A/N
Today as been a good day for me, my husband found collectable Kenny, Kyle, Stan, and Cartman plush dolls and snatched them up for me I'm loved.
So while I am in a good mood I decided to go ahead and write the next chapter hope you enjoy.
WARNING: This chapter is more mature. You have been warned.
(I do not own "South Park" or anything that goes with it.)
Chapter 11
Stan's P.O.V.
No, this cant be happening. I can still hear Kyle screaming out. I know I am imagining it since my eyes are closed. I need to wake up; I need to help the others. But if this is the last time I am going to hear his voice then I don't want to wake. Facing reality doesn't sound good to me, because reality is worse than hell. I seen Bebe point the gun and pull the trigger, then I seen Kyle shit his eyes so tight and I did to. I want to hate her, so much. But I don't. Kyle wanted her to take his life so she could keep hers. Oh god my heart hurts. His screaming continues and I hear him calling my name. I want to call back to him. I want him to come find me and take me with him. This is too much for me to handle but I feel some one shaking me trying to wake me up. No! I can't loose the only part of him I have left I start calling out his name to let him know I'm here, I hear him and I won't leave him... "Stan!" yes Kyle, it is me I can hear you, please Kyle don't let me loose you, "Stan!" I feel my body start to wake up and I am trying my best to fight it because Kyles calling for me. He wants me here. "Stan, please!" My eyes open and they burn, I feel dizzy when my hands shoot up to hold my head. "No let me go, I don't want to do this anymore I want to be with Kyle!" I'm screaming out loud to any one who can help me. "Then turn around baby, look at me... please." My hear stops and I take a deep breath, that's his voice. It may be cracked and it sounds raw but that's Kyle. Why can I still hear him? I slowly turn around and look up at the screen. "Kyle... how…" there he is sitting there pale as a ghost and crying more tears than I have ever seen him cry before. But he's never been so beautiful and I have never in my life had such emotion run threw my body like this. My shaky knees fail me and I fall to the floor clutching my stomach." The gun… it was filled with blanks." I hear Ike whisper in the background. "Well know that was an unexpected twist wasn't it!" I hate that voice. Than man will suffer, he is the one who tried to take Kyle away from me. I wipe my eyes with my sleeve and run a hand threw my raven hair. "You sick fuck I am going to fucking kill you I swear it." I say with a steady voice looking straight into the camera. The man stops chuckling looks right back at me. "Oh come on now, it was just a little fun." He says with a smirk plastered on his face. "Fun! You think that was fun! You fucking bastard ..." I stopped yelling when some one came and kneeled in front of me blocking my view. Craig looked me in the eyes while holding his left had carefully in a makeshift bandage by a jacket. "I am sorry you had to go threw that. It must have been scary; I couldn't imagine watching that happen to Tweek." This isn't like him to say something like that. But I couldn't agree with him more. "It was the scariest thing ive ever been threw in my entire life." Im shaking right now and he nods his head adding "You must be pretty pissed off. I know I am, but Stan while Kyle is still tied up in that chair the last thing you want is to make that man mad again. So just do what he wants because loosing a few fingers is better than loosing a life." After he says this he stands up and sits back into his chair looking at Tweek. I turn my attention on the small red headed boy sitting in his chair silently crying and trying to hide his face in his shoulder and block the camera with his hair. He's never been so broken. Craig's right, for Kyle's safety I need to calm down and go along with this. "What now?" I say into the camera standing up. I see him tying a hysterical Bebe back up to her chair and placing a cloth back around her mouth. "Right now I am exhausted. I'm telling you running a show isn't as easy as it looks, especially with brats like you." This must mean another break. Another break means time to work out a plan. But it also means time where we won't be able to see them anymore. The red headed man slips off his coat and hangs it on the back of Bebes chair, he's wearing a white button down shirt you can see threw his shirt how he's a very slim man. Walking back in front of the camera he says "I do love break time anyways, but this time