Stan's POV

I walk away after singing that song, adrenaline pumping through my veins from letting out my anger on Kyle. Deep down I know I regret using him as my punching bag especially since we were starting to rebuild our lost friendship, but the betrayal I felt from Wendy and Cartman just reignite my negative feelings towards him.

I hear footstep behind me, I know Kyle's probably chasing after me. I quicken my pace to my room and put all my force onto the door, slamming it shut if it had not been stopped by Kyle.

"Stan listen to me! I'm SORRY!" That's the first thing he cries out to me. I know I'm the one being a dick here, but I couldn't stop. I know what I'm doing is wrong but it feels like I should. I feel like I should make him suffer for those 8 years of loneliness and rejection.

When he see no reaction out of me, he catches his breath before continuing, "I'm sorry that I didn't come back for you. I'm sorry that I took you, our friendship, all of it for granted. You weren't the only one that lost his best friend that day!" His expression not only shows remorse, but also frustration of being wronged.

That's not fair, he still had Kenny and Tweek. He still had the familiarity of South Park. I had nothing but a broken dysfunctional family and a sister that wanted me dead.

"Yes! I abandoned you that day. I was an asshole and I've regretted it every time I walked by your old house and you weren't beside me saying goodbye as you go back home." His voice cracking and I can see tears now forming in the corners of his eyes, he's begging for my forgiveness… "I'm so sorry that our friendship ended up like this… Can you please give me another chance to fix it?"

Damn it, I don't care how mad I am at him, I hate seeing Kyle cry. Seeing him like this almost makes me break my resolve but that one burning question is keeping me from falling apart.

"Answer me this Kyle, why? Why in 8 years you've never tried to patch things up? Why didn't you come find me when I couldn't leave Denver?"

Kyle pauses and just stares at me completely stunned, like I just told him that the sky wasn't blue.

"…You really don't remember, do you?" He says as he looks at me with sad eyes.

I stay silent, I don't know what he's talking about-

"I DID!" He shouts. "I did try and you… you pushed me away!" He's now looking up at my face in anger and frustration.

What? I pushed him away?!

"Bullshit, when did I do that?" I glare back at him, challenging his statement.

"I. Came. Looking for you." He says in a bold, firm tone that I have never heard from him before. "I found your new number and your address in Denver and I tried to talk to you again but every time you answered you just called me a piece of shit. So I decided to come all the way to Denver to find you-"

"Wait." I stop him. "When did this happen?"

"About 5 years ago." He shallowed heavily before continuing his story, now the anger in his tone died and he continues in a more drearily one, "I'll never forget that day. I knocked on your door but no one answered, all I heard was groaning and shouting. I thought you were in trouble so I broke in, I just saw you sitting there in your room, you were so out of it and when I tried to talk to you, all you did was blame me, blame me for turning you into that."

5 years ago… So it was when I…Oh shit.

He probably sees my expression and realizes that I have pieced it together. "So, yeah. I called your mom and… I'm the reason your mom found out you were an alcoholic. After that, I left…" His eyes now shut tight as a small trail of tears start rolling down his cheeks. "I couldn't face you again now that I saw what I did to you."

I can't believe it. He did try. Kyle came back for me. And I pushed him away from me then acted like the victim… I'm such a fucking jackass.

I pull him over so we could sit on the side of my bed. My mind goes blank as I'm trying to apologize to the one person I've wronged for so long. "Shit, I'm sorry I said that. I didn't mean it."

"Stan, it doesn't matter if you meant it or not, you were right." Kyle opens his eyes and oh god… Tears are pouring out of those big green eyes and down his cheeks now. He looks so vulnerable.

"I was a complete piece of shit." He says in disgust. "I abandoned you and I didn't realize how much it hurt until it happened to me. It was when the PC Frats came to South Park, I didn't agree with their views about Caitlyn Jenner so Randy tied a fucking tree onto me and drew dicks on my face."

"Wait, Randy as in my dad?!" I stop him again, mostly due to shock and a need for confirmation.

"Yeah, turns out he joined the PC bros after he left South Park." He rubs his eyes, trying to stop his tears. "Don't know where they've gone to now."

