You never wanted the nice boys anyway

Title: FOB Youle Shoot Your Eye Out'

A/N~ This shall be good. Just don't hate me.

Enjoy~

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Kyle's POV

Unexpectedly, Stan had removed his towel, and kissed me on the lips…

My eyes widened, shut closed and narrowed. I gently pushed Stan off of me. "Wha? But Kyle…?" I peer at Stan who was having a crazy blush across his face; I avoided my gaze to the tiled floor.

"I'm sorry; I just don't feel that way with you." Stan gaped at me and before he said anything else, I scurried out of the room pushing aside the nurse that just came in.

I can't be with Stan. Not in a situation like this…

-O-

I've ran somewhere away from the nurses, when I turned my head around, it looked as if Stan didn't try to catch me. I sighed in relief and continued walking. I don't really want to see Stan when we get back in class; I stopped at a familiar spot, just so happened to be my locker. I looked up and down the hall for teachers and so what also, I do have my stuff with me too.

I snickered, I don't think skipping a day school would be a bad idea, and I can always get Kenny to come up with an excuse for me. I grabbed my bag and crap and left the school.

But.

But there was only one thing that was on my mind… I knew Craig regretted for what he did, probably, but was there really a reason why he and Stan fought? And those words that Stan said.. Don't go with Craig..? Does he think me and Craig actually have a thing for each other, I mean I do like him… And his body, his actions…

I blushed at the sudden words, "Ah, Godamnit Kyle! Get yourself back in shape!!" I yelled at myself aloud, rubbing my checks vigorously.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Kenny coming towards my way, and he looked very happy to, but then again he always look happy after doing some older woman of some sort. "Hey Kenny what's making you so happy this time?" I called out to him.

Kenny looked to me with a grin," Getting my 25 bucks."

"Is some woman paying you?" I asked.

"No, if you really want to know, ask Craig." Then the blond continued walking from the direction I came. IS Craig in this somehow? But he lives the other way…I twirled around to ask Kenny, but he seemed to have gone already, I just hope he doesn't die or anything.

That's when a thought hit me, I do have a reason to go over to Craig's, the homework that the teach gave me to him, besides I do want to see him again…I don't know why, I guess you can say that I am attracted to him.

Then I continued onward to the Tuckers house.

-O-

I knocked on the door a couple of times, waited for somewhat time, but nobody didn't answer. So I tried the knob, and to my luck, the door happened to be unlocked. I creaked in quietly and the first thing I saw was Craig's backpack on his couch and the lights were dimmed. I heard some squeaking noises from the upstairs. I moved up to the room containing the noise, I cracked it open and saw Craig playing with his pet hamster.

"Your very cute, you know that right? At least you can't go cheating on me." He said petting the little furball. I giggled from his magnetism.

The Raven haired boy stopped and snapped to my way, a sudden blush came on to his face, "K-Kyle? What are you doing in here? And how did you get in?" He asked with complete confusion.

"Dude, your front door was unlocked and nobody answered when I was knocking," I said coming in now, "Besides the teach told me to give you your homework when you left to the principals."

Craig looked away, with somewhat disappointment on his face,"Oh…Well you can just set it on my bed." He said while putting Stripes back into his cage. I set his work on his bed, and then consider something.

"Not so fast, the teacher already knows that your gonna fail and you even have the lowest grade too, so I have to help you." The raven haired boy sighed, then looked over at the paper, and my guess he didn't even understand one bit of it. Then I took a seat next to him.

"So Crai-"

"Kyle," he interrupted me," I'm sorry about what happened earlier.." Craig mumbled, he was staring at the paper, while I watched him. So he wants to talk about that..

"Earlier, right…You shouldn't be the one apologizing to me, it should be Stan."

"But you were crying!" The boy quickly turned to me, while I smiled.

"There's a thing called acting, I mean, I did feel sorry for him, but he kind of did need it." Craig laughed, must be from joy that I was actually agreeing with him. But there was something up with Stan and I don't really like the way he's acting too…

"But, why? You are friends, right?" Craig asked.

"Just for your info, I'm not into Stan like that." When I looked back into his gray eyes, I felt tension going through me, even through the air, and this can be chance too…

And at that, we both had the same idea. Craig likes me and he knows that I like him.

I started on the first move; I climbed onto his legs while putting my arms around his neck, feeling his lips up against mine. Craig leaned alongside his bed, making me come up on top of him, entwining his hand within my red curls.

The boy broke away the kiss, with me heaving breath from air, and he whispered, "Kyle, just for your info, I have always loved you, through the years..." he said in a nasal voice.

"Heh, so it came to be true." I said with sly look, as we were going to go for another round but for more, his room door was opening.

And to his quick reaction, Craig hastily shoved me off. "Waah!" I landed on the ground, with of course my butt in the air. What a way to fall.

Craig's mother came, "what happened in here?" She asked looking to Craig and me and back.

"Kyle fell." I huffed, that's a good excuse...

"Oh, okay. Well you boys be careful. And Craig, next time lock the front door ." She said. I didn't see this, but I assume they had a flipping contest that made Craig tch.

"Ya know Craig that wasn't really appropriate for you to do that." I said getting up from the ground, while stretching; I glanced at him, who was licking his lips. "I think it'll be best if we actually do our homework." I grabbed my work.

"Why? We can do that later."

My come back, "because I said so." I gave a hard cold stare to get my point across.

"Fine, we do what you want to do then," He sighed.

"Good." I smiled, I sat next to him. Craig sighed aloud again. I continued looking at my paper when I mentioned something, "Craig, my answer to you before you're mom interrupted us," I felt a gaze upon me, "...I too." Then I kept my mouth shut, blushing widely.

