I'm finally back! I am sooooo sorry for stopping this story for so long! But I'm writing it again. I sat down to write this about a month ago, but a whole lot of crap came up. I've been really sad lately, too. Also, I just finished my favorite manga, so that also makes me sad. It also makes me bored out of my mind, because now I have absolutely nothing to do. Agh, whatever, I'm sure you all don't care.
ON WITH THE STORY!
Destroyed In Seconds
Chapter number whatever I am too lazy to go and check
Some Chapter That I Don't Feel Like Creating
KYLE POV
I… I can't believe that I… had amnesia. I don't remember that at all. I remember I was sick, and I passed out, and I woke up in Butters' house…
Anyways, Stan is carrying me to my house bridal style, and for some reason every time I try to move any part of my body I get really dizzy.
We arrive at my house and Stan rings the doorbell, and Ike opens the door.
"What happened? Why are you carrying him? What's going on?" He says immediately when he sees Stan holding me.
"Kyle got his memory back!"
"Really? Wait, but why are you carrying him?"
"I can't walk. For some reason every time I move I get really dizzy… Where's mom? And dad? I wanna figure out what's going on."
"H-hold on. Stan, maybe you should set Kyle down on the couch…"
Stan sets me down on the couch and my mom and dad run into the room.
"Kyle! Do you really remember everything?"
"Y-yeah. But, can someone please explain to me what's going on?"
They explain everything that's happened right before my amnesia, and what happened during my amnesia, though Stan seems to have something to say that shouldn't be said in front of my family.
So, I only remembered Stan? He seems to think it was the most adorable thing ever.
I don't know, it kinda sounds like something out of some cheesy romance novel or something. Maybe I'm just getting embarrassed…
"Kyle, I'm sure this is a lot to take in all at once. Maybe you should go upstairs and rest, you don't look so well…" my mom says.
I try to stand up, and succeed this time, but after a couple of seconds, lose my balance and begin to fall. Stan catches me and lifts me up again, carrying me up the stairs and into my bedroom.
"Hey, Stan, it kinda seems like you're hiding something from me."
"Well, yeah, kinda, but not really. I just didn't want to say it in front of your parents. Do you remember when we had that fight over that secret? Well, I kinda found it out while you had amnesia…"
"You looked through my stuff?"
"No! You went through your diary to find out more about yourself and found the poetry. You asked me what it was and that's how I found out."
"O-oh. I'm sorry for yelling at you."
"That's okay. Oh, and one more thing. You told me you were in love with me. But don't worry, I said it right back to you. Kyle, I love you so much. I will always love you."
"Y-you mean it? I know I already said this but I don't remember it anyways, so I'll say it again. Stan, I love you too."
Is it just me, or is my life becoming really cliché?
KENNY POV
I…
I have no idea what just happened.
Butters and I were making out, and all of a sudden a bullet came out of nowhere, and went straight through my chest.
I didn't die though… I'm in a coma, I think. I can hear people talking, and machinery noises and the beeping of one of those heart monitor things, but I can't open my eyes, or move, or talk.
The worst is I'm being forced to listen to Butters' crying.
"K-kenny, please wake up, I can't lose you. I-I finally feel special, I feel so special when you're with me. Please, don't die Kenny! I need you! You're the first person who has ever cared! Please, wake up!" I hear Butters say. I can't just sit around and wait to wake up! If I had just died, I would already be back! I wouldn't have to hear Butters cry! Butters wouldn't be heartbroken! I need to just die so Butters can stop crying!
Please, God, just kill me!
BUTTERS POV
Why Kenny of all people? Kenny is the most amazing person I know and he doesn't deserve to be in a coma. I should've gotten shot, not him. I'm worthless, Kenny is amazing. I won't be able to live with myself if he dies, He has to wake up!
I don't know what I'd do if he wasn't here with me anymore.
Yeah, it's short but I honestly don't really know where this is going. Eh, whatever. That's all for now. It really sucked, I'm sorry.
