It was his sick game, and Kenny was stuck in it. Better him than someone else, he figured. Kenny would come back to life. But that's why this worked. Each time he killed him, he had another beautiful body to shove into his well. He wanted, he needed, one thousand bodies of his beloved to be his, to store inside his swimming pool of blood. The past bodies of Kenny were piled high in what he considered Heaven. Kenny had stopped fighting back. Kyle said he loved Kenny, that he would be the one to marry.
Kenny had come back rather quickly once, in time to see just what Kyle did with his bodies. He saw him dance with it, kiss it goodbye, and even surround it with rice grains and roses. It was as if each time he died, Kyle would use his body as his bride, imagining a wedding gown flowing from his body. He would dip his hands in Kenny's blood, staining them.
Each time Kyle played his sick little game with Kenny, he would give him an engagement ring, and then feed him poison, and cover his hand with kerosene. He would bring Kenny to his pond, carrying him bridal style, and sink their heads into the water, laughing as together they drowned, both gasping for air. Kyle always came out of the water before his death, but Kenny was always kept in.
Kenny tried to remember when this started. It was shortly after Stan's disappearance, he had recalled. Had it been the loss of his best friend that made him this way?
Kenny continued to watch his friend with his dead body, and saw Kyle take out a bottle of champagne. This really was Kyle's screwed up wedding fantasy. He watched Kyle drag his body to a well that Kenny had never seen before, deep in the woods. And the body was shoved in. Kyle smiled as it quickly fell to the bottom. Kenny went to the well after Kyle had left to see inside. He noticed it was large and had a staircase along the edge. He into the well and down the stairs, and found hundreds of his dead bodies. One body stuck out the most, because it was not blonde, but instead had black hair. He turned the body over to see it's face.
It was Stan.
Kenny did not hear Kyle approach, for he was silent. Kenny did not even hear his own screams as he felt a knife go through his throat.
What a sick, sick game it truly was.
Yeah, this is really kinda screwed up. I had a ton of my friends read it and half of them are scarred for life. The other half thought it was the greatest story ever.
Inspired by overthinking the song Drowning Lessons by My Chemical Romance.
Review please!
Also, I own neither South Park nor Drowning Lessons. I own only my sick mind.