My head was pounding when I woke up the next morning. Hangover. I looked at the time on my clock. 12:00. Oh woah, I slept late.
I knew the first thing that I had to do that day was talk to Kyle. I immediately made my way to his house. I needed to tell him that I wanted to be with him. No matter how crazy that sounded. I knew he probably didn't even feel the same way, but I just had to tell him.
I knocked on the door, and luckily Kyle answered.
"Kyle I-"
"Save it." He snapped.
I paused. I didn't know what to say. Did he know what I did last night?
"Is this about that Rebecca girl?"
"What are you talking about?" He asked, confused.
My voice became quieter. "You know, that home-schooled chick you were so in love with in elementary school."
"What about her?"
I dropped my head in shame and stared at the ground. "Uh... well. I hooked up with her last night. But we were both really drunk and I didn't even know who she was. I'm really sorry Kyle."
"Wait... what? Dude, what the hell?"
I knew that Kyle still wasn't over her. After she left the public school and went back to being home-schooled, Kyle always talked about how much he missed her and wanted to see with her again. But she pretty much disappeared. Until, well... last night.
"I'm so sorry. You totally have a right to be mad at me about that."
"But that's not why I'm mad. I'm mad because you told me we could hang out yesterday and then completely blew me off. I called you so many times and you just ignored it. I guess you were too busy with Rebecca though..."
Fuck. I did tell him we could hang out, but forgot about it.
"Dude, I'm so sorry. I completely forgot about yesterday. Cartman just showed up at my house and I-"
"You ditched me for fucking Cartman?"
My tone had gone from apologetic to desperate. This couldn't be happening. How could I be such a dumbass?
"Kyle, I didn't mean to, really! He came to my house and made me take him to this party. ..."
"Oh, so let me get this straight... You ditched me for a party with Cartman and the first girl I ever liked? Fuck you Kenny. You know, you tell me all this bullshit about how Stan shouldn't ditch me for Wendy, then you go and do the exact same thing."
"Kyle, I'm so sorry. Please, I'll do anything to make it up to you."
"How about you leave me alone?" He slammed the door shut.
I was pressed up against the door. "Please, can we just talk?"
No answer.
I needed to tell him that i felt so guilty and couldn't stand to see him so mad, especially because of me. I wanted to take it all back more than anything. I wanted to make it all ok again, but I knew i fucked up big time.
When I returned home, I searched my room for my cell phone and found it on the floor. Three new voicemail messages from Kyle. I couldn't listen to them, but eventually I knew that I had to.
"First unheard message: Um, hey Kenny. It's Kyle. So if you want to get together later for tutoring just call me back. Ok, I'll see you later. Bye."
I pressed play on the next message.
"Next unheard message: Hey Kenny. It's getting kinda late and I haven't heard back from you... so call me back I guess."
"Last unheard message: Kenny, is everything ok? ...You know, if you wanted to cancel you could have just told me."
I could hear his tone go from happy to worried to pissed in the messages. Fuck. Why did I have to screw up like that? I did want to spend time with him. Really. I was just in such a bad mood from my parents... and then Cartman came along. Ok, that is a terrible excuse, but I really didn't mean to. I needed to make it up to him. I needed to show him that I actually cared, but I couldn't think of a single thing that would make up for me being such a dick.
I laid down on my bed, trying desperately to think of a way to fix things with Kyle. I tried apologizing and obviously a stupid 'I'm sorry' wouldn't undo all the shit I've done. How could I show him that I really did care and wasn't a total fuck up? What was something that he really cared about?
Then it hit me. Like a giant speeding truck down a highway. (And yes, I do know from experience how getting hit by that feels.)
I knew what would make Kyle truly happy, but it would most likely just drive him further away from me. I didn't even care. He didn't deserve someone as shitty as me. I knew what I had to do to make things right.
Can anyone guess what he's gonna do? (If not, you're just going to have to wait and find out :p)
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