“Get in bed, right now!” Ron demanded.
“What?” Kim asked, far more confused then angry.
“Get in my bed.” Ron repeated.
“Ron, I’m hardly in the mood right now. Besides, I thought you weren’t either.”
“I’m not and that’s not what I’m talking about. I’m still super pissed at you, even angrier now that I found out you’ve been keeping all kinds of secrets from me. How long have you been drinking? Why didn’t you tell me about Bonnie and the university? Why didn’t you tell me about these pictures? How long have your parents been this mad at you? But none of that really matters right now because I’m really concerned about you. With all this I’m really afraid of leaving you alone, who knows what you’ll do. So I repeat, get in my bed. I’m not trying to fuck you Kim, I just want to make sure you’re alright.”
Kim smiled meekly as she dropped all her stuff on the floor and slowly headed towards Ron’s bed.
“I know you’re angry at me Ron but thank you for caring… even if you are being a jerk about it.” Kim said lethargically.
“Your one to talk KP.” Ron said as he shut off the light and was quiet for a moment, “I wish everything could go back to the way it was Kim.”
“Me too Ron.” Kim replied with a sniffle.
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