Jerk ass hole! Dickface pigheaded cock sucker!
That happened just a month ago well, to be honest it has been quite a time but he can't just be like that selfish jerk. Though one sided, I was having a love with Stan as he always comes and run after me. But his relationship with Wendy Testaburger whose hair is dark as dwelling night cloud and soft as just finished silk and eyes twinkle as cosmos stars or...whatever
The thing is, I just am not interested in girls.
I decided to be away from my family 2 years ago as my mom was furious enough to kick me out of the house and made me forbidden to step in as she found out I was gay.
I had an affair with other guy, exactly like Stan. He was a quarter of the high school football with lots of small muscles stuck on whole body. He had a short tidy black hair, with a little toughness on matter of animals and environment. And also defended girls. He really was not into boys. But I seduced him into my bed and later my mom figured out. I just could not put up with my one sided love.
As I lost my place to stay, Stan offered me to live with him, as his roommate on college dorm got kicked out as ministry of university found lots of D on his report cards. I was having truly, happy moment with half achieved dream.
I began my life with Stan as roomy for dorm, then we bought house for us to live.
Then things turned upside down on last autumn.
"Kyle. I have a favor, I know it has been all of a sudden but I am moving with Wendy"
The next word was just fabulous. "I popped the question to her and she said yes"
"Wow...Stan, that's just wonderful" I smiled just like that. Moving truck came right after tomorrow, Stan packed his things on box, he was smiling, genuine one that I had failed to make him. As he finished tapping, took all of his stuff to the trunk, he turned around and said, farewell I will keep in touch. I knew from the instinct, that he is with Wendy; there is no space for Jew boy, me in.
As Stan promised, however there were few calls and petty messages about greetings and his wellbeing, of course news about Wendy. After a month, there were no calls, texts. All I heard from since then is that Stan and Wendy are getting married next year, and they hit the road somewhere faraway to the place where two can be alone. And now I am living.., alone. I still left the room for Stan I could smell, and image before things had changed.
Everything was the same except his presence.
As I returned from long hours of work, I saw my house door was opened, I creaked the door open with shaking hands.
What I saw from the sight was, Cartman. Since I moved away with Stan I barely touched with others in Colorado, as I was having a perfect life in here, managing accounts, working fully part time.
"Wooah look who is here, little green Jew. Aww you and your little boyfriend broke up?"
The person I did not wanted to see, just came without any notice. Though it has been almost 3 years I haven't seen other faces this person just doesn't change. He knows exactly how to turn off one's stomach.
"..What are you doing here Cartman?"
"Whataya think I am doing huh? I am just here to congratulate me to finally see sickened, tear dwelled Jew"
"..Just what I thought, where is ken?"
"Humph"
"Kenny?!, since when were you there?
Kenny showed himself behind the large flowerpot beside the couch.
"Well...about the same time you have been here, say about 2hou..,"
"AnyWay!, Kenny why don't you go back to your pothole? Kyle and I've got a business to talk"
"Kyle, ignore cartman so, how is it going?"
"..What do you mean?"
"You know, you and sta."
"..Your boyfriend"
"He is, Not my BOYFRIEND!"
"Aww, little kahl is refusing to coming out of closet"
"Shut up Cartman! what part is that funny into you? For the last time, Stan is not my boyfriend
He is..with Wendy"
"So, your years of love did not bear fruits, how does it feel Kyle?"
"You just could not shut your mouth even a minute could you? Fine! I am just messed as your fucking whore mom. Since I am too messed up Tonight! I am going to come out of closet and hold any guy's dick and rip him off from the top to the bottom how is that! That's it I am going out Right now!"
"..Don't you dare talk to mom like that"
"What? It's true she comes home late at night every day drunk as bottlenose and picking up someone's semen and lay over all..."
".,I SAID DON'T TALK"
"Kyle, why don't we get a fresh air? you know it's Christmas"
"..Sorry ken I just can't.. "
I dashed the door open, had a angry look on Cartman. I wandered the swarm of people laughing and enjoying themselves in festivity.
Snow was gently touching the earth's surface like god's blessing. Along roads, colorful lightbubs were flickering as they met the wet snow. I headed to the dark alley, where there were no street light casts, carol songs. I have been in this place after his presence vanished.
The place is full of dark and murkiness; there are colors as mirror balls on the top shoots light in rainbows. If people out there, somewhere were drowning themselves with heaven's calling of white fantasies and warm heated lights I also was on the middle of blessing. Blessing when the night falls, showed oneself with multiple artificial colors, feeling the heat of people everyside. I could also buy merchandise, this time I picked one far from my usual. He has yellow glint hair, innocent face with no hint of muscles.
He was practically a boy. I entered into him, looking his bit of scary half pleasured face. His arms were shaking and around me. He was with no doubt, new. Usually, I was with more skillful and experienced guys, feeling loved. However, tonight, I just needed to outish my anger, looking for an outlet. This boy was to a word, perfect. As I pushed myself with no hesitation, deflowering boy's purity I felt I conquered something. However as he began to find more pleasure than scare I lost interest in him. I dragged my tiring feet, as I walked along the path to home.
I saw two boys were building snowman. One boy was a taller than the other boy, and the other boy was lean and slender. As they rolled the snow and finished they started to snow fight each other. Their face looked happy as ever. Two must be BFF. I thought so from the first sight. Later, I discovered myself, filled with bottles of lickers though I have been sober for years, alcohol really wasn't my drink.
I tore the picture of him, one by one and casted them into fireplace.
I built fireplace with him since we moved in. It was originally a place for time machine, where we gathered our secret thoughts as past residues for future and buried our worries. I tried to took cartman and kenny part with it but they mocked me on the phone and said "that's gay"
So stan and I transformed that place into fireplace. We were also thinking the camping site for four of us.
