Kyle's POV
My first fan fiction so… D:
EPILOGUE
"I'm leaving…" Stan mumbled, playing with his thumbs.
What the hell! that's all I could think, my mind racing over everything. Stan, leaving! Why!? I felt a tear slip down my cheek, but ignored it. Stan looked like he was close to tears. He walked over to me, wiping the tear from my cheek. Out of reflex, I grabbed his hand an threw it back at him. Stan flinched.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP, STAN! Your leaving me in this hell hole without a best friend!" I screamed. A little girlish but I don't give a damn! Being eleven fucking sucks! He just gave me a hurt look then turned his head away from me. His dark blue eyes were hidden by his raven colored hair.
He pulled off his red poof ball hat and threw it at me. I caught it robotically, bringing it my chest. Stan then slowly approached me again and put his hands over mine, making me squeeze the hat tighter. He then leaned over and whispered in my ear, " Keep it to remember your best friend by."
He then took my ushanka right off my head and put it on his own. I felt my Jewfro escape for air. He kinda looked good in it… Stan then reached over and ringled his hat out of my hands and put it over the curls on my head. I just stared. My best friend since we were born… is moving away!
I couldn't bear it! I burst into tears and fled into Stan's open arms. I cried for at least ten minutes while he cooed things like "it's gonna be okay!" and like "I'll never forget you!" But I knew better.
He then mumbled into the hat, "You look cute in my hat." My face quickly heated up as he pulled me away to study me. I wiped the still coming tears as I looked up at Stan. We stood there, inches apart, are arms still wrapped around each other. We probably looked like fags to anyone walking by the spot we were at in the park. Stan had always been taller then me. His ocean blue eye stared into my green eyes, as if I was his lover. But we were only super best friends!
"STAN!!!" we both pulled apart and turned to see Wendy, Stan's current girlfriend, running towards us. "Stan, come on! I wanna be with you for your last day in South Park!" she dragged Stan, who was giving me the I'm so sorry! look, away. The last time I saw my best friend.