I was snuggling into his arms snaked around me upon pillow before I cried. Eric was holding me in silent under the moderate lamp light for sleep he was humming. I could not hear his words on fogginess but could catch the was placebo running up hills. Cartman could play bass which had Token or butters initially but as he assumed later they should play a drum or guitar Eric fronted himself out to bass The reason by it was he learnt it through one of goth kids as he wasn't having many friends He found bass fascinating. the experimental british music but of course no cold play came within which is my favorite as he found it is too sentimental.

He believed music has power to posess people in vessel and reflect one the other. When Eric was up stage and strumed couple of cords the vibration covered the stage and his trembling and fast strucking gathered the crowds I was among of them in half dubious sense he won't make it but I could not help the fine black leather coat he was wearing with metal clutch and some of his ring and few accessories stood him up on stage. He looked quite not fatass and image of sexy Eric cartman came upon knees. Eric cartman earnt a lot of attention and actually got calls from Southpark mayor to run stage in public and he changed his outfit and hung a lot with goths and frequently kicked our 3 boys out. He usually stayed after school for band practices and I saw over the glass on doors he came after lunch to adjust few notes and singing.

However that did not last some of the tracks came in movies or dramas he said music lost its soul and he just decided to hum not listening to refreshed album cover or mass mp3 lists. He decided to leave them past and turned his step to another art that came upon the photography as I believe.

To Eric music was a melancholy.

"I loved that stage"

Eric blinked and hurriedly dropped my head upon his arms.

"You were awake?"

"Yeap totally. I never thought Eric Cartman you could be sentimental as cold play. Exactly the part you actually listen to lyrics. Be running up that road be running up that hill be running up that building"

"Do you know exactly what it means?and what part does it make you sentimental?"

Eric wrapped him again pulling up the hem of blanket upon my face below my lips.

"Is it by closing to God his wish is being umm,;achieved? roads hills buildings. This is obvious except with building it's not even a scenery!"

"Nowadays scenery entails everything. buildings, rooftops, electric cords and lines, devices, office tools. Literally everything. Besides thia building part makes song the coolest it's something you cannot actually climb and sun shone up and reflected the surface so the out and inside building became indescernable that is how the god self and human self becoming one"

"I got with your meaning. but hills and buildings..well just to me it's so no between.."

"You are challeging me again? you kike can't you be once you would agree with me?"

Eric brushed his feet upon my knee and raised his back and unwrapped the cover on me still attached to hischest and stomach.

"..Are you gonna hold that all on like that?"

"Well yeah. This is mah blanket mahy authroritiah."

"Well. my body is not on your posession so you do not deserve to get me cold"

I climbed through the blanket sides and to the edge where no Eric cartman is and reached down for the tip to cover me full in half then I fell down and was attached the cold surface which was not heated for the timEric and I were dragged together when I woke up by the bump sound I was laid on half of my body. I slud through flow of the blanket by the opposite force and soon the whole blanket dropped down as I predicted my fall I could not stop I was still grabbing on the one edge and the other was held by Eric unbelievable plot scheming genius, grinning at top the strech was lining up and down between us and me on larva form somehow.

Eric looked me down.

"Should I put a name tag as well?It seems that you are clearly mine. broflovski even out of this bed"

"Are you an idiot? If I am step forward I am no longer yours"

"Yes. But what if"

Eric pushed himself with the other hand on arm of the bed then he came down through with blanket and I almost was trapped in him. He pushed too much force at first he bumped but pretending not to cringe.

"Hahaha what were you trying fatass. Thank god u sucessfully fulfilled your plan in half. Anyway you got dropped!"

"Kyle. I am trying to be in mood!god such a moodbreaker aren't you? how am I supposed to train you?"

"So. what is it? Proposal for a bridan training? fucking Eric Cartman seriously?"

"You want me so here I came here you insolent benevolent ignoring jewrat now lick my balls as here I am by your own request!"

"Yeah. but still I cannot concentrate it you got image overlapped as you were just a kid. I am not sleepibg with a kid!"

"So break the rule! Just like you did to butters and christ sake you hid it millions of times from your know it all butt in PTA queen as ever forever jew mom shelia broflovski huh?

" ..I broke the most unholliest one to be with you. Eric"

Eric soon doved his eyes on me. His eyes were narrowing as his face close to my eyes my cheek and he looked next to him.

