The following month after Kyle's suicide attempt and Wendy's announcement had been pretty hectic. The good news though was that after a few days of being bullied for being pregnant, Wendy finally admitted to lying about it and she got back together with Butters. I knew I should have been super angry with her, but I was more relieved than anything else. I was not ready to be a dad and I was not ready to get married.
"Hey." I greeted Cartman and Kenny who were sitting at our usual table eating cinnamon rolls.
"Kyle's back." Kenny muttered without even taking his eyes off his cinnamon roll.
"Where is he?" I asked, hurt but not surprised that he hadn't said anything to me.
"Over there with Kevin." Kenny said pointing and when I saw Kyle I was forced to do a double take, he looked terrible. He was paler than a sheet of paper; his once thick, healthy hair now looked thin and brittle, his skin looked like it was stretched over the bones in his face, and his large green eyes that had once been beautiful now looked buggy and abnormal. The sight of him made me want to cry, I had no idea how this could have happened to him. I let my eyes drift away from Kyle's face and started focusing on his outfit; he was wearing an olive green scarf with a dark green sweater and a pair of baggy black jeans.
"Hey." I said finally mustering the courage to talk to him. Kyle looked at me for a moment before glaring at me and turning back to Kevin.
"Just hear me out, please." I said sitting down beside him.
"I hate you," He suddenly hissed out, "I thought you could be the one person I could always depend on, the one person who would always be there for me and then you go and act worse than all the other bullies here."
After his outburst, he broke down and started crying, I desperately wanted to go hold him but Kevin beat me to it.
"I think you should get lost." He said darkly. I could feel tears sting my eyes and I quickly left the cafeteria before I started crying in front of everyone.
Kevin's POV:
"Are you okay?" I asked Kyle after he had finished crying.
"I wish you wouldn't defend me like that all the time, everyone thinks I'm a wimp." He whined in reply. I rolled my eyes slightly I was getting pretty sick of his moods. One day he would be perfectly fine and the next it was like his dog died or something. He barely talked to me anymore either, but I could tell that something bad was going on just by looking at him, I figured that Larry hadn't just hurt him that one time like he had claimed.
"You need to be honest with me, what is Larry doing to you?" I said firmly after Kyle had completely calmed down.
"Nothing." Kyle muttered. I could tell he was lying though; he always lied to me about Larry.
"Why do you look so sick? Why won't you even let me touch you? You are you so depressed all the time? Why do you flinch whenever someone even moves toward you?"
Kyle just responded by shrugging and I let out a loud sigh.
"You know, I love you and everything, I really do, but I just can't do this anymore, I mean, you're not even trying to make this work, I'm sorry, but we're done." I managed to choke out.
"I love you though; you're the only person I can turn to." Kyle said with his eyes filling up with tears.
"I'm sorry, I need to be someone's boyfriend, not their body guard; I need to have the freedom of not having to worry if they're going to kill themselves or if their step father is hurting them."
"I never asked you to be my body guard."
"I'm sorry Kyle, but I'm done." I said softly before walking away, it took all my will power not to turn back to him and ask him to be with me again.
Stan's POV:
When news of Kyle and Kevin's break up reached me, I couldn't help but to be a little excited, we were both single and I was ready to mingle. My excitement soon died down when I remembered that Kyle hated me. My disappointment soon turned to shock and happiness when Kyle walked in and threw his arms around me.
"You were right, I was a wimp, and I barely even noticed all those times that Kevin was protecting me." He blurted out.
"I don't think you're a wimp, I love you the way you are, and I was just upset that Wendy told me that she was pregnant with my baby." I said and I started to stroke his back, I stopped soon after I realised I could feel his spine though.
"What about before then?" He sniffed.
"I didn't like how you were changing, it scared me, I'm sorry." I said doing my best not to be disturbed by his skeletal frame that was pressed closely against my own slightly muscular frame.
"Are you anorexic or something?" I suddenly blurted out. Curse me and my stupid blabber mouth! Kyle looked hurt before shaking his head.
"You should know me better than that." He muttered.
