Ron's Worst Nightmare
Life or Death Decisions
By Pat Squared
Kim never knew how bad mood swings could get. Some moments she would just sit there crying uncontrollably, other moments she wanted to rip off the heads of anyone she encountered.
The past couple months have been the emotional roller coaster ride from hell.
Kim has lost everything – starting with her confidence. She had believed that she could do anything. She was the leader. She was the face of Team Possible. She was the one asked for interviews. She was the one the media followed.
Now she was a twenty-year-old single pregnant white woman, patient number 741-10-0012, expected delivery date June 28.
Now the simplest decisions were becoming the hardest.
Kim could not bear to be in her room, nor could she bear to be outside her room. Everything reminded her of Ron. It was Ron who help her paint her room. It was Ron who assembled the bed she slept upon. There was no place in Middleton that did not have some association with Ron Stoppable.
Yesterday, she decided to end it all. She had an appointment with a doctor in another town to rid her of her growing problem.
Yet she would never be able to outrun the memories of her best friend if she stayed in Middleton.
Now Ron was dead. Kim wanted to hurt him. She wanted to see his eyes when she told Ron that she aborted his child. She wanted to see his eye as she thrust the last dagger in this play of betrayal.
Why did Ron have to have the last laugh on her? He died before she could get the final word - Before she could pay him back for the betrayal.
Who betrayed who Kim?
It was a voice that she did not want to hear. It was a voice that should have died. It was doubt.
Kim wanted to smash it. She wanted to kill it. Doubt was the enemy. Doubt slowed her down. Doubt was the thing that that made her mortal again.
It had to be his fault. Kim Possible was perfect. She was the good girl. The one that every other good girl looked up to as a role model.
This was the voice that made her Kim Possible. It was the one that told her that anything was possible for a Possible. It was the voice that made her a goddess among a world full of mortals.
Bonnie is not half the bitch you are, Kim.
Kim grabbed her Kummunicator and threw it across the room. It shattered into pieces breaking the mirror.
Kim made the mistake of looking into the shattered mirror on top of her vanity. The bump was becoming more noticeable everyday. Inside was Ron's kid. Now that Ron was dead, it had no father anymore. It was now her kid.
The simple decision she made yesterday became not simple anymore.