A bloody Secret – 3 – The whistle
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"Mother… Father…"
Kim had come back downstairs for the first time in two whole days. She could not find her parents. They were not anywhere to be seen in the house, and her brothers were out as well. Searching in the kitchen and the basement, living room and garage, they were gone.
"Fine then, since no one is home I'll just go out and get my supplies myself!"
Running back upstairs she slammed her door shut and looked around. Kim looked absolutely insane! Kicking open her closet doors she pushed all of her teensy bob clothes to the other end and dragged out a skin tight black outfit, made just for fighting.
"Y-ouch!" Kim screamed as she tugged and grabbed at her coral colored hair, as the teeth of her comb danced their way through her knots. "Little, evil, argh!"
After that was done, Kim checked her closet once more and found her heavy and buckle up to the thigh steal toed combat boots.
"Sexy." She purred, admiring herself in the mirror, heading back to the bathroom. Whipping on some Vamp shade of lip-gloss and black liquid eye liner on her upper lids she turned off all the lights in her room and locked her door.
'All I have to do is wait… here, until my parents come home and after they go to sleep, I am on my way to find Ron.' She thought deviously, walking around in circles, she was already bored. Her heart was pounded in her chest like thunder in a heavy, wild storm.
"Relax Kim, you'll find him… just relax." She told herself as she lifted her pale hands up to her upper chest, it was bare. "… Necklace!" She gasped as she hurried to her closet and started going nuts.
"W-where are you!" She cried, pulling down boxes and games, shoes and old clothing in her closet on the upper shelf. Kim let out a frustrated scream and then something fell on her head and landed in her hands. Her fingers trembled as she started to open the box, she clamed her eyes shut and bit her lips.
Dropping the shiny boxes top, Kim slipped her fingers in the tiny box and soon, flowing through her fingers, was a silver chain and a tiny slender whistle slung at the end.
Throwing the now empty box down on the ground Kim was too mesmerized by the necklace to be distracted by anything else. Running her fingers over the silver and smooth rectangular whistle she brought it up to her lips and kissed it. Bending over, Kim burst into heavy tears. Holding it like a new born baby, Kim sobbed and cried into the whistle.
When Kim had turned sixteen it was one of Ron's gifts to her. She loved it most of all, out of all her presents that she received that day. This one was the closet to her heart.
"Oh mom, do you think Ron will be here soon?" Kim asked jumping up and down on her bed, letting out a squeal.
"Course dear, you know he practically lives here. Just relax, and stop jumping on the bed, you'll break it and then where will you be sleeping. I'll send you in with your brothers."
"Er, no thanks mom, the tweebs are two nerdy for me." Kim snarled in disgust and jumping off the bed, landing on her feet and kicking the air with a smile.
"Hey," twin voices called a moment later down from the hall, "We heard that."
Kim stuck her tongue out at them as they entered her room. "Mom, how come Kim gets such big birthday parties and we don't get anything."
Mrs. Possible chuckled and patted both of her sons on the top of their spiky brown hairs and left the room. They turned their heads in Kim's direction; she was smiling and pulling her auburn hair up in a high pony tail.
"Go downstairs and see if Ron is here, okay?" She asked, they both shrugged and left the room. Today Kim had turned sixteen. She was so excited! Her heart was racing as fast as possible and so were her feet across the floor in her home.
"I'm turning sixteen, I'm turning sixteen!" She sang like a little girl as she danced down the stairs and into her fathers arms. Kissing her on forehead and squeezing her tight he let her go and slipped a slender present under her arms. Kim blushed and started at the paper.
"Wait until after cake." He winked and she nodded. Placing her fathers half wrapped gift with the others that she had received in the mail and from her family in the kitchen, she heard a knock at the door and screamed.
"Kim! You alright honey!" Her mother cried hurrying into the hall looking for her screaming daughter.
"Yeah! Ron's here!" Kim cried, ripping the door open and jumping on Ron as if he was sugar and she was an ant.
