Stan was at Kyle's house watching TV with him on his bed. He looked
at the clock—1:45am. "Hey, Kyle, I better go home. It's getting late."
"Your sister's the only one there, isn't she?"
"Yeah. Why?"
"Well, I was just thinking you could stay here tonight."
"Well... OK. I don't think Shelly will miss me too much." They both laughed.
Kyle gave Stan some of his pajamas to put on, and they both changed clothes. Stan had planed on taking a shower, but he just didn't feel like it. They both went back to watching TV.
Stan hated TV now. Especially Terrance & Philip. He pretended to like that show when he was little, but he couldn't any more. "Can we watch something else?"
Kyle tilted his head in surprise. "You want to watch something different than Terrance and Phillip?"
Stan nodded.
Kyle handed him the remote control and stared at him.
Stan cut off the TV. "Look, can we just talk or something?"
"Yeah, I guess we can just.... talk. About what?"
"I'm really sorry I haven't talked to you in so long. I just...... I don't know. I just feel like some kind of monster or something.... I LOOK like some kind of monster. You know my dad left. And now my mother has two jobs. But did you know that Shelley tries to beat me to death sometimes? I lay in bed almost every night and cry... And I feel so weak. So helpless. I mean, I'm constantly hungry and stuff.... Well I don't know what I mean and...." his voice tuned into a cry.
"It's OK, Stan," Kyle said, putting his arms around him.
Stan cried for almost two hours, still in Kyle's arms. Every sense his dad left, his mother was never around. He became such a rebel, and Kenny and Cartman never cared about him. He thought Kyle wouldn't care either.... And now he had someone to cry to.
When Stan stopped Crying, Kyle was about to cry, too. He had no idea what his best friend had been through.
Stan fell asleep in Kyle's arms. It wasn't that they were gay. Stan just needed someone to talk to. 'Or ARE we gay?' Stan asked himself. 'NO!!! We CAN'T be gay! Were just REALLY GOOD FRIENDS!' he thought, almost out loud. Almost screaming. He took Kyle's hand in his and fell asleep.
"Your sister's the only one there, isn't she?"
"Yeah. Why?"
"Well, I was just thinking you could stay here tonight."
"Well... OK. I don't think Shelly will miss me too much." They both laughed.
Kyle gave Stan some of his pajamas to put on, and they both changed clothes. Stan had planed on taking a shower, but he just didn't feel like it. They both went back to watching TV.
Stan hated TV now. Especially Terrance & Philip. He pretended to like that show when he was little, but he couldn't any more. "Can we watch something else?"
Kyle tilted his head in surprise. "You want to watch something different than Terrance and Phillip?"
Stan nodded.
Kyle handed him the remote control and stared at him.
Stan cut off the TV. "Look, can we just talk or something?"
"Yeah, I guess we can just.... talk. About what?"
"I'm really sorry I haven't talked to you in so long. I just...... I don't know. I just feel like some kind of monster or something.... I LOOK like some kind of monster. You know my dad left. And now my mother has two jobs. But did you know that Shelley tries to beat me to death sometimes? I lay in bed almost every night and cry... And I feel so weak. So helpless. I mean, I'm constantly hungry and stuff.... Well I don't know what I mean and...." his voice tuned into a cry.
"It's OK, Stan," Kyle said, putting his arms around him.
Stan cried for almost two hours, still in Kyle's arms. Every sense his dad left, his mother was never around. He became such a rebel, and Kenny and Cartman never cared about him. He thought Kyle wouldn't care either.... And now he had someone to cry to.
When Stan stopped Crying, Kyle was about to cry, too. He had no idea what his best friend had been through.
Stan fell asleep in Kyle's arms. It wasn't that they were gay. Stan just needed someone to talk to. 'Or ARE we gay?' Stan asked himself. 'NO!!! We CAN'T be gay! Were just REALLY GOOD FRIENDS!' he thought, almost out loud. Almost screaming. He took Kyle's hand in his and fell asleep.