Kyle heard a knocking on his door, of course he wasn't supposed to open it, but his parents were out of town.
Kyle pulled open the door, Kenny stood there, drenched.
"Kenny?" Kenny lifted his head. His hood wasn't covering his face tight now. "Kenny, what are you doing?"
"Running away… To the only person I can trust…" Kyle was stunned.
"Kenny, what are you-" Kenny hugged his best friend. Tears started to fall down his cheeks.
"Kyle… I really like you… I don't know what comes over me but… Every time I see you, my stomach flips… I get Goosebumps and I can't breathe well. It's like my heart stops…" Kyle just stood there, frozen.
Quickly he pulled out of the embrace that he felt to uncomfortable to be right.
"Look, Kenny…" Kyle hesitated. "You're my best friend but-" Kenny kissed him. Kyle froze again.
"I love you, Kyle…" Kenny said innocently. There was a long silence as the rain drowned everything out.
"Kenny… Go home. I… You're my best friend but… You're not my type." Kenny's hood had slipped off, tears streaming down his face.
~The Next Day~
"Stan! Stan!" Kyle was trying to run so he could get to Stan before anyone else.
"What?" Stan looked weirded out.
"Have you seen Kenny?" Stan's face suddenly drowned in sadness.
"Kyle… You know he was found dead this morning, right?" Kyle's senses failed to return to normal.
"No…. No he couldn't have! No, that's not true!" Kyle refused to make sense of what was going on.
"Yeah… This time, they know he's not coming back…" Kyle's gaze went blank.
"Are we allowed to… to go into his house? His room…?" Stan nodded.
"Yeah, why?"
"I'll… I'll be back." Kyle turned and ran down the street to where Kenny's house was.
Slowly the door creaked open, soon exposing a messy room to only belong to Kenny.
He walked in slowly, nothing catching his scared eyes, until he sees his name on an envelope.
Quickly, he ran and grabbed it, ripping it open as if it were Christmas.
Kyle,
I can live without you; don't go thinking this is your fault. I do love you and I want you to forever remember me, but not as the boy you made kill himself.
My parents abuse me every night because they hate each other. I told them that I had strong feelings for boys and they thought that was wrong, so it was worse last night.
I was sick of this happening so… I ended it all. Please don't be mad or sad. Don't pity me. I'm in a better place. Somewhere I can't get hurt.
Love, Kenny.
Kyle felt like he lost everything he ever knew. He couldn't help but feel bad. Tears formed in his eyes.
"Kenny… I love you…" The paper started to get wet as Kyle cried. After sitting there for a while, he left to his house to live off without his best friend… without the boy he loved…
The Next Day
Kyle walked to the bus stop where he, Stan, Kenny, and Cartmen would usually hang out.
"Kenny?" Kenny was lying on the bench. Kyle ran over to him.
"God dammit…" Was all that came out of Kenny's mouth. Kyle pulled him into a tight hug.
"Kenny, I love you…" Kenny only returned with a hug.