"H-Hey Kim!" He laughed as he hugged her and spun her around; they looked like they were dating.
"Hey Ron! Oh thanks for coming, wow I was so scared you wouldn't show up."
"Nah." He winked and punched her playfully in the side of the arm. Kim giggled and hugged him again.
"Can we eat now? We're starving!" Jim cried walking past them both trying to find his parents.
"Yeah, sure I guess we can, now that Ron's here." Kim smiled as Ron placed his two presents into Kim's open hands. She squealed a high pitch squeal and flew into the kitchen.
They had a nice meal and when everyone was done eating Kim was aloud to open her gifts. Her mother and father gave her loads of money, jewelry, and the promise that she would get a car as soon as she got her license. Kim was blown away, she could not stop freaking out with excitement. Next, Jim and Tim had made a robot for her that would do up to eighteen chores that she told it to do.
'What could be better?' She thought, rolling her eyes with a wide smile when they weren't looking.
"What about you Ron?" Kim whispered, she was looking at him in a way he had never seen before. Her hair flowing over her shoulders, her magical green eyes shinning like the stars in the sky, and her lips coated in fresh lip-gloss.
"Uh, here you go!"
Rufus had jumped out from Ron's pocket and placed a tiny chunk of cheese in Kim's hand; she laughed and kissed his tiny bald head. Ron's first gift was three hundred dollars to spend at the mall, she nearly fainted. His second gift to her was from both himself and Wade. Their computer buddy who hooked them up with the Villains when needed to go on a mission. There were five new tiny gadgets that laid before her. Each one seemed dangerous so Ron decided not to touch them.
"Thanks so much Ron! I will have to thank Wade too! Wow, just wow! Thank you everyone for a great birthday and making this day the best it can be!" Kim cried as her family smiled and patted her on the shoulders. Kim's parents gave her a kiss and started to leave the table. Jim and Tim were made to help clean up, since it was Kim's birthday, she and Ron had the night to go out and see a movie.
"I hope you had a nice birthday." Ron smiled walking by Kim's side an hour later after the party.
"Totally! It was great… it would of sucked if you weren't there though."
Ron smiled and blushed. Kim did the same.
"So, what movie do you want to see?" He asked as Kim stepped down to tie her shoe lace that unraveled itself.
"I dunno… want to see Charlie's Angels?"
Ron got a daze in his eyes and Kim snapped her fingers in front of him.
"Hello, Ron in there,nywhere?"
"Oh right, sorry. I was just thinking of Camerion Diaz looking fine in a bikini."
Kim rolled her eyes and spat, "Oh please, you think she is attractive, you have got to be kidding me."
"I'm a natural fifteen year old boy Kim; I'm supposed to think stuff like that." Ron laughed, Rufus nodded his head. He was sitting on Ron's left shoulder, enjoying the hilarious conversation."
"I don't know. Models really get under my skin. Their perfect hair, their perfect figure, I wish I was like them." Kim mumbled, her head dropping a bit. "Bonnie probably will end up as a model."
Ron screamed with laugher, along with Rufus. Kim cracked a smile and let out a tiny giggle. "I didn't mean it to be so funny."
"Kim, that's just it. You're the model, not her!"
"So, you're laughing at me?" Kim judged, raising an eyebrow, crossing her arms.
"No, no, no. It's Bonnie KP! She is a mega bitch, and like… she could never be a model, because like,"
"You don't know what you're saying do you?" Kim asked as Ron started to stutter, sitting down on a street bench.
"I do! I seriously do!"
"He dose!" Rufus squeaked, winking at Kim, she rolled her eyes and chuckled.
"Listen, Kim. Most models are nice girls. They got great bodies, excellent hair, but they don't smile."
"So? Another reason Bonnie could be a model, she doesn't smile."
