Random and slightly pointless introduction: Well, I'm back to writing emo stories. This is really similar to "Till It's Gone," my Cartman story, but this time, it's about Kyle. His way of having a last day on Earth is a lot different then Cartman's. Anyway, I did the song thing again. Every chapter will be a different song. Why? Because I feel like writing another one like that. Deal with it.
Oh, and they're in 12th grade. I had to clarify that because it's only hinted once.
Warning: Contains swearing and suicidal themes. Don't like, don't read.
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I have, I have you breathing down my neck (breathing down my neck)
I woke up with tears in my eyes. Do I seriously cry in my sleep? It really wouldn't surprise me, but it just annoyed me. Why did I have to be such a stupid pussy? Wasn't Stan supposed to be the sensitive one? That's what I always thought, anyway.
I don't, don't know what you could possibly expect under this condition so...
I fell out of bed and got ready for school. I wore my favorite shirt, my favorite jeans, my favorite shoes, etc. I did my hair as best I could. Then I stuffed my old hat that I never wear any more into my backpack. Today was my last day of living, and I wanted the whole day to be beautiful and perfect.
I'll wait, I'll wait for the ambulance to come, ambulance to come
I walked to the bus stop and saw my three best friends waiting there. Kenny looked dead, he was so tired. Cartman was finishing up some math homework. Stan was happily texting. I smiled and let out a long sigh. "Hey, guys."
Pick us up off the floor
Kenny groaned. "Not so loud."
What did you possibly expect under this condition so
Stan tore his eyes away from his phone. "Hey, dude."
Slow down... this night's a perfect shade of
Cartman glanced up. "Can't talk. Must multiply."
Dark blue, dark blue
I looked at Kenny with worry. "Dude, you look really tired. Want my coffee?" I held it out to him.
Have you ever been alone in a crowded room when I'm here with you
He nodded rapidly. "Oh my God, Kyle, thank you. So, so much."
I said the world could be burning, burning down
I laughed. "No problem, dude." I looked over at Stan. "Who you texting?"
Dark blue, dark blue
"Wendy," he said, sounding annoyed.
Have you ever been alone in a crowded room well I'm here with you
"Relationship problems?" I asked. He nodded. "Well, why don't you just break up with her already? I know you don't really like her, and besides, won't it save so much time and energy?"
I said the world could be burning 'til there's nothing but dark blue..
Stan grinned. "Dude, you're totally right. I don't need or deserve this hassle."
Just dark blue
I smiled. "That's the spirit, Stan."
This flood, this flood is slowly rising up swallowing the ground
Meanwhile, Cartman looked like he was in a panic. I smiled at him sympathetically. "Need some help there, Eric?"
Beneath my feet, Tell me how anybody thinks under this condition so
He stiffened, probably because I called him Eric. "Sure..." he said slowly, and unsurely.
I'll swim, I'll swim as the water rises up, the sun is sinking down
I sat down in the snow next to him and explained the things he didn't understand as best as I could. When the bus came, we all sat in the back. There was Stan on the window seat, me on the aisle, and across the aisle was Cartman, then Kenny. I kept helping Eric with the math on the bus.
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And now all I can see are the planets in a row
Well, that's it. All day I was overly nice, helped people out, and thanked the teachers for their help. There's only a few things left to do. I pulled out my cell phone and typed in Eric Cartman's cell phone number.
Suggesting it's best that I slow down
"Hello?" said his voice.
This night's a perfect shade of
"H-hey, Eric," I replied, my voice trembling from the threatening tears.
Dark blue, dark blue
"Kyle?" He sounded confused.
Have you ever been alone in a crowded room when I'm here with you
"Eric, you know that you're one of my best friends, right?" Tears slipped out of my eyes and through my eyelashes.
I said the world could be burning, burning down
"Um, I guess... What's with you? You've only called me Eric all day, and you're acting really weird," he replied slowly.
Dark blue, dark blue
I didn't answer his question. "Eric, I don't tell you this enough, but I love you, man. You really are one of my best friends. I know we rarely get along, but... You still mean a lot to me, okay?" I managed to get out without giving away the fact that I was crying.
Have you ever been alone in a crowded room well I'm here with you
"This sounds really gay..." he paused. "But I love you, too, dude. You're one of my best friends, Kyle."
I said the world could be burning dark blue
I smiled. "I'm glad. Bye, Eric Cartman."
We were boxing
I hung up and called Kenny.
We were boxing the stars
"Hey," he answered.
We were boxing, we were boxing
"Kenny, hey, it's Kyle," I responded.
You were swinging for Mars
"Oh, hey, Kyle. What's up?" he said cheerily.
And then the water reached the West Coast
"Kenny, I'm really proud of you," I said softly, tears rolling down my face.
And took the power lines, the power lines
There was a few seconds of confused silence. "Um, thanks?"
And it was me and you (this could last forever)
"Really, dude, I am. Everyone seemed to think you'd just become your dad. But you're going to college next year, and I'm really, really proud," I paused, but he didn't say anything, so I just kept going. "And Kenny? You know I love you, right? You're one of my best friends, and life wouldn't be the same without you."
And the whole town under water
A little more silence. "I love you, too, Kyle," he replied slowly. "Is something wrong?"
There was nothing we could do
"No, I'm fine. Bye, Kenny McCormick," I sighed quietly and hung up. I pressed my speed dial number one.
It was dark blue
"Hello?" Stan's voice came on the other end.
Dark blue, dark blue
"Hi, Stan," I said, almost sobbing at this point.
Have you ever been alone in a crowded room well I'm here with you
"Is something wrong?" He sounded alarmed.
I said the world could be burning, burning down
"No, don't worry about it. I just called to tell you that... You mean so much to me, Stan. So, so much. I love you, dude. You're really the best friend a guy could ask for..." I paused. "I don't know what I would do without you. You're like family to me."
Dark blue (dark blue)
I could almost hear his smile. "Thanks, dude. I love you, too, and I don't know what I would do without you either."
Have you ever been alone in a crowded room well I'm here with you
A wave of guilt swept over me. "I'm sorry, Stan. Goodbye, Stan Marsh..."
I said the room could be burning now there's nothing but dark blue
After I hung up, I went and kissed my parents goodnight, something a normal seventeen year old wouldn't normally do. But I could hardly count as "normal." I walked to Ike's room, said goodnight to him, and gave him a hug. After that, I walked back into my room and scribbled down five letters. When I was done, I put them into envelopes labelled Stan Marsh, Kenny McCormick, Eric Cartman, Bebe Stevens, and Ike and Mom.
If you've ever been alone in the dark blue
I walked into the bathroom and filled the bathtub until it was almost spilling over the top. I climbed into the water and lay down. The last thing I did was pull the heavy boulder I had brought in onto my chest.
If you've ever been alone you'll know, you'll know
The weight pushed down on me, not allowing me to move at all. I couldn't breathe, and I smiled. I didn't think of my friends or family, I only thought about how these were my very last moments on Earth. I opened my eyes underwater, and the last thing I ever saw was dark blue.