Disclaimer: I don't own South Park............but you never know.........

A/N: Ok, I got some pretty good reviews, so I updated. I am aware that the plot is not "original", but I don't care.

Stan could sense there was something wrong. He ran over to Kyle's house. He knew Kyle was doing something dangerous, he could just feel it. Stan ran into the house, it looked like no one was home, but he could hear movement upstairs. The black haired boy walked up to Kyle's room. Stan's blue eyes widened when he saw Kyle kneeling on the floor, holding a gun to his head.

"Kyle...w-what..." Stan tried to speak but no words came out. He was in shock.

"I can't live anymore Stan," Kyle began. "No one cares anymore."

"Kyle, I care." Stan had tears in his eyes now. "We are best friends, Kyle, I don't want to loose you." Kyle dropped the gun and sobbed. Stan came over and wrapped his arms around Kyle.

"It's okay, Kyle, I'm here now." Stan guided Kyle to the bed and both sat down.

"I can't stand myself, I don't know what to do anymore, my life sucks," Kyle said in between sobs.

"Kyle, you have a great life."

"No I don't, Stan, my parents are getting a divorce and... and... I think I'm gay. "What?" Stan said, a little shocked.

"I'm gay, Stan."

"Oh," Stan said flatly, knowing in his mind that he was questioning his sexuality himself. "Look, Kyle, that doesn't matter as long as it doesn't effect our friendship."

"It won't," Kyle said.

"Why don't we just go to sleep for now," Stan suggested. "What? You're staying here?" Kyle asked.

"I have to, I need to make sure you don't try to kill yourself."

The two boys climbed into Kyle's bed. Kyle took his shirt and shoes off. Stan noticed the many cuts on Kyle's chest and arms. Tears started forming in Stan's eyes again. He hated to see Kyle like this. The redhead noticed his the look in his friend's eyes.

"I know they're bad, I was angry... and..." Kyle just sighed. Stan pulled Kyle down onto the mattress. "Go to sleep, Kyle, it's gonna be alright. Kyle felt safe in Stan's arms. He felt like everything was going to be okay. For once in a long time, Kyle smiled and fell asleep.

The next morning the two boys were in the bed spooning. Both woke up at the same time, realizing what they had been doing. All they could do was look at each other and blush. Neither one was sure what to say, but they both knew how they felt.

Well, that was chapter 2. I hope you people don't think it sucks. If you review, I will keep writing. No flames please!

-PoisonCherry69