"I still do not know why are you risking everything to just to be with me?"

I stared into his eyes his eyes were shaking like that comes into habit whenever he heard something too unbelievable to be real. As I was swiming around somewhere between the moment of cosmos falling in unfathomable depth the mement was broken by the sound.

"Kyle, He cleared the throat. I think you should go."

As I calculate his words the pop up message was on blue screen on top 11 calls and 9 messages from sheila broflovski.

I fliped off the phone and slid blanket cover over and resumed my seat up on bed.

"I am not listening."

Then I found later I was, asleep.

The light next to bed was smearing and shooting on my eyes as I fluttered by the luminosity. I realized my back was getting icy cold as I rounded up bed cover I felt something was missing. I raised my body and turned around for confirmation.

..Cartman was gone.

I covered my face in arm and my eyes were still at purple ceiling. I felt so unbelievably nothing last night crying on my knees must have given me immunity or something. Cartman and I were not meant to be together and he assured me so last night. I closed my eyes for last confirmation and swigged off my leg to the floor not finding any signs of note.

As I headed down to the stair I slid up my phone to check out my mom and Ike.

..Just as I thought.

I slid it up and the screen pop opened on my eyes.

"KYLE, THIS WILL BE THE LAST MESSAGE YOU WILL BE GETTING I AM GOING TO GET U"

I sighed and hurriedly fetched my coat hung on metal stall which proabably was taken care of by cartman as I left it on floor as we bumped into kissing. As I looked at the front door cartman's boots were gone and the vinil umbrella at side as well. As I creeked the door open there was a roaring thunder and the black clouds were sheeping along darker than sky which became grayish murky purple and like the sky was drilled in open a huge hole was there and the rain was relentlessly pounding the ground. it was alreadymaking a deep pool on the road.

...

Evey step I move was a heavy ground. It was muddy and every hint of soft cushion grasses were crushed by steps and the track was slippery for my cushioned white sneakers and sharp pebbles were revealed. Some of the sidewalks bricks were cracked and there was a brown pool on the middle. Rain was all splashing on me and my legs were staggering by chiliness and fatigue and there I got a dirt on. Then I saw the faint light between rains on my back As I turned fully back to it l was stood before the head lights "Kyle!?"

The driver out of the car then I could see him. "Dad" Dad splashed mud and onto me and pulled me in his broad yet bony shoulder. "Kyle! Where have u been?! We were really worried of you!"

I drew a faint line on my mouth.

" I know. I am sorry and I am ready to go home"

Dad weakly smiled and around my waist onto passenger's seat. I enjoyed a bit of peaceful moment and solace what I probably needed the most.

As I hopped out of the car before Dad on my driver seat my mom grabbed my mouse of hair just as she expected of my arrival. Ike was standing next to the wall behind kitchen and I was with mom on the living room. As she stopped and loosen her grip she threw her hand up high and slapped me onto ground. I was covering my redened spot which was getting hotter compared to the teperature outside. "DO NOT DISOBEY ME U LITTLE UNGRATEFUL SPRAT. DO U GET IT? IF U ONE MORE TIME BACK ON MY WORDS I WILL NOT LET U IN THIS HOUSE. NOW! GO AND STUDY!"

As I dragged my feet upstair my mom past me forward to make herself bed with dad following her Ike crossed between me.

"So..was it worth to make all of this?"

"Go sleep Ike. I'm sorry for all of this"

"You go first Kyle I am gonna have showering"

I nodded Ike was smart enough to ready my mind and my face could tell empty and tiring. I picked up the cell phone on table and pulled myself in my room.

I sat on chair and pulled out historybook and my desk electric click said 6 am.

I felt nothing coming before my eyes. I just kept turning pages whether it came in my head or not.

I looked around and saw no presence coming I went to side of the the window and the rain was kept coming from the sky the big tree next to the window side was all freshed up in waters that came across my mind about Cartman's sudden appearance throughout years. As I heard the countlesd rain was dropping on leaves I felt calm

and years of my locked patience was welling up the water.

I scrolled down my phone to empty messages as my mind became clear. There was a new one. It was from Mark.

"Hey sweetie my friend of mine is holding an exhibition if you are interested on arts would you like to come? It will be okay to keep someone company.;)"

I replied before realing my hands touched the front screen as the keyboard appeared I was pressing keys

"Sure, why not?"