-Chapter 10-

A Proper Ending (Epilogue)

About a year had passed since Kyle had chosen to confront Stan at his house, and the two were still not talking to each other. Actually, the two had become so depressed that they had chosen to commit suicide.

Well, that's one way things could have turned out. But luckily, neither of them had done that. What actually happened isn't even close to doing such a thing.

Of course, as the two had not been talking, they were never seen with the same people. Kyle was usually seen with Kenny, as well as Cartman at times, while Stan was normally seen with Butters. The two wouldn't speak to each other unless they found it was necessary, which was fairly rare.

That was until Kyle happened to find a certain book. And no, I'm not talking about a Death Note, as that'd be completely crazy.

No, this particular book looked like it'd be someone's notebook. Yet their name wasn't written on the front of it. However, Kyle did notice something similar to a bookmark in it, and turned to the page that was marked.

The page had writing on it, meaning that whoever it belonged to used it to write something. To see if he could tell whose book it was, Kyle started reading it.

'I don't get it. I hate him yet love him at the same time. Every time that I try to forget him, he ends up being the only thing I can think of. I haven't even spoken to him since he came to my house and tried to apologize. Maybe if I had actually listened to him...'

Kyle had only read this much of the book to realize it was someone's diary. If it wasn't for the fact that what was written sounded familiar to Kyle, he'd of thought it was some girl's diary. Yet there was only one person that came to his mind after reading this. But it couldn't actually belong to...? No, it's probably a coincidence, Kyle thought. But he kept on reading, just to make sure.

'Either way, I know he probably won't try to talk to me. I did throw that picture at him, after all. And I yelled at him too, if that helps any.

'I think the only other time I've felt this horrible was after the first time Wendy had broken up with me, and that was eight years ago. Maybe I should go and apologize to him for what I did. After all, Kyle probably felt horrible enough, and I probably made him feel worse than he did before.'

Kyle merely stood there in shock, and re-read all of this to make sure that what he had read the first time was right. After the third time of reading this, he closed the diary. He had found out two things: first off, this was clearly Stan's diary. The second thing he had found out was that Stan still had feelings for him, yet chose to keep quiet about it.

Though now Kyle had a reason to speak to Stan.

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Like usual, Stan was sitting with Butters outside the school at lunch, while Kenny and Cartman were sitting on the other side of the stairwell waiting for Kyle. When Kyle had actually come out of the school though, he walked towards Stan and Butters.

"Um... Stan?" Kyle started, clearly sounding nervous. Stan quickly turned around, but looked a bit disappointed after seeing who it was.

"Did you want something?" Stan asked.

"Um..." Kyle actually didn't know how to start. He had thought over the best possible answers in his head before this, but he couldn't bring himself to say anything. So, instead, he said, "Do you think I could talk to you?" Stan merely looked at him, and motioned for Butters to follow. Of course, as soon as Kyle saw this, he said to Butters, "I actually wanted to talk to him alone." Butters sat back down after this, while Stan and Kyle walked into the school.

After they had gotten somewhere where they were unlikely to be overheard, Stan started by saying, "What the hell do you want now?"

"I found something of yours," was the best response Kyle could think of. Stan's expression quickly went from angry to confused, as he couldn't remember anything he might have lost. Seeing this, Kyle pulled out the diary from his book bag.

"Where...?" Stan had started to say, still confused. He honestly didn't drop something as important as a diary, did he? To make sure that it wasn't his, he started looking through his own book bag. But his diary wasn't in it.

Oh shit, Stan thought. He's read it. I know he did. How else would he know that it was mine?

After realizing this, he slowly took the book from Kyle. He then looked at the diary, then Kyle. He repeated this a couple more times before saying, "How much of this did you read?"

"I only read whatever it was you last wrote in there," Kyle said, and Stan could tell he was being honest. But then again, he was still a bit annoyed that of all people to find his diary, it had been Kyle. When he thought this over a couple of times though, he realized that it would have been worse if it was Cartman, as he probably would have told everyone as to what was in it.

Finally, after about five minutes of silence had passed, Stan mumbled, "Thanks, I guess." He turned to walk away, but he was stopped by Kyle.

"Stan, what you wrote... is it true?" he asked.