we may make it two hours. Because I am telling you when my friend told me about what fun this young man could be I never imagined some one like him. The way he screams is just beautiful." What on earth is this guy talking about? The man turns around and heads for Dylan's chair. Dylan starts to shake his head when the man grabs him by the jaw and forces him to stair into the camera. Evan is standing in a matter of second's right beside me. "Leave him alone." He says with a voice that I can't tell if it's more damaged by smoking or crying. The evil man laughs and leans down into Dylan's personal space right beside his ear and whispers loud enough so that we can hear "Why on earth would I do that. We haven't even got to the good stuff yet." The man licks the shell of his ear and Evan starts to yell for the man to stop. You can hear multiple voices in threw the speakers asking the man to quit. "He's been threw enough now please sir just leave him alone." I turn and see Henrietta standing beside Evan her hand resting on his shoulder. "He hasn't been threw anything silly girl. He's just shown me a few tricks with his pretty mouth and being the gentle man that I am I returned the favor. Isn't that right cutie?" Dylan's face is red enough to match the streaks in his hair and he tries to look away but his kidnappers grip forces him to look into the camera. You can see him struggling against his ties saying "Jesus Christ p-please just freaking stop. I'm fucking begging you." His voice is low and whiney, but who can blame him. I want to look away but I can't so I try to just watch Kyle but he's still hiding his face. I look back when Henri gasped and there's a hand reaching the front of Dylan's shirt and I can't believe I am seeing this. "Stop fucking touching him!" Evan screams and he sounds like a mad man. "Oh, but why he is so cute! I mean, I guess I could always go for the younger one…" He looks to Georgie and the younger Goths eyes widen but he stays silent. Henrietta just stares at the screen with tears streaming down her cheeks and her hand covering her mouth. "No… don't do that. Use me." Dylan is speaking in a harsh whisper staring at the Georgie who turns away to star at the wall as tears silently drip down his face and he's biting his lip so hard I am sure its bleeding. "Oh Dyl, I'm so fucking s-sorry." Evan starts breaking downs as the man starts to slide his hand lower and lean his face into Dylan's neck. "I was hoping you would let me keep playing with you, your body shape reminds me of a woman. But your scent is more intoxicating than a lady could ever dream of possessing." I feel like im going to puke. Why this one is is silent. The others on the screen are all facing the opposite direction from the two. I look around the small study to see every one else doing the same, so with one last look at the screen I see the mans hand slide lower than I ever hoped it to while Dylan is holding back whimpers his chest rising and falling at a fast pace. I turn around and sit on the floor putting my face in my hands. "Snap." Oh god, that was a button. "Please stop this. He doesn't deserve it" Evan is pleading with the man in the most pathetic voice I have ever herd and its heart breaking. His begging goes ignored though and then you can all hear Dylan gasp. "hahh- fuck. Evan t-turn around now. And cover your uh ears please!" I think every one in the room is silently spilling there tears. "I won't…" Evan whispers but he falls to the ground holding his cane. "Oh let him watch, beside its almost time for our break" The mans voice is muffled and I really don't want to think about it to much. "Mm, stop, oh stop please. Evan fucking turn around f-for me!" Dylan's voice sounds so big but so broken and I cover my own ears with my hands with a start to hear suppressed noises. This is disgusting, what did we do to deserve this? I open one of my eyes when I feel something fall beside me. It's Evan he's facing the opposite way with his eyes shit tight and hands over his ears curling into himself. I reach out to put one hand over his shoulders and to my surprise he leans into it. So I remove my other hand from my ears and pull him to my chest. I can hear the horrible noises again and there getting worse. "ahh" I put my hands over Evans to help him block out something no lover should ever have to hear. Then there's a strange click sound and the noise is gone. Very slowly I turn my head to look at the screen and it's black. Its time for another break
A/N
Hope you enjoyed this!
Next chapter you will find out about there plan!