"But you do! Kim listen, you're beautiful and you know it, Rufus even knows it,"
Kim laughed, tucking hair behind her ears, "And you don't have to be a model to get guys eyes. Bonnie is a brat and even if she has a nice body, she doesn't have a nice attitude, and trust me, I'm a guy and I know what other guys like. And they like girls with nice attitudes… and girls who aren't afraid to show them their real side. Bonnie Is fake, you know it, I know it, and Rufus knows it! Don't sweat it KP, you'll get a boyfriend! And someday… yeah, someday I'll get a girlfriend!"
A second later Kim had jumped into a romantic position with Ron again. Her arms were wrapped around his body and she buried her head in his neck. Rufus squeaked before she leapt and jumped to his pocket, leaving them alone. Ron's fingers were tapping up and down on her back, as if he was tapping the rhythm of a song.
"Ron, I would die without you in my life…"
"I would die too Kim… I would die too."
"Never leave me, okay?" She sniffed. She was crying. Kim loved Ron; she loved him like she never had loved him before.
After a solid two minutes of body holding and sniffing and crying with happiness Kim broke away and giggled. She was terribly embarrassed, but Ron was cool with it. Starting on her way again and getting up from the bench, Ron grabbed her hand and stopped her. She couldn't breath; their hands were clamed in each others grip.
"There's one more thing I want to give you tonight… please?"
Kim turned around and nodded. Ron let go and dug deep down into his pocket, pulling out the tiny box with the whistle tucked inside of it.
"What is,"
"Shhh, just open it." Ron smiled and stood up, both their eyes on the sealed box that laid in Kim's hands. Pulling off the top, Kim gasped and her eyes bulged out of her head. Swimming in cotton which laid in the tiny box was a necklace with a silver and beautiful, crystal shinning, whistle.
"R-Ron… I'm… speechless." She whispered, she couldn't speak. Her mouth had gone dry. Ron's lips curved up in a smiling position and he plucked it out of the box, Kim turned around, pulling her hair down to one shoulder. Placing it around her neck and locking the clasp, Ron whispered in her ear in a romantic and truthful tone, "When ever you blow this whistle Kim, I'll come to you."
"Wh-where am I?" Kim whispered as she pulled her heavy head up from her crossed arms. Her silver whistle fell on the floor next to her boots. She was still in her room. She had fallen off to sleep again. Glancing around, Kim popped her head out of the door and checked the first floor again.
Slamming her door shut she walked back into the bathroom and examined her face in the mirror. Her family still wasn't home. 'Where could they be… wait, who cares?' She thought bitterly. Kim's eyes were puffy and her nose was red, from all the crying she had done.
"Beep, Beep…BEEP!"
Kim froze and the hair on her neck stood straight up. Her Kimmunicator was going off! She hadn't seen or talked to Wade over that device in ages. What could he be bothering her about now?
Hurrying out of the bathroom, Kim followed the fast and heat racing noise; it was in her backpack which lay in the far corner of her dark closet.
"…Wade?" She whispered, her cheeks flushed from all this excitement. The screen was fuzzy for a couple of moments and then a familiar face showed.
"Hi Kim."
It was Wade. He looked the same since the last time she'd talked to him. He was tapping his fingers together slightly and started to blush.
"W-wow Wade… I never thought I'd talk to you again. How have you been?"
"How have you been, Kim?" Wade asked, leaning a bit closer to the screen.
"Uh, well," Kim was trying so very hard to hold back her tears, but she couldn't help it. "O-Oh W-W-a-d-e I miss him s-o-o-o much!" She balled.
Wades lips turned to an uneasy frown and he touched the screen, reaching out to her, she did the same to him.
"I didn't mean to upset you, you know? It's been a month since we talked, and a month since… well, you know."
"Y-yeah, I know." Kim sniffed, grabbing a tissue.
"How is your family, taking all of this?" Wade asked companionably.
"The twins don't even really notice, and my mom and d-dad, urgh, I really don't know!" Kim sputtered, "They want me to get over it so badly, and I can't. You just don't get over stuff like this Wade! You don't!"
