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Addicted

Chapter Two: Self Destruction

Out on your own

Cold and alone again

Can this be what you really wanted baby?

Kyle felt like he was being torn from the inside out. Like, he was decomposing. Everyone saw this. Except Stan. He didn't see anything. He was too inclined with Wendy, to notice his super best friend'sself-destruction. Even Craig, who usually could usually give two shits about people's feeling, was feeling bad for Kyle.

But the thing that devastated Kyle the most, was when he found out that Stan was going with Wendy. That diabolical bitch. She hated, HATED, Kyle. She didn't like their friendship, especially when Kyle came out. She tried to drive them apart. Which no-one liked, or understood. So Kenny had to like, get Bebe, to slap the bitch into some common sense. She hated Kyle, and Kyle hated her back. Openly. He let everyone know, even Stan.

When Kenny found out, he nearly puked. Like, he started gagging and everything. Wendy just sat behind, innocently, letting it all happen. Bebe, watched in disgust, as her best friend, tore to other best friends apart.

Shelly and Stan sat in the living room. Shelly was visiting the family. She had really turned out to be quite the woman. She stared at her brother. Who was quite oblivious to the fact that he was getting stared at. Which angered an already upset Shelly.

"So, you're going with Wendy to New York?" Shelly asked her brother, finally breaking the silence between the two. He looked over to his sister, with shining blue eyes.

"Oh, yeah. She was saving up the money. We're already checking out flats and everything." Stan replied, with a cheeky grin on his face.

"Kenny and Kyle?" Shelly asked.

"What about them?" Stan questioned.

"Exactly. Did you pick New York?" Shelly asked.

"Nope, Wendy did. She loves the shopping and I could easily get into NYU." Stan replied, disregarding everything about Kyle and Kenny.

"But what about Kyle and Kenny?" Shelly repeated, which was something she did not like to do.

Stan rolled his eyes, annoyed about his sister being so damn nosy, "Well, I know Kenny is doing some modeling, and Kyle want to be in law. So what about them?"

"Goodness, you are the stupidest little fuck I have ever met." Shelly then left Stan, with a stupid confused look on his face.

0o0o0

Craig and Kyle sat in the back of the classroom. The planned on sleeping through the class anyways. Craig looked over at Kyle, who didn't look so good. His face was without color, his eyes looked empty, and he had dark bags underneath them.

"You need to see a doctor." Craig told Kyle.

"No I don't."

"Yes you do."

"No I don't."

"You do. Your feeling hot." Stan said, putting his hand on Kyle's forehead.

'Damn, this is too close for comfort.' Kyle thought.

And it was, Stan was so close to Kyle, that he could feel his breath on his face. His blues, staring into Kyle's green.

"Dude, back the fuck up." Craig told Stan.

Stan just laughed, and backed off.

"Thank you." Kyle mouthed to Craig, who just shrugged in response.

The teacher walked in.

Kyle stopped caring. He already had a scholarship, he knew everything, yet all the days were crashing into each other. And he was slowly forgetting, The days were consuming him whole. He was in a dark pit. And he felt no one could pick him up from where he had fallen. He didn't have Stan to turn to. Stan was the cause of the problem. Kyle fell asleep.

But then a voice woke him up.

"Wake up Ky." A soft voice said. Kyle sat up.

"S-Stan?" A sleepy Kyle asked.

"Yeah, it's me buddy." Stan said. Kyle smiled, a tired smile, than he got up. Only to stumble back down.

Stan laughed. That laugh that Kyle had fell in love with. He wanted to be with Stan so much. But he couldn't. Wendy had him. Eventually, Kyle was going to be forgotten.

Kyle got back up, he grabbed his stuff, and him and Stan walked out the school. The trees leaves were a very nice green, and the air was warm. Kyle didn't like it, not one bit. All it did was remind him that the upcoming summer, his best friend, his secret crush, the man he loved, was leaving. With Wendy.

"Stan love! Hurry up!" Wendy yelled, from her black Honda. Kyle could see the glare that she was giving him. But decided to ignore it, he wouldn't be seeing that bitch around for a while. – Or Stan for that matter.

"Got to run." Stan said. Running over to Wendy. Kyle saw him give her a kiss, one that lasted a long time, and he could only wonder what those kissed felt like, what Stan tasted like. What it felt like to have his tongue exploring his mouth.

He felt his jeans tighten. 'Damn.' He started to walk home. His jacket covering the bulge in his pants.

0oo0

Another stitch to my wound
Another inch in this thread
And I know it all too well when
Once again it's happening

All my love has gone divided
All my love is unrequited
All my love is unrequited
All my love is unrequited

School went by fast, as did summer time.
Wendy took up all of Stan's time. Kenny almost slapped that bitch. And Kyle did. Yup, he slapped that bitch. Slapped that bitch all up and down the block. Then he stayed in a jail cell for a day.

Craig and Stan almost fought. But Kyle stopped them. He didn't want Stan to get knocked out.

Oh, and Kyle, poor Kyle, he had an emotional breakdown. Kenny was there, but Kyle needed Stan, his super best friend to be there. But he was too busy with that bitch to be there.

So the days counted down, and down, and now, Stan is about to board his flight. He gives Kyle one last hug. And Kyle whispers five life altering words.

"I'm in love with you."

Wendy pulls Stan away from Kyle.

They board the plane. And they were off.

Stan wanted to kiss him, tell him, "I fucking love you too!" But he couldn't. Wendy dragged him away.

Because she's a bitch like that. And it hits Stan, Wendy is a bitch. Which is something that we all know. Because frankly Wendy is a bitch.

Kyle thinks Wendy is a bitch.

Kenny thinks Wendy is a bitch.

Craig thinks Wendy is a bitch.

Bebe thinks Wendy is a bitch.

Hell, everyone thinks Wendy is a bitch.

Fuck, Wendy knows she's a bitch.

Now, Stan thinks Wendy is a bitch.

So, Wendy is a bitch.

x. X. X. x

Okay, so, I gave two chapters here. I mean, seriously, I'm fucking nice, and I'm posting this right after the first one. Well, not right after but … yeah. So anyways, as you noticed, I called Wendy a bitch A LOT. Like, I only like her because she beat the shit out of Eric, and outsmarts him. But she is still frankly a bitch.

Wendy: Am not!

Me: Bitch You are! Get the fuck out of my mind!

Yeah, I had this conversation with her all the time. O.o Why are you looking at me like that? Well … it's not because you think I'm psycho? –Takes out knife- Haha!

Sneak Peek

Well, in the next installment of Addicted (tion?) I don't I forgot, we have Clyde and Token! And a hell of a lot of other shit goes down too! If you want mo of dis I suggest reviewing. Because, well, Kenny is in the next chapter, and I really want to post it! Oh and, in the chapter after the next, know how I mentioned rape … well … MWHAHAHAH! - Oh mi goodness, that is a word? Like seriously, either it is, or my spell checker is a r-tard.

Puh-leeze review, negative, positive, if you want this to be some hardcore Lemon. Anything will be accepted with grace. Thank you.

Love, Destructer