Thanks for all the reviews! One more chap after this, and then it's over… I think…
October 16th, evening
Ron couldn't help but stare at her teeth. Kim just stood there, lips pulled back, and let Ron look at her teeth. He was close to her face as he was inspecting them closely. His smell permeated her nose, and she started to feel those biting urges again.
Suddenly he stood back up straight, and said, "Kim, you sure you're not playing me? Those aren't real, are they?"
"Want me to bite you and find out that way?" She smiled. please say yes, please say yes
"Ah, no Kim, that's OK. I'll take your word for it."
Rats…
"What do you want to do tonight, Ron?"
"Well, I thought we could just hang out, maybe watch some TV."
"It's such a nice night out, I thought we could go for a walk." Kim suggested.
"But, it's like, 40 degrees out there, Kim. I'll freeze my little butt off!"
"That's OK. I'll keep you warm." Kim said with a sly little look on her face. She touched his nose with hers. Don't inhale, don't inhale. Damn. Just a little nip Ron, please?
"OK, Kim, we'll go for a walk."
The two were putting on their jackets down stairs, and as they were doing so, Kim's Mom asked them where they were going.
"We're just going for a little walk Mom. The cool air should feel good. We're just going to the park, so we won't be gone long."
"See you in a little bit, then. Bye kids." As she said bye, the front door was already closing.
"I'll tell her about the blood results later." Mr.'s Possible said to herself.
Middleton Park:
It was a short walk to the park from Kim's house, and Kim and Ron were walking arm in arm down one of the paths. They passed a homeless person, who was bundled up on a bench.
"I feel so sorry for the homeless." Kim said as they walked past the form. His breath could be seen coming out from under all the coats.
After a few more steps past the figure, suddenly Kim felt something hard against her back. "If you feel so sorry, then give me any money you have, and those coats of yours."
The two whirled around, and the guy from the bench was standing there with a gun pointed at Kim's face. "Everything! Now!" He barked.
Ron, not wanting any trouble, started to take his coat off. Suddenly he thought he heard a low growl coming from Kim.
In a flash, she grabbed the gun from his hand, and threw it on the ground. Parts of the gun shattered, and cement chips flew from the sidewalk from the impact. Kim advanced on the would-be attacker, grabbed him by the jacket with one hand, and easily flung him into the bench, knocking it over. The bolts that held the bench down sheared off from the force. Ron just stood there, surprised by what he had seen.
Suddenly Kim leaped onto the man, and was literally shredding the clothes on him! She had pulled the layers of clothing down, and had exposed his neck. Before Ron could do anything, Kim had bitten down on his neck, and the man screamed! Kim didn't stop. She kept biting and tearing at the flesh. Blood was spraying everywhere, as she had severed the jugular vein. While she was biting and tearing, Ron swore he could hear a gutteral growl, coming from Kim.
Finally, after his initial shock wore off, he ran over to the two, and tried to pull Kim off the man. Kim whirled her head around to see who was grabbing her. Her face was smeared with blood, and her lips were pulled back in a menacing snarl, exposing the longer teeth, from which blood was dripping. Her pupils were glowing red, and she struck a hand out at Ron, knocking him spinning to the ground!
"Kim, STOP" Ron yelled, standing back up.
Hearing Ron's voice, Kim finally stopped her assault on the now dead body. She dropped to her knees and started crying uncontrollably. Ron knelt down by her side, and held her with his arms around her shoulders.
"Ron, oh Ron! How could I do that! I… I… KILLED someone! I… MUTILATED him!" Her shoulders heaved as she cried.
"Kim, Kim. Shh shh shh It's OK. I'll take care of this." She looked up at Ron, her face still smeared with fresh blood. He went over to the body, and pulled a piece of cloth from it, and went back to Kim. He then wiped the blood off her hands, and face.
He went over to a nearby water fountain, hoping the water line wasn't frozen. It still worked. Soaking the cloth with water, he then took it over to the body, and wrung out the blood and water onto the clothing. After doing this a couple times to get the worst of the blood out, he then went back to Kim with it.
"This is going to be cold." He said, and then used the wet rag to wipe the rest of the blood off her face and hands. She cringed a little at first from the cold, but then got used to it.
"Thanks Ron." She sniffed, head still hung low, still crying.
Ron stood up, and walked over to the body. He then dragged it over to the bench. He set the bench back up, and with a little struggle, was able to get the body back onto the bench. He then cautiously pulled the ripped fabric back up around the neck, trying to cover the damage, and to make it look like he was just lying there sleeping.
"Ron… Why d… did you do th… that?"
"Please, Kim, no questions. Let's just say that the police will have quite a mystery on their hands in the morning." He walked over to the fountain, and rinsed the blood off his hands he had gotten from moving the body.
"Let's go home." Ron said, as he helped Kim to her feet.
They walked home in silence, and went into the house. "We're back!" Ron said as they took their jackets off.
The two quickly went up to Kim's room before her parents could see her. There, Kim finished cleaning up, as there was still a little blood on her. Her jacket wasn't stained, but the front of her top was. She took it off, and threw it in the sink to soak it in water. Kim walked out of the bathroom with just her sweat pants and a bra on. She didn't care. When Ron saw her, and quickly averted his eyes. Kim went to her dresser, and put on another shirt.
"Kim? Do you want to talk about what happened?" Ron was sitting on the edge of her bed.
"No, I don't. I'd like to just go to bed, if you don't mind."
She then flopped down on the bed, and before Ron could get up, she latched herself onto him, and pulled him down with her. "Hold me." She whispered.
Ron held his girlfriend as her breathing slowed, and she quickly fell asleep. He continued to hold her on his chest, her legs out to one side. Kim's parents came up to her room to see how she was doing and saw Ron holding her. Her Dad was about to say something, but his wife placed a hand on his mouth, keeping him silent.
Ron mouthed the words 'Thank-you', and they quietly left the room.