Wade nodded and his computer next to him started beeping, "Oh, hold on Kim." Swiveling his chair around in a circle he started to type on the other pc and a second later the printer started shooting out long sheets of printed paper.
"Talking to your internet buddies?" Kim smiled.
"Nah, actually, it's about the reason I called, well… the second reason I called."
"Excuse me?" Kim sniffed again, whipping away a new tear.
"After Ron's disappearance, I started to believe that he didn't die in a fire, Kim,"
"You don't?" She asked, smiling a bit, she felt the same exact same way.
"Yeah I didn't. So … I have been looking into what could have happened to Ron. It's been a month since I started this and I have found a lot Kim. What I am going to tell you, it's going to upset you. Okay?"
Kim sat up straight and nodded, and blew her nose real fast
"If my calculations are correct, Ron was murdered. There was a body found, Male, age seventeen, blonde hair and hazel eyes at the creek a week ago."
Kim blinked her eyes twice and burst into tears. She let out a wail into her pillow and kicked her bed. She started to scream, "Damn you to hell!" Wade covered his ears, he was getting chills.
"Kim, relax, … you have to except the fact that,"
"Why didn't you tell me sooner? I know Ron isn't murdered! Okay! I know he isn't dead, oh my gosh, they just had his picture on T.V. yesterday!" Kim was getting hysterical, "If it was him, then wouldn't they have confirmed that it was his body and get a funeral for him!"
"Kim, I am going to hang up, you're scaring me."
"Don't you dare!" Kim growled, pointing a finger at the screen of her Kimmunicator. Wade shivered and nodded his head in the 'okay I wont,' way.
"I don't believe its him, Wade. I don't… I don't… I don't. Look at my outfit! Look how I'm dressed! Before you called I was going to wait until darkness tonight and try to go out and find him! I believe Ron is still alive! I saw him Wade! I saw him!"
"Where did you see him, Kim?" Wade asked, his eyes on her every move.
"I saw him in my living room! A-and he was, blue!"
"Drakken blue?" Wade asked.
Kim shook her head, "God no, not like Drakken. His face was brused and had this grayish tone to it. It was weird Wade. His clothes were ripped and he seemed to be glowing and … oh my god…" Kim's face went white and her eyes started to go backwards, Wade got sick to his stomach, he hated seeing only the white in people's eyes. "Kim!"
"Wade… I think I'm seeing the dead. Ron, w-was… dead! Oh my god! I saw a ghost!" Tears formed in Kim's eyes, and slowly ran down her cheeks before she could even blink.
"You're not seeing the dead Kim, you're just very tired and need something to eat, and a good nights rest."
"Double S, Wade!" Kim snarled at him,
"Excuse me?" Wade asked, raising and eyebrow at her.
"Screw sleep! Double S! And yes, I am seeing Ghosts!"
"I totally think you should talk to your mother about this Kim, I mean this is major."
Kim was drifting off into her own little world. She couldn't hear Wades voice anymore, all she could hear were the words that were being said throughout her very own mind. 'You have to find Ron, he is alive, and you know it. He is reaching out to you, and you have to reach out too and pull him in."
"I-I have to go Wade, Ron needs me!"
"Wait!" Wade called waving his hands at the screen, trying to grab her attention.
"What?" She asked, in a agitated tone.
"… Go down to the city morgue tomorrow, and at least see if that's Ron's body. Do you want me to meet you there?"
Kim didn't speak. Her eyes filled with warmth and when she looked at Wade, she got the same feeling that she got when she saw Ron's ghostly body floating before her. He was trying to reach out to her as well.
"Course Wade… of course. Meet me there around eleven, then I can show you that its not Ron's body… its some one else's."
She flipped off the Kimmunicator, whipped her eyes and walked back to the mirror. 'Looks like you're not going out tonight is it? No bad guys to fight, no Ron to hang out with,' spoke a truthful voice in her mind, as she glanced at her tired reflection.
"Guess you're right. The best thing for me to do is go rent a movie and get some sleep." And that's exactly what she did.