We were close to finishing work, I remembered that Kenny said something about 25 bucks and ask Craig about it. I looked at Craig. He was playing with his pencil, and a smile crept onto my face, though I do wonder…

"Hey uh Craig," he looked in my direction with those glossy eyes.

"Yeah?"

"What did Kenny mean about getting 25 bucks? He seemed very happy about it too and told me to ask you." A second of confusion was on his face then his eye twitched.

"I don't really want to talk about it..." He said while looking away.

Well there goes my answer…

-O-

I can't really say how long we have been going out or hanging out. And I think some people may have noticed to. Especially Stan, he was the first to notice I bet. Because that's when Stan had stepped in front of me Craig on our way to lunch.

Craig side stepped in front of me. The two were glaring at each other, before another fight happened, I asked," Stan, what's up?" I walked up next to Craig. Stan looked over to me.

"Can we talk?" he glanced at Craig, "Alone, please." There was hot tension between the two, I turned to Craig.

"Uh, I'll be right back Craig." He didn't even bother looking down at me.

"Fine, but call for me, if tries to do anything dirty." He said in hate voice. When Craig left to the lunch room, Stan started his conversation.

"Why, are you going out with him?" Stating the obvious first.

"Why does it matter to you Stan?"

"Because Kyle! Doesn't it even matter to you that I love you? We've been together for a long time?" Stan said. I tried avoiding his face.

"Stan, I'm sorry. We may have been friends, but I only think of you as a friend."

"Kyle Come on! What the hell does Craig have that I don't?" He bawled at me. I faced the boy with glare.

"This is what I mean Stan! You're starting to sound like an ass, and that's how you ever act with your goddamn attitude!" I replied angrily at him, Stan was about to retort back but his face softened from realization and he lowered his glare.

"Right." That was his final word and he left the hallway to the lunchroom. Not even a single glance came from him. I was starting to regret my words, but in a way, I'm kind of relieved that I got that off my shoulders. I just hope this doesn't ruin our relationship…

"Kyle, you alright? I heard someone yelling from the two of you." Craig approached me. I grinned at him.

"Everything's okay, I just kind of told him the truth of what's on my mind." Craig relaxed a little, then he embraced me into a tight hug." Uhh Craig?"

"Be careful, just be careful.." He said in his most gentle voice. I clunged onto him too.

"Right, I will."

After school, Craig had to go to after school detention for a couple of hours, if he didn't he would've been suspended and be doing charity work. Reason, the principal found out it him who started the fight and all.

I walked over to my locker as usual, combining my numbers together, and when I opened there was a note on it, from Stan.

'Come to the outside of my house, after 7. I have to say one more thing to you.'

-Stan

I crumbled the note, locking the message into my mind, but why would Stan want to talk to me again? Can't he do it at school and why after at around seven? These questions were bothering me, but they'll be explained later, I hope.

I closed up my locker and headed home; knowing Craig won't get out for awhile.

But what does Stan have to say?

Seven O'clock hit, well to be exact it was only seven O' three. I was walked up to the sidewalk of his face, he wrote that he wanted it to be outside, but why out here? It was below freezing too.. I heard snow crunching from the left side of me, and it turned out to be Stan.

"Dude, can't we talk inside? It's freezing cold out here!" I said, trying to hold my shivering.

"We can only take this business out there Kyle." He simply said, he was coming towards slowly.

"Grh- fine. But what's so important that you have to talk to me at this time of night?"

He ignored my comment, "Kyle I told you not to go with Craig, but you did so anyway." His voice was low and there was no passer by people coming. My skin started to prickle even with my jacket on, I was starting to feel anxiety, just a really creeping feeling from Stan, and I felt uneasy with him, more like frightened. "uh Stan..?" I piped while scooting back.

When he looked up, no expression. And I just noticed something, he had his hands behind his back and my eyes widened, "Your not gonna do what I think your going to…" The raven haired boy pulled his hands out from behind his back and came a flashing silver of metal.
"You guessed right Kyle, I take your knowledge for granted, but then again anyone would figure it out." He was close enough to me now and I could feel my heart race, and I couldn't even run, it was like my feet were soiled to the ground.

"No…you wouldn't do this…" I said shaking; I felt some tears starting to shed. He drew closer to me, he swiped his knife across a tear that was lingering on my cheek, I happened to flinch, but he did so carefully.

"Don't worry Kyle, its not like I was going to cut your eye out..." He said balancing that drop of tear on his knife, when I looked at the knife, I saw my name. It was carved into with a heart next to it then came his name too.

I choked up my words, "Stan, you're a sick psycho." But when I said that, that blew his fuse. He grabbed my jacket and threw me onto the ground, with the snow cushioning me. Stan came on top of me and held the knife up to my neck. The steel was cold, felt like frostbite against my neck.

"Kyle, you know that I love you but you go with Craig, knowing of my feelings, don't you know how that makes me feel?" I didn't answer him, but more tears show how scared I was.

"But, Stan. Why?"

A sly smile came to his face; he leaned closer to me and whispered into my ear, "If I can't have you, no one should." And that was it.

Blood was drawing from my neck, it felt warm up on my skin and yet deep. The pain was stinging at me. The blood came out fast too and a little dribble came out from the corner of my mouth. Stan began to ripe away some clothing on me on the right side of my chest. When he got down to the skin, he carved in the letter 'S'. Tears were begging to blur my vision and I started to lose it by the second. Feeling motionless from the lost of blood.

There was less weight on me now, Stan must have gotten off of me and a thud, realization hit him. "No, what have I done…" Those were the words that came from him. "Kyle, I- I'm sorry..."

I can't really hate him now, but there was a figure of shadow standing over me, it was Craig. The look on his face, he was terrified.

Chapter 4 end~