Where we moved in was Big cottage. The fire is in center and up the stool, there we installed a huge tele screen so that four of our guys can play video games freely in the near future. Childlike dream, we only achieved one, fire place.
My tear was trailing down from face, chin and, the floor. The place where Stan and I were rumbling and rolling, chatting and laughing together. I wiped the tears off with my memory and picked the glass of wine.
"..I think that's enough Jew"
The voice behind me was.. of course! that selfish jerk wouldn't just go.
"What are you going? to enjoy my self destruction drowning in misery?"
I raised my limber arm to reach the glass with wine the finger tip touched it but slipped it off soon the glass fell and there was a sudden grasp throbbing on my vein.
"..Just let it go"
"Cartman, I am not GAY"
"Oh, is that so?"
That's it he suddenly stood to his feet and walked to the hall and brought every album where his picture within.
I averted my eyes my tear was about to make a pool.
He popped the book open and took the one right before my eyes but what he could only see was my profile.
Then he seemed to give up and gathered the rest of the book in his arm and walked around the fire place.
"..Cart..What are you doing?"
"This"
He poured all of the album to the fire,, the fire was flickering and black smoke was smothering the enitre house and me,
My whole vein was getting thinner and my heart got tightened
"CARTMAN! WHAT DID YOU DO?!"
"..I was making your task a lot easier"
I stood to feet and rushed to the burning homicide
As I tried to reach my hand he resisted me
"GODDAMN IT! LET ME GO! DON'T, DON'T.. DON'T!"
My memory with him just washed away. It could be a year, few years or..maybe never I would be able to see him.
"YOU..."
I cornered him and thrust his chest with fist
"..What do you, know, WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT ME AND HIM! We might never see each other, NEVER!
He took silent. As he saw the waterpool on my eyes were spilling out.
DID U FUCKING!, through with it? Stan and I broke off and could be forever!.
And.. U RUIN IT. I HATE YOU! HATE YOU! HATE YOU, HATE YOU, HATE YOU!"
"..I am going, that whore mom is about to come home"
He slid away. I plopped beside the fire stool and tried to pick up remains to revive memory with him even a bit.
However, as I picked the fractures they slid through my finger and gone into wind.
Hmmph Hmmph..
I curled myself into ball then covered my face on lap. There permanent darkness, a streak of light, his face, and could be the happiest moment of my life was eaten by the darkness.
I will never forgive that asshole again, and will never ever be able to see his face.
"..So, Cartman I heard from the grape veins that you burnt the album of Kyle with Stan"
"..Did Kyle tell so?"
"No but.. Wendy did so. She said Stan came back home, as he called Kyle and Kyle did not get it. He found Kyle unconscious then took him to bridal style to the hospital
He also found that whole album gone missing and all of them were burnt on fireplace. Stan did know as you were complete asshole to the Kyle, it was a piece of cake from saying"
Cartman lit a cigarette, he enjoyed the moment the white sticks were turning into ashes as it touches fire
"Fire makes everything way too easy didn't you think so Kenny?"
"Since when did you have habit of that?
"..Well, since I found myself becoming an adult"
"Hmm, So,
Kenny fish one of them from Cartman, then lean against himself with his stick met with Cartman's. then his pupils up to the winter sky, He blew some clouds then stuck his cigarette between fingers.
"..When are you going to say it to Kyle?"
"..About what?"
Kenny sighed, then thrust cigarette buds intertwined in his finger to frost on pathway. he looked into the Cartman on the edge of his eyes.
"Whatever, I am going. Have to go to work"
"With this snow? you might die, Kenny. Didn't your work bar from hiring young age like you in harsh weather?"
"It has been a year Cartman. Besides, they do appreciate my work! Last time I was assisted to build an amusement park! You do know the value of it! That gold was resuscitated by my own hands: Kenny shot the hand up and covered the sight of cartman before his eyes.
His hands were fully wrinkled, for years of years of practice at Construction site. Due to his poor financial state, he could not really afford lotion to smooth his skin all of money for that .had gone to buy frozen waffles or bread loafs for 2 meals for a day. Some of his fingers had cuts. Bloods were hardened as time passes and was also stain. By tough work, sawing, cutting tons of woods and metals, caring loads of metals every body part of his was not clean. The hardest part was shoveling in order to secure the site, shoveling lasts more less than 5 hours which caused lot of physical pain for holding grip of low quality of holdings. For passage of time, a wood scrap sticking out of the holding and once the smooth surface became rough by harsh weather of snowing and raining., Cartman knew from the beginning that Kenny is not enjoying all of them but couldn't help for managing financial debt for his father lost bet and he started to smoke before him to search of stress relief.
"Gotcha Poor boy you are officially covering my eye sight."
"So, are you coming or not? I introduced you to my boss and he would like to see you"
"Yeah, I am on poor boy"
"But, seriously Cartman I think you should finish university and have graduate certificate. Didn't you have only a year left?"
"I gave up. So?"
"Nah, I am only telling you you'll regret this dude"
"It is not you to decide. It is I"
"Yeah yeah"
As a brawny boy tossed the smoke onto snow at instant which still has a tint of fire, he crushed it on his military black boots, made sure the fire is gone, he shouldered the boy in hood then they swirled into the snow.
As they arrived at the construction site, hood guy just like a habit went over to the designated place and picked up two shovels.
"Luckily because of you and this weather we'll just do petty work"
Then they started to shovel and uncovered pounds of dirt beneath the snow which has withered weeds, uneven pebbles and meagerly grown grasses for weigh of snow on top of them,