Tears pour from my eyes as I clutch his dying body to me, unwilling to let go. Blood covers my hands and legs, and is quickly seeping into my clothes. "Why?" I sob, heartbroken "Why did you save me?" He smiles at me, and then flinches in pain. "Because you're the best thing in my life Stan. I could never let you go." Kenny says softly, then hacks up blood.
"No! No, no, you're not allowed to die on me Kenny! I need you! I love you!" I scream, holding him tighter. My tears fall steadily onto his pale face.
He just smiles at me, blissful. "Don't fret, it isn't forever." He assures me, before closing his eyes and becoming still. My heart dies, and I scream, burying my face into the fur of his jacket. "Don't leave me, Kenny! Please! No, no, no, no, no, NO!" I scream until my voice is horse, refusing to let the paramedics have him.
I feel a kind hand rest onto my shoulder, and I look up into another tear stricken face. Kyle is there, looking down at us sadly. "They killed him." He says sadly. I look down at his peaceful face, which might not even look dead to an unknowing eye. "Those bastards." I agree.