Kyle had went to the party being thrown at that slutty freshman's house.
Kyle had gotten just a bit too drunk with the encouragement of Ken.
Kyle had danced just a bit to seductively with Cartman. It wasn't his fault though. It was the jello shots and the hypnotic electro music's.
Kyle had walked home with Cartman.
Kyle had given up his dignity just enough to agree with Cartman that 'Saw' was possibly one of the best gory movies out there. But only the original. . . And maybe the second.
Kyle had not been wearing underwear that night, and Cartman soon found that out.
Kyle had totally agreed to the leather whip and handcuffs.
Kyle had nearly orgasmed the minute Cartman took out his pocket knife.
Kyle had realized he really liked the taste of blood.
Kyle had woken up in the morning naked in Cartman's bed.
Kyle had been a bit confused at first, but as he moved his hand up his thigh, and his fingers traced a cut the shape of a jigsaw puzzle peice the meomories hit him like a ton of bricks.
Kyle had smiled as he got dress, even though his ass felt like someone shoved something- Well no duh it felt like that.
Kyle had planted a kiss on Cartman's forehead before he left, because god dammit- he just looked so god damn cute asleep.
Kyle had walked home, thinking of the events of last night.
Kyle had decided that, well Eric looked so much "cuter" when he was deep in thought. . .
carving movie references into Kyle's thigh.
AN- This writing is a result of listening to Benny Benassi, watching Saw, lack of sleep, and a love of the taste of blood. I am actually really content with how this turned out. It leaves what happened that night very vague, so your imagination can come up with the rest. ;)
This is not a Sci-fi Western. Sorry to dissapoint.
I'm pretty much putting my only other story hiatus- I have no idea what I'm doing with it. But I have two stories going on right now. One is organized and I've already written the first couple chapters. Then the other story is just when my mind wonders off into depressed mode. On another note, It's raining here. I think I'm getting hypothermia- not that this has nothing to do with writing but- God! This is completely irrelevant. *Sighs* I'm sorry for my rambling. -_-"
R&R
P.S- It's amost Sunday. D":
P.S.S- Saw is the best, and all the other remakes fail sadly.
P.S.S- [REC] is far superior to the American remake, " Quarantine".
P.S.S.S.- Does anybody out there love horror movies? Everybody says they do, but when I try to talk to them about classics they know shit -_-"