Aww… Why? Dad, you fucking retard. I would facepalm right then and there if Kyle wasn't crying next to me.

"I'm sorry my dad did that to you." I pinch the bridge of my nose in annoyance of my dad's antic.

"It's not just the PC guys, no one would stand by me and I became so desperate that I trusted an ad and gave her my social security number." He drops his head down in shame as his voice slowly devolves into a faint whisper.

"You gave someone your social security number?!" I cry in shock. Kyle's the smart one in the group, he would never do something so stupid.

"I was desperate Stan!" He groans in regret. "I was so lonely and I thought I could trust her. I'm sorry, Stan. I'm sorry that I made you feel like that and I'm sorry I made you so unhappy."

"You didn't make me unhappy." I turn to the weeping redhead and correct him. "Just because we left on bad terms doesn't mean I don't want you back. I'm sorry what I said hurt you, I was in a really bad place then and I did miss having you in my life. You're my best friend, you'll always be my constant and I want us to be best friends again. Unless you don't want to."

"Of course I want to!" He jumps at my words, giving me hope. "I just didn't…. I thought that you hate me. I thought you'd be mad at me."

"I was, for a while but I'm done being mad." I admit. "I don't want to push you away out of some stupid emotional rage and regret it again. And I don't hate you, Kyle. If I did, I wouldn't have moved in with you. I want us to hang out again, I want us to be friends again."

Now that I've said all I want to say, I never felt lighter and I can feel the tension in the room dissipating. All that's left is Kyle's answer.

"What the fuck happened to us dude? When did we become such girls?"

"When we realized we like dicks?" I joke with a smirk.

Kyle's face turns red in embarrassment before slugging me in the shoulder. "Shut up!"

We start laughing and talking, more like how we used to. For a split second, I don't see that awkward nerdy little redhead I moved in with; I see my best friend again, with his warm smile, his playful laughs and his smartass comebacks.

For the first time in a long time, everything feels right in the world and for the first time in a long time, I feel happy.

Kenny's POV

I smile as I move away from Stan's door, leaving those two alone to catch up on lost time. Tweek and I have been listening in on their conversation, purely for Stan and Kyle's sakes of course.

"I told you they'd eventually work it out." I say with a confident smirk, I wish the Kenny half an hour ago could be just as confident as I am now

"You were right, Kenny." Tweek nods in agreement, not seeing through my façade. "I'm glad it worked out, I haven't heard Kyle laugh like that for a while."

"Same here, Tweeks. Same here."

"Do you think everything will go back to normal now?" He asks.

"It's gonna take some time, even after they solved their issues. But yeah. Everything's gonna back to normal again." Back to the way they were 8 years ago… The thought made me smile.

After we plan on how we're gonna "celebrate" the mending of Stan and Kyle's bromance tomorrow, and by "celebrate" I mean rip the hell out of them and probably make them pay for lunch, we part ways and go back to our rooms.

Before I go to bed, I pull out my phone to send a message.

You're off the hook this time, fatass.

A/N: And now we know the full story of what happened between those two 5 years ago. Now that everything has cleared up, they can finally move pass it c:

Next time we'll be having a time-jump and we'll see how the gang are getting along.

In case of someone didn't get it, Kyle did make attempts to talk to Stan again but his alcoholism was so strong then, he was hardly ever sober so he didn't know or remember that. Once Kyle saw what had become of his best friend after abandoning Stan at his time of need, Kyle felt too guilt-ridden to face him again. Kyle was apologizing for not going to see Stan again after his first visit to Denver.

The support I've been getting for this story is amazing and I love every comment I get, be it good or constructively critical. It will be my birthday in this coming Monday and this story and the love it's been getting has been one of the most awesome gifts I've had. Thanks so much, Loves.

The title was the hardest part because I liked the name and the lyrics of the original song but the music tempo didn't feel right for the moment besides the song I listened to while writing was different, this was the song.

Big Bang- Last Dance (It's Korean): watch?v=JTarVPKYetw

As always, feel free to check out the drama this story is based on, "It's Okay That's Love" by SBS.

Take care, Loves.