Stan turned to face Kyle, who was holding his right wrist. Yes, Kyle, all of it's true, and I'm a complete idiot for doing what I did, Stan had thought to himself. Instead of saying this to Kyle though, he merely replied with, "Yeah, it is. What does it matter to you anyways?"

While Kyle was trying his best to smile, Stan could tell that this wasn't the greatest answer he could have given. Taking this in, he said, "Look, I'm sorry, okay? I'm still bothered by that whole thing from last year."

Technically, two things had happened last year: there had been that time that Stan had woken up at the hospital, and then there was the incident involving him throwing a picture at Kyle, which had led to how they were now. Kyle pointed this out to Stan, who stated that the first one of the two was the one he was talking about.

Remembering what had happened, Kyle said, "I was a complete idiot for saying that I didn't believe you then."

"You had a perfectly good reason. Or, at least I think you did, anyways."

"I wouldn't have tried to apologize if I didn't," Kyle pointed out.

"You did apologize. I just acted like a complete asshole and didn't accept it then," Stan replied.

"I... wait," Kyle paused, not knowing if he had heard Stan correctly, "What did you say?"

"I said that you apologized to me, and that I accept it." Stan noticed that Kyle was still holding his wrist, but he didn't care much. It wasn't like he was going somewhere anytime soon. He also saw that Kyle was spaced out, so, taking his fee hand, Stan waved it in his friend's face and said, "Hello? Kyle? Are you there?"

Kyle still stood there, not doing anything. Or so Stan thought. But after a few seconds he could tell that Kyle was tightening his grip on his wrist. Maybe it was his way of seeing if this was a dream?

"Kyle, what are you doing?" Stan didn't get anything back except for Kyle still holding his wrist, with his arm feeling more and more like it was going to break.

"Stop, Kyle," Stan said painfully, though he was still feeling more and more pain by the second. Eventually, he bit Kyle's arm, which caused him to let go of Stan.

Looking at his own arm, Kyle asked, "What the hell was that for?"

"Hello? You almost broke my wrist, Kyle!"

"I remember I was a little spaced out just now..."

"Well next time you choose to go and space out or anything, make sure you're not holding some part of me," Stan stated. "I'd like to avoid another visit to the hospital."

"Right," Kyle smiled a little weakly, "Sorry about that."

The two looked around the hallway, and realized that they were still the only two there. Actually, both of them found this a little weird. Kyle had been the first to notice this, and decided to start walking away. When he could tell that Stan was still standing in the same place, he called out, "Hey, are you coming or what?" He could hear Stan laughing at this, and started walking.

The two walked side by side until they had reached the doors that lead outside. Where most of the people at their school were. The two looked at each other, then held on to the other's hand before walking out together, the way they should have been a year ago.

Both Kenny and Cartman saw this, and while Kenny was actually showing how happy he was for the two, Cartman merely looked at Stan and asked, "Why, of all people, would you want the stupid Jew?"

"Shut up, fat ass!" Kyle quickly snapped at Cartman, like usual.

"How about you shut up, Jew? Besides, I was asking Stan, not you," Cartman said back.

"Why don't you stop insulting Kyle for being Jewish? It's starting to get really annoying," Stan stated.

"Not to mention it's getting old," Kenny added.

"How about... no!" Cartman almost yelled at the two of them. Of course, they had expected this response. Even Kyle did, seeing as it'd probably be something that Cartman would insult him for even after they were finished school.

"Fine then," Stan muttered. Turning to Kenny, he said, "You don't care if the two of us leave, do you?" Kenny shook his head to tell Stan that he didn't, and the two started walking off.

Before they almost disappeared from view, Cartman shouted out, "I'd suggest not making out with the Jew, Stan!"

Though barely audible from where they were sitting, Kenny and Cartman heard Kyle yell, "Fuck you, fat ass!" and looked like he was giving Cartman the finger before they couldn't see either Stan or Kyle anymore.

Turning towards Kenny, Cartman said, "I hate you, Kenny."

Like usual, Kenny laughed and replied with, "I hate you too, Cartman. I hate you too."

A/N: Yes, it's finally come to the end of the story XD I was wrting most of this last night, so for those who are unhappy with the ending, then sorry. Of course, if it was good then I'm fine with that :) Maybe now it's reviewing time? Technically, it's the only way to know if this lived up to any sort of expectation haha. Either way, thanks for reading, and I hoped you enjoyed it!