"- - Alright 'll be over there in a few minneutes" I tell Cartman on the phone.
"Kay. Hurry your jew ass up the show is almost starting"
"I will."
"Uhkay. bye."
"Love you"
"love you too" he mumbles.
I smile, He's always shy about saying that,
Its acctually kind of cute.
I grab my pencil and write down the last few sentances of my homework then I'm
Heading off to Cartman's.
RIIING.
I pick up the phone.
"hello?"
"Kyle?" I heard Stan's voice.
"Oh, um hey Stan"
"Can I meet you outside?"
"Acctually No I cant right now"
"Why? you meeting someone?"
"No.. why?"
"We need to talk" Stan said slowly
Oh god.. why does his voice sound like that?!
I felt like someone sucked up all my air and all was left was
this pit in my stomach.
"Uh.." I studder
"What about?" I ask
Oh fuck.. he knows.
I knew this would happen..
I dont think I can breathe.
"I think you know what I'm talking about, Kyle."
I panicked, I started pacing around my room
I could hear my heart beating through my ears.
THIS CANT BE HAPPENING!!
"I dont know what your talking about" I lie.
"I think you do" Stan's voice got aggresive.
"No I dont." I lie again.
"you can stop lying to me."
"I'm not lying to you."
I heard stan let out a frustrated sigh.
"Look, meet me in the alley"
"The alley behind the school?"
"yeah"
"um... ok."
Stan hung up.
I froze.
I couldnt move.
This cant really be happening.
Oh my god.
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP
The phone beeped in my ear
I hung up the phone.
I slowly sat on the bed and put my head in my hands.
My face got hot.. Hot tears streamed down my face.
"This cant be happening" I sobbed
I walked towards Stan in the Alley,
He stod there waiting a few feet away from me.
His arms were crossed and he looked angry.
The closer I get to him, the more I realize this is not a dream.
I didnt even bother calling Cartman telling him I wont be comming over.
I didnt care about that.
I dont care about anything right now except for this.
I heart paced faster and my face felt cold from washing it off
from my tears before I left.
I finnaly get up to Stan.
We stod there starring at eachother.
He stares at me with Angry eyes but says nothing.
I deserve whatever he tells me, I thought to myself.
We didnt say a word.
We just starred at eachother.
Then Stan finnaly spoke
"Kyle, Let me ask you a question."
I nooded.
"Were you cheating on me?"
I know now I should tell him the truth.
But.. I couldnt get myself to do it.
I look into his sad sorrow eyes and I cant
addmitt to him I betrayed him.
"No I didnt." I answer.
Stan is still frowning with his arms crossed.
"I think you did. I think you know you did, and your not telling me."
My chest burned
"I'm not and was never cheating on you.
I have no fucking idea what your talking about." I lie.
Stan remained with his arm's crossed and a harsh, painful
look on his face.
"You cant get red marks from neck massagers." He said plainly.
I know.
"Yes you can" I lied.
Stan sighed.
"No Kyle, You cant."
I felt like someone stuck a sharp needle through my chest.
"Yes you can, It's an old one. and its so fucking crappy
That it does leave marks."
Stan's look didnt change
"Someone told me they cant"
I frown, "Well maybe that someone is wrong!"
Stan's frustrated looked, Soffened a bit.
"What about the boxers in your room?"
Stan asked quietly then he was before.
I sighed, "I told you, I wanted to try something new."
Stan looked down.
He was silent.
My heart thumps as I wait for him to say his next word.
Maybe I should have told him the truth..
I looked sadly to the ground.
I Cant.
Stan reached inside his pocket and grabbed a folded piece of paper.
He opened it.
"I found this on my door this morning."
He handed it to me.
I opened it
kyle is cheating on you
-unknown
I stared down at the paper.
Son of a bitch.
Who wrote this?!
Oh fuck..
"Stan.." I started to say.
NOW! TELL HIM! HE DESERVES THE TRUTH!
HE DESERVES TO KNOW WHAT AN AWFUL PERSON I AM!
My consious told me.
"I.." I start to say.
I grasp for words.
I feel tears begging to roar down my face.
But i refuse to cry.
TELL HIM!
I studder,
I look at Stan, My first boyfriend.
My first real boyfriend,
The one I had loved it seemed like forever.
The one who trusted me, Cared for me, Loved me.
how am I suppose to look him in the eye and tell him
What I had done?
I cant do it.
"I dont know who did this.. but it's not true." I said.
Stan looked down to the ground.
Neither of us spoke.
We spent a minneute of me stareing at Stan who looked to the ground.
Stan's eyes begin to water.
"I..I knew you couldnt have done it."
A tear rolled down his face.
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry" He cried into his hands.
I walked up and hugged him, Stan cried in my arms.
A pang of relief went through my stomach, But then was replaced with guilt.
I should have told him.. I should have told him.
Me and Stan spent about an hour in the medow,
A medow that was right next to the alley.
We laid in the weeds, But we didnt care.
Stan was holding me in his arms, He wasent crying as bad as he was before
But He still sobbed quietly.
I sadly held onto him.
I regreat lying to him.
I know I should have told him the truth.
Stan's the most wounderful guy Ive ever met in my life,
He atleast deserves it.
Stan held onto me tighter, looking up at the sky.
"I'm sorry I thought you cheated."
I looked to the side.
You shouldnt be.
"I should have known you would never do that to me.
I guess, so many things came up and I just had this feeling."
I felt like I heart was bleeding, Like it was ripped open.
and blood was pouring down into my stomach and It burned.
"Its Ok" I managed to say.
He held me and we looked up at the sky,
for about three more hours.
I thought about it long and hard in silence.
I have to tell him.
Right now.
This isnt right, It will hurt him,
But It would hurt him even more if he knew
I had a chance to tell him before but I continued lying.
