She wasn't sure of what she was going to do.
Kimberly Anne Possible had gone through pretty much every kind of challenge in her short lifetime. She had fought people who were trying to overthrow governments, thieves, whether petty or not, terrorists. Heck she had even fought back against a teacher with a particularly sadist streak.
All those had been easy for her. She was a Possible, she could do anything. And that had held true to every moment of her life so far.
But that was it...
So far.
Because the decision in her hands at that very instance was one that she had hoped not to make for a long time.
Perhaps 5 years, hopefully more. She had a life she felt was worth living before this whole thing had blown up on her face.
She had to tell her boyfriend.
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She was so dead.
If it wasn't her mum who'd ground her for life, it would be her father. Both weren't prone to overreactions and were actually fairly rational, willing to listen, and they were fair.
But wasn't this something that over passed even their long fuse? Their patience?
And then there was the matter of her boyfriend, Ron. Ron was a goof, yes, a total riot, and good for a laugh. He was brave...for Kim adhered to the thought that true bravery is moving forward even with fear, something Ron did...and she had no doubt she loved him.
But it wasn't really far for her to ask this of him.
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She was so totally busted.
She could hide it pretty well for now, it had only occurred some two or three months prior, she wasn't sure at this point, but pretty soon it would be impossible to hide.
And then what? What would happen to her then?
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She had goofed pretty badly.
Not that she hadn't goofed up before, but usually the consequences were really really less severe.
She had done the deed and well...
It was her burden to bear, though she had started thinking of it not as a burden. – Even if it was literally one she had to carry, to completion. – But as an act of love, a proof of how much Ron had loved her. For the blossoming of the seed currently inside her. – For two or three, or who knows how many months. – Was the result of the most primal act of love they had done.
The raw amount of passion that had gone into the act had been beautiful to watch. – Not that they had allowed anyone to watch, they wanted privacy. – But now they were suffering the consequences.
Kim had trusted Ron, mainly because he was such a dork around girls, to be clean, and he had been. She knew it was her first time and so she had no problems.
But who'd have guessed that the one with the last name of Stoppable hadn't well...stopped? Lost in the moment, the passionate moment, her whole body shivering, she had told him it was ok.
Well, clearly it wasn't, right?
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Genetics were a funny thing, weren't they?
She meant it, not that she knew she had the seed of a new life inside her, one she knew to be from the only person that had been with her. One she loved and cared for, she realized she couldn't do anything to stop it from coming.
It was simply unthinkable that she, Kimberly, would do anything to stop the new life to spring forth from her...privates.
She already loved the little sprout. She didn't know if it was a he, or a she, heck she didn't know anything about it, except it was there. But she wanted it.
It was funny really, at first she had been scared but now she couldn't wait to see what the little Stoppable looked like. Would it have her hair? Ron's nose? Its grandfather's eyes?
Genetics were something that had been going through her mind lately.
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She had yet to tell Ron.
She couldn't help it, she was afraid.
Well that and incredibly nervous, so much so that she had been unable to eat much.
That or that stomach ache was the baby, she couldn't be sure.
It was just...she was sure Ron would make a great father, she had no doubt about that, but what if he'd abandon her?
Sure the likelihood of that was, in her opinion, one to a billion, she knew Ron was, above all, loyal. But he was also easily scared.
And she had seen enough of Ron's attempts to run away when scared to not be so sure.
If there was anything that at least gave her some semblance of calm was that Ron always ended up facing his problems. Even if he had to be bribed to do that. She had no bribes nearby, but hopefully a lifetime with her and her love would be enough of an encouragement that he'd stay.
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Monique knew.
It had started out innocently and soon enough, Monique had told her "Girlfriend" that she needed to lose weight.
It had been an innocuous commentary, probably meant as a joke, a girl never tells another girl to lose weight, after all, unless the girl's name starts with Bon and ends with nie.~
But that comment made Kim bust into tears. A weird reaction but her body was full of hormones and she wasn't in control of her emotions. Or at least that was the excuse she'd give. It was likely true too.