"I don't know; you kind of went off your rocker whenever you were voted the ugliest boy in class, we all know you can be a little vain Kahl." Cartman butted in.
"You were the one who was really voted the ugliest boy in class fat ass!" Kyle retorted. I couldn't help but to smile, I was glad that Kyle was back to insulting Cartman again.
"Whatever, Jew," Cartman said turning away from us. Kyle rolled his eyes and started reading a book, I didn't even get a chance to see what it was called because when I noticed that Kyle's shirt had rode up, what I saw made me want to vomit. He had several scars and welts on his back along with a huge foot print shaped bruise.
"What happened to you?" I gasped out before I could stop myself.
"I fell down." Kyle said defensively, pulling his shirt down.
"So you fell down onto a shoe and something else that beat the crap out of you?" I asked with slight annoyance, I couldn't believe that my best friend was keeping something this big from me.
"Yes." Kyle muttered through gritted teeth before storming out.
Kyle's POV:
I could feel anger and self-loathing creep up, how could I have been so careless to let what was happening to me show in the middle of school? Had I really gotten so pathetic that I couldn't even remember to keep my shirt from riding up? I hated how Larry had cut all my clothes up in a rage and how I was now forced to wear Ike's old clothes. Nothing is more embarrassing than having to wear your little brother's clothes that he had outgrown. The month following my incident had been a living hell, Mother and Larry was furious that I had wasted a perfectly good rope and I hadn't even done the job properly. They had kept me in the basement during that whole time that I was supposed to be recovering and during fall break. Larry could come downstairs every three hours to give me my punishment which consisted of being whipped with his stupid bull whip, being kicked with steel toed boots, and being hit with whatever he could find. What was worse though was that they only fed me one time during that month, but at least they were considerate enough to leave me water even if the sight of it made me want to gag. It looked like it had come straight from the sewer. School wasn't much better either, Stan was suspicious and Kevin had dumped me because he was tired of my mood swings. I sighed and slumped against the wall, wishing that all of this would just end already. I wouldn't try suicide again because that had been a major fail and I didn't want to fail at yet another thing, hopefully, Larry would just finally kill me. I stopped thinking about Larry when I heard footsteps walking up behind me; I barely managed to suppress an annoyed groan when I saw Craig standing there.
"Can we talk?" He asked.
"About?" I asked with slight hostility.
"I'm sorry for being so mean to you, it's just that I'm in love with you and it makes me so mad to see you talk to other guys and it just hurts." He said looking down. I couldn't help myself; I started bursting out with laughter.
"Nice one Craig, but April fools isn't until next year." I said before turning to walk off.
"It's not a joke." He said grapping me by my arm which I quickly pulled out of his grasp.
"You had a million chances to tell me this yet all you did was insult me, make up lies about me, beat me up, and a million other things that would be the opposite of love." I spat out.
"I'm sorry, I did it because I was scared, if you could just give me a chance it will be better I promise."
"You will never have a chance because I will never love you." I said coolly before walking away and leaving Craig to wallow in his misery.
Stan's POV:
I couldn't help but to let out a snort as I watched Kyle totally dis Craig. I knew it wasn't very nice, but he really had it coming.
"That was amazing." I said coming out of my hiding place.
"How long have you been standing there?" Kyle demanded.
"Long enough." I said with my cockiest smile which made Kyle start laughing.
"Craig is such a dolt, I can't believe he thought I'd fall for his stupid trick after the way he treated me." Kyle said between laughs. It felt like a warm blanket had wrapped itself around me, I hadn't seen Kyle this happy in months and it was one of the best feelings ever. What Kyle said next caught me totally off guard,
"I still love you." He muttered softly. I didn't answer him; instead I started kissing him passionately.
"I still love you too." I whispered when our kiss had finally broken.
A/N: Okay, so I am sorry about the mega short chapter but I am still having a wee bit of writer's block. I will try to add more on the next chapter but I am not going to make any promises lol. I will also try to update faster because honestly, I hate waiting and I hate making all of you wait so yea. I guess that's it for this chapter.