"Cartman!" I cried. Cartman thrust deeply into me. "Oh!" I yelled as I came onto our bare chests.
"K-Kyle!" Cartman yelled as he came inside of me. He collapsed beside me. I wrapped my arms around him and he did the same. "Damn Jew," and we drifted off into a deep sleep.
***
It's been five years since Kenny died. His death had a huge impact on Cartman and I's relationship. Cartman went into depression after losing his best friend. I watched Cartman change from a racist Nazi to a depressed goth.
The first month Cartman just stayed in his room, not having any contact with the world other than with me. Then he finally came back to school, but he hung out with the goth kids. At first me and a lot of other people thought it was a joke but when Cartman began wearing black clothes and tlaking low a dark, our opinions changed.
*Flash Back*
"Look Cartman's back!" Bebe called out running down the school hallway. Stan and I stopped our conversation immediately and turned in the direction in which she had come from. Cartman stood at the end of the hallway. His face expressionless. He wore his normal brown pants and red coat but he wasn't the same.
He walked over to Stan and I. "Hey guys," he said in a dark mysterious voice.
"Hey Cartman," Stan said. "Good to have you back," he said. But we both knew he really wasn't.
Though his body was here, his spirit was still in his room.
We got through the day normally but during lunch Cartman was no where to be found. Stan checked everywhere, but in the end we just figured that he had gone home. Then in seventh period class Cartman was sitting in his original seat, so Stan's thought was plummeted.
"Hey Cartman where were you during lunch?" I asked catching up to walk with him home.
He looked at me then he looked back down at the ground. "I was in the back," he said.
"With the goth kids?" I asked. He nodded slightly. I patted his back. "Cartman, they're bad news, I wouldn't hang with them if I were you,"
"Well, you're not me and I'm not you, so," he said not finishing his sentence. Then he walked faster leaving me behind. I sighed and looked after him until he disappeared into the snow.
"Poor Cartman," I said under my breath.
The next day at school was a bit different. When Cartman entered the school hallway he wasn't in his usual red coat anymore. He wore a midnight black coat. He had black eyeliner and black nails.
Stan's jaw dropped then mine followed. As Cartman made his way to the back exit towards the goth kids hang out. I gulped down hard then ran after him. Stan shouted for me to stop but I ignored him. I ran through the door and landed in the snow. I jumped up and turned towards the goths.
They all glared at me with their black beady eyes. I swallowed then returned the glare. I looked over to my left and saw Cartman lighting a cigarette to smoke it. I leaped towards him causing both of us to be covered in snow. Once my brain had processed what I had just done I looked into Cartman's green eyes.
"What the fuck are you doing Cartman?" I yelled. He pushed my off then sat back up, brushing the snow off his shoulders.
"I was about to smoke," he said darkly. I growled and smacked the cigar, he had taken out after he got up, out of his hand. "Aye, what the fuck Jew?" he said, still not yelling.
I was getting sick of this. I wanted him back and I wasn't going to wait any longer. A month was long enough. I looked around then I knew how I was going to get him back.
I grabbed Cartman's wrist and I ran to his house. We ran up stairs and I into his room. I threw him on the bed and I locked his bedroom door. I jumped on him and kissed him roughly. When I was out of breath I separated our lips and I leaned up to take off his coat. Then I took mine off. Followed by our shirts.
I bent forward and kissed his neck, then I nibbled on it. From there we made sweet love. After a while Cartman took over and fucked me…and hard too.
*Flash Back over*
That was how I got Cartman to come back to me. I loved him more than anything.
***
The next day at school Cartman and I walked to period one hand in hand. Everyone in college was used to us being this way. No one cared anymore. I was happy of that.
"Class, today there will be someone new joining us." Mr. Garrison said. Everyone was a bit confused. Colleges really don't let people enter after entrance exams.
Everyone's attention went to the back of the room where a blonde boy stood. He had bright blue eyes and a blue sweater. When he walked down the isle and sat next to me I knew instantly who it was, Cartman's ex-lover…Leopold "Butters" Stotch.