. "And it shows that you like Althia."
"I do not!" he told her. "She's just my friend who works with me."
"Who you kissed?" she asked.
"When you put it like that it sounds different!" he said.
"Ron... just give her a chance." she told him.
"I can't." he told her.
"Try." she said. "Just try Ron, or you're going to be a lonely man when your older all by yourself. Kimberly's not going to live with you forever."
Ron left a little while later. He had a completely different thought on things. When he walked in the house he found Althia and Kimberly in the living room playing with Barbies.
"Hey Ron." she said as he walked in.
"Hey." he responded seeing Kimberly look up.
"Hi Daddy!" she said holding a Barbie in one hand and waving with the other.
"Hey!" he said. "What are you two doing?"
"Playing with dolls. Who wanna play with us Daddy?" she asked.
"Uh... No honey but maybe later." he said not really liking the idea of dolls. He walked into the kitchen.
"Hey Kimberly..." whispered Althia. "Can you walk upstairs real quick and take your Barbies with you. I'll be up there in a little bit to play. Ok?"
"Alright." she said with a smile carrying them upstairs to her room. Althia walked into the kitchen.
"Ron..." she said getting his attention.
"Hmm?" he asked turning around sitting down his drink.
"I'm... I'm sorry about last night." she said. Ron really wasn't expecting her to say anything about it.
"You don't have anything to be sorry about." he told her putting his hand under her chin and lifting her face up so they had eye contact. "It's really my fault... running off like that making you feel guilty for something that wasn't your fault."
She smiled at him.
"I guess it's... just that since Kim's dead, I feel like I'm betraying her or something." he confessed. She looked at him with saddness in her eyes. It was silent. You could here a pen drop, maybe even a needle as their faces drew closer and closer until finally they met with one of the warmest kisses Ron had ever felt in his life. This time he didn'trun away.
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