Monique had, understandably been worried about Kim, Kim never burst into tears, Kim was strong, and also her best friend. She quickly assured her she was joking, and that she looked great. But Kim took her comment as a sign that she couldn't hide it anymore.
She knew that moment would arrive soon, a pregnant body has several symptoms to be found, one of which is the bloating of the whole body. But it still came as a nasty surprise. That she couldn't hide it anymore.
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It was time to tell Ron.
She should have probably told her mother and father first, but she wanted Ron's support when that happened. Of course that was assuming Ron would be there for support, while she was 99.99999 percent sure he would be, there was always that small spot of a doubt.
She took a deep breath as she moved in slowly. While she had always had a small frame and an athletic body, she had stopped training lately. When questioned about that she had invented lies, each more ridiculous than the last. But they had worked so far, her father and mother had no reason to doubt what their perfect daughter did.
Well perfect up to some months ago. Now she had done the unthinkable and gotten herself knocked up at 18.
The shame.
But she couldn't wallow in her own self pity, she had committed the act, which had felt so good, she was prepared to take the consequences. She would avoid the TMI spots, about how tender certain spots in her body were becoming, and how she was frequently sick.
But she had to tell him
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They started by a small walk.
Kim couldn't help herself, as she approached her nerves were starting to get the most out of her, and tears were coming to her eyes.
Her hormones were acting up again and she cursed them. Knowing this wasn't good for the baby.
As soon as she saw Ron he noticed that something was wrong, and he took her by the arm and they walked along.
Oddly enough the walk was what her mind seemed to need to clear herself. She knew however that this couple happy times weren't meant to last. Ron looked so happy in his naivety...
She almost didn't have the heart to tell him, but she couldn't back away now, taking a deep breath – something which helped her relax even more than the walk had done.
And then she blurted it out.
"I'm pregnant."
There she had said it and tears flew to her eyes as she whimpered loudly.
Ron was taken aback by that, he was surprised but he knew his girlfriend needed his support, so he took one hand and put it on her back, gently patting it.
He'd hug her except she was wet, and he didn't like wet.
"Is it ...is it mine?" – He asked, after a while. Thoughts of the new Stoppable were filling his head, but he needed to make sure.
It wasn't that he didn't trust his girlfriend, he did it was just...well it was a lot to take in.
Kim scoffed at him. – "Of course it's yours, I don't go around sleeping with all the hotties I see." – Then the tears came back.
Ron overcame his fear of the wet girl and gently hugged her. He could feel her tears and her breath over him, but at that moment he didn't care. This were wonderful news, he was glad for her, no, he was glad for them.
"So you...you don't want to leave me?" – She asked again. Unsure of herself.
Ron was surprised by the question , when had she ever shown that he wouldn't be there? He had supported him through everything so far, it wasn't a kid that was going to stop making him love his "K.P"
"Why would I? When I have the most wonderful girl in the world with me?" – She smiled and pushed herself harder against his body.
"But...but...you are 18, I'm 18 I ruined both our lives!" – She was openly sobbing again and he stroked her hair, lovingly.
He didn't always know what to say, but he couldn't let Kim blame herself for something like that, it hadn't been her fault.
"No...WE ruined both our lives." – To her incredulous look he smiled and clarified. – "It takes both a boy and a girl to make a baby, that's what I've been told, at least..."
Kim smiled, she was glad to have a boyfriend such as Ron around, he was being as supportive as she could ever hope he would.
"Oh...Ron" – She bawled her eyes out again, and he wasn't sure if it were hormones, or just a hidden sight she hadn't revealed to him, either way it was part of Kim, and that meant it deserved his undivided attention.
He smiled at her as she cleared her eyes and tried to stay strong.
"You can do this, K.P" - He was sure of that, Kim could do anything, that was what he had grown to believe, anyway. And that belief had never been challenged, a baby was nothing to her. – "After all, you are a Possible."
Kim blinked away her tears as she smiled at Ron.
"I am a Possible."