I didnt want too.. But I know its the right thing to do.
"Stan.. I have to tell you something."
I sighed,
"God this is hard to say.." I grumble.
Everything inside told me not to tell him but I know I have too.
I cant do this anymore.
"But.. You were right." I close my eyes,
Waiting for him to say 'about what?'
My body stod stiff still, I knew I have to tell him.
He didnt answer.
"Stan?" I looked down at him,
and he was fast asleep in my arms.
I sighed.
I should have told him.
The next Day, I for once in a long time,
Waited for Stan to come out to walk to the bus stop.
It never occered to me what I'm suppose to tell Cartman about
not being at his house yesterday.
It didnt care.
Stan smiled when He saw me waiting for him.
I smiled back.
He ran outiside and up to me,
He kissed me on the cheek, and I blushed.
We walked to the bus stop.
When Cartman looked our way, he looked shocked,
almost angry I think.
Cartman crossed his arms.
"Hey Kenny, Hey Cartman" Stan smiled at them.
I gave a nervous smile to Cartman, Who scowled at me in return.
He cant be mad at me for walking with Stan.
He knows I have to pretend to be dateing Stan for awhile longer.
Why the fuck didnt you say it yesterday?!
I thought angry at myself.
Cartman looked at Stan and rolled his eyes.
"What?" Stan asked him confuessed.
"Nothing." He mumbles quietly.
Stan then turned to me,
"Oh hey, I didnt take notes in our first class.
I didnt know we had too. can I borrow some of yours?"
"Our teacher said we had to use our own notes only."
"I know but pleeease? for your boyfriend?" He waved his eyelashes at me.
I quickly looked at cartman who had fury in his eyes.
Stan can never tell, beacuse he's to gullible,
But I can tell when Cartman's pissed off..and thats the look he's giving us right now.
I looked at Stan and laughed nervously,
"uh, Ok" I said quickly
"Thanks" Stan smiled and kissed me on the cheek.
I noticed from the corner of my eye, Cartman tighten his fists.
I hate doing this in front of him.
Kenny looked From Cartman to Stan grinning.
He knew exactly what is going on.
Then It hit me..
Kenny was the only one who knows about me and Cartman.
..He must have wrote that note.
I clutched onto my hands, hidding the anger I now felt looking at him.
That bastard.
It was him.
He had to have done it.
I'm going to fucking kill him.
I have given Kenny evil looks every chance I got,
I wanted him to know I was pissed.
Not like he noticed.
Wait till I tell Cartman, He's going to get so pissed.
Acctually judgeing by his look he already looks pretty mad over something.
probably just in a bad mood, I decided.
Kenny is in my forth Class.
In history, was talking about slavery and the underground
railroad. As if I haddent heard this about a thosand times before.
I quietly rip out a piece of paper from my notebook, and write on my lap.
Carefully so Mr. Thompsan doesnt see me. He's not as oblivious as my other teachers.
I take out a pen
Your going to fucking die
-k
I folded the paper and handed it behind me to Kevin Ryner.
"Can you pass this to Kenny?" I whisper.
Kevin raised his eyebrow, "Why? Is he your new lover?"
I clenched my teeth, and frown "WHAT?" I greed
"You know, sense your a fag and all is he your new lover?"
I Develop a ball of rage inside my stomach
"YOU--" I begin to say, probably a bit to loudly.
Then I heard someone infront of me.
"Is there a promblem here?"
I turn and everyone else
was looking at me.
"Uh.. no" I answer.
"Mind telling me whats going on?" He asked.
"He was trying to pass me a note and I said No, Mr. Thompson doesnt allow note
passing in the classroom but he kept asking." Kevin gestured towards me.
That son of a bitch. LIAR!
"I DID NOT SAY THAT!" I yell at Kevin,
"He's lying!" I say to Mr. Thompson.
Mr. Thompsan holds out his hand, "Let me see the note kyle."
I froze.
"What?"
"The note, hand it over to me."
Damn it.
I slowly hand the note over to .
He opened it
"Your going to fucking die." He read aloud.
I sunk in my chair,
looking around at everyone who was now stareing at me.
frowned.
He Slowly Folded the note and looked at me.
"Kyle broflovski this is not appropriate behavior.
Now who were you going to pass this too?"
"Nobody!" I quickly answer
"He was going to pass it to Kenny Mcormick" I heard Kevin behind me.
I held onto my desk.
I fucking hate Kevin.
I looked at kenny who looked hurt and confussed.
"Meph?" (me?) he asked.
He looked at me.
Look at him acting all inocent.
He knows what he did
I thought harshly.
"Kyle, I'm sending you to after school detention,
I have to addmit you are one of my smartest students,
and I am very dissapointed in your actions." He said.
I looked down at my desk.
"Moving along" said walking back up to the chalk board
"Can anyone tell me What year harriet tubmen was born?"
I grumbled off to lunch after history,
I knew Kenny was following me.
I pretended I didnt notice,
"mph" (hey) Kenny slowly, walking next to me
Kenny toke off his hood.
"Why were you gunna pass that note to me?"
I rolled my eyes,
"You know what you did" I said Harshly and still walking.
"huh?"
I stopped walking.
Kenny would just pretend he didnt know what I was talking about.
"That note! That fucking note you left on Stan's door yesterday!"
"What note?" Kenny looked at me confused.
I frowned
"You know exactly what I'm talking about"
"No I dont! what note!" He asked me.
"UGGHHH!" I sighed loudly,
"Well if your going to act like you dont know anything, fine.
But dont even talk to me!"
I said stalking off.
Leaving kenny Standing there.
I quickly looked back at him when I turned at the corner.
He looked shocked and confused.
I glared, He can pretend all he wants.
We both know what he did.
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