Bite My Tongue

by So-Fucked-Up

Kyle's family life is pretty hard for him. And the same could be said for his school life. Kyle feels as if he has no one to turn to. So he pushes everyone away and pays little or no attention to his friends. Kyle spirals down into depression and turns to something that he thought he would never have to do.(This is going to be a kyman vs. k2 fic Rated M for a reason!)

1. Chapter 1

A/N: Ehm, well this my first fanfiction and I'm really excited! The title of the fic is from a song called Bite My tongue by You Me at Six. And this isn't a sonfic, I just got inspiration from the song. On to the story!

Pairings: Kyman, K2, and Stendy.

^^South Park belongs to Matt Stone and Trey Parker, not me!^^

Chapter One: I hate to break it to you, but you're just a lonely star.

My name is Kyle Brovfloski and I'm a junior attending South Park High. Currently I'm not at school instead, much to my dismay, I'm sitting at a pharmacy waiting for my prescription that my doctor issued me. And no its not for my diabetes or anything that will help better my health. It's a drug that will make me concentrate better, because my mom thinks if I want to go to a high prestige college I need to concentrate more and ditch my friends. I honestly don't want to take any pill to make me focus more. I think I'm doing perfectly fine! But no, not to her she needs me to be perfect so she can brag to other parents on how I'm going to have a very bright future a head of me and what not. And I do love my mom its jus-

"Kyle Broflovski?" The pharmacist called out my name, snapping me out of my thoughts.

I walk over to the counter and the pharmacist hands me the bag of unneeded pills.

"Thank you." I say then walk out to the parking lot, it was snowing lightly like always.

I go over to my car and unlock it. The car that I have is 2008 Toyota Camry and it's black and kinda dirty but eh.

I turn on my car and cranked up the heat, although it was snowing lightly it was still cold. You'd think I'd be able to handle a little snow considering I've lived in south park for quite some time. I open the bag to see if the pharmacist gave me the right pills. The pills that the doctor prescribed were.. Adderall? Isn't adderall used for narcolepsy and ADHD? I don't have neither of those things, my mom probably told the doctor some sorta lie. She's taking this way to far. I glance over to the clock in my car and it was 12:58 am, might as well go to school.

...

I got there just when lunch ended, god damn it I'm hungry. I probably should've stopped by somewhere to pick up something to eat. I parked and got out of my car and locked it. Now I'm feeling a bit nauseous, greaaat. I roll my eyes to myself and once I enter the school there's no one in the halls, class already started. I walk over to my locker and take out my English book and notebook.

I started to head to my English class, but I stopped when I passed by a hall that Kenny was in with some girl. Red maybe? I've heard she liked him for quite awhile. Maybe she's finally gonna confess to him? I don't know nor do I care. I look back straight ahead and start to go to English. Where Kenny should be to. As I started to walk ahead Red runs past me and she's crying. Kenny is looking where she ran off to, and that's where I'm standing. He walks over to where I am.

"Hey Kyle." Kenny smiles his award winning smile for doing it with most of the girls in this school. He stands next to me but he has about 2 or 3 inches on me, so we don't meet eye level. He longed betrayed his orange parka, now he wears whatever sweaters with jeans but I noticed he wears a lot of v neck shirts. He has bed head but it suits him.

"Oh hey Kenny." I look at him and smile back. I haven't changed much. I still wear my green floppy hat and my red curls poke out a bit even though I try my hardest for all of my hair to stay in my hat. I don't wear my orange sweater much. Usually I just wear long-sleeved collared shirts and a knitted vest and a blazer over with kakis and my satchel. According to my mom I have to dress for success, I however don't really care what I look like.

There was a long awkward pause between us, maybe because we haven't talked in awhile. At lunch stan is always with wendy and Kenny hangs out with catman and butters. While I'm in the library studying. So we don't talk much, but Kenny and I have most classes with each other, so we occasionally talk. But even then it's just me nodding or saying little to no sentences.

"So Kyle why aren't you in class?" He asks me, breaking the silence. Eyeing me suspiciously.

"I just got here, I'm heading to class now. And you should to." I started ahead to our class, he followed close behind.

"Wow that's probably the most you ever talked to me for some time." He noticed I guess.

"Mhm.." I nodded, rounding the corner.

"There you go…" He walks next to me, heaving a loud sigh.

I don't say anything, I keep my eyes forward looking on to the hall full of classes and lockers.

"..Did I do something to get you mad or something?" He stops in the middle of the hall. But I keep going, I'm already missing so much of class. God damn it.

"Okay well if you don't say anything then how can I know?" He calls out to me. His voice full sincerity, I feel a pang of guilt in my chest. I'm sorry Kenny, I just need to keep moving.

"Ya know I'm not the only one who misses you. Stan, butters and EVEN cartman noticed you've been acting off latel-" I cut him off slamming the door to the class. Leaving him outside, its not like he was gonna come in anyway.

A/N:That's the end of chapter 1! I'll update soon, I hope you all enjoyed:)