"Mom, What If I told you.. Well, what If I told I am agenst something in Jewish tradition?"
"Well I don't know Kyle, what is it?"

I take a deep breath,
well here it goes.
"mom, I don't.. I don't like girls."
"Oh, well that's what you think now but your only In ninth grade,
Give it some time bubby."

"No ma, I mean, I don't like girls because.. I like boys."
Her eyes widened,
"What?!"
her voice made me jump.
"No, No kyle, your not gay. You cant be gay!Your jewish!
Its wrong and agenst our people! Your not gay Your just confused kyle, Ok?
Your just confussed!"

"Mom, Im not confussed, I know I am, Ive known for a long time!"
"No, you are not a homosexual! None of my boys will be!"
I feel tears building up.
dad came home, and saw us.

"Hey, what's going on here?"
"Oh Gerald! You have a talk with your son. He.. He thinks he's gay!"
My moms face looked horrified.
My dad kneeled down next to me
"Is that true Kyle? Are you sure your not just confused?"
Now I really am crying now.

"Damn it! I'm not confused!"
I run up to my room and slam the door.
I laid on my bed and let all my sobs out.
"Now see what you did?" I hear my dad yell downstairs
"Me? He thinks he's gay!" I hear my mom.

I cant believe my own parents.. don't they love me for who I am.
I know its agenst our religion but Its not like I had a choice.

I can still hear them arguing downstairs, Its been about ten minutes
Maybe I shouldn't have told her.

well thats it. I Cant take it anymore! I cant take their fighting! I thought.

I climb out my window, I have to get out of here.
I'm walking down the street thinking of a place to go.
I didn't think It would be so fucking cold out.

I tug my orange jacket closer.
Where can I go?
Stan's? No fucking way.
Kennys house? No, It would probably be just as cold there.
I look up to see where I was walking and I was right in front of Cartman's
Might as well.

I get on his door step and ring the doorbell.
"Moom! Answer the door!" I heard cartman
"Ok, poopsikins" she opened the door,
"Uh, hi. Is Cartman home?"
"Yes he is." she said, leading me inside.
"hun, one of your little friends are here to see you."
Cartman glared at her, "ok mom."
She disappeared into the kitchen.

"what the hell are you doing here?"
"Cartman, I really need a place to stay for the night.
Me and my parents are fighting and I just cant go back there."
Cartman looks at me thoughtfully.
"Why don't you try Stan's house?"

Ugh, The thought of Stan makes me cringe.
I frown "Were not on speaking terms right now."
It looked like Cartman was thinking about it then said
"fine Jew. You get the couch."
really? He letting me just like that? Something's not right here..

"uh, thanks" was all I could make out. he nodded.
"But not right now! After Terrance and Phillip is over"he said changing the channel.
"Your watching terrance and philip? Sweet dude"
I sat on the couch next to him.
"..yeah." he answered slowly then looked back to the TV.

Before I knew it we had chips, cheesy poofs, and snakie cakes, in front of us,
with blankets and we sat there laughing at the forth episode of terrance and Phillip we were watching.
A commercial hit, "Man, that one was super killer, I was laughing my balls off" Cartman laughed.
"yeah, I think that was a new episode"
"Was it?"
"pretty sure."
"oh."

Cartman both went for the same chip and the same time
and touched each others hand, We looked at each other and he laughed nervously,
I laughed too. But we never moved our hands away from each other.
The first couple seconds we just store at each other.
I was looking into his hazel brown eyes, lost in them. I started getting that old feeling,
It brung me back to a time when I used to have a crush on him along time ago..
I started slowly moving my hand away, and he quickly moved his.
He starts laughing akwardly, then looked at the TV,

and terrance farted in phillops face and me and him start bursting out in laughter.
I would have never thought Id have this much fun with Cartman.
The way were talking and laughing almost reminds me of..Me and Stan.
I suddenly felt my stomach drop thinking of it. I guess Cartman read my mind.

"What's wrong?"
Sense when does he care?

I opened my mouth to replie that, then shut it.
I think its one of those really rare times when he actually wants to know.
"Nothing. Just Stan and.."
"God Enough with Stan already!" Cartman yelled
I looked and him, what the fuck was wrong with him?
He realized how he reacted, Then cleared his throat

"Uh.. what I meant to say dear kahl is,
You don't need butt hole Stan. Its always about Stan isn't it?
Always about you and Stan. I'm so sick of Stan!" He's frowning.

"Cartman, what are you talking about?"
I feel my checks burn up.
"uh.." he clears his throat again.
"I just mean.. he's not a very good friend to you that's all."
What the hell got into Cartman?

"Not a good friend to me? Of Corse he's a good friend to me!
We've been through everything together!"
Cartman looks really annoyed at this point,
"That's why I hate him." he muttered under his breath.
"what?" I didn't hear him.
"Nothing"

It was pretty quiet the rest of the night.
I eventually fell asleep on the couch while cartman was still sitting there.
He noticed I fell asleep And pulled blankets over me and smiled,

"goodnight kahl" he whispered.

I dont think that chapter was THAT good,
But It'll do. :)