A/N: Sorry I didn't update sooner, but school has consumed most of my life. But anyways, this will be the end, but I'm making an alternate ending because there's a lot of ways this story could end. Thank you to everyone who reviewed the last chapter. Review this one too.
Kyle stared at the computer screen, a lot of things were racing through his mind. He wondered if he should respond, but then again, what would he say? Kyle figured he'd just wait, but he had to tell Stan, they told each other everything, it was just like that. He really didn't know what to do in this situation or what his true feelings were toward either boy. It made Kyle wish he was nine again and there was nothing he like this he had to worry about. But things change and people change, or at least, for Christophe's sake, that was what Kyle hoped.
The next day, Kyle's worries hadn't left him, but they became more bearable when he saw Stan's face. The spent most of the afternoon playfully wrestling in Stan's room, filled with giggles and kisses.
"Stan, you know I love you right?" Kyle asked, caressing Stan's face.
"Yeah."
"And you love me right?" Kyle questioned again.
"Yeah…" Stan cocked an eyebrow, not sure where his boyfriend was getting at.
"Good, cause I have to tell you something. But promise me you won't get mad."
"Why? What is it?"
"Well, I got an email from Christophe yesterday…" Kyle said, uneasily, unable to meet Stan's gaze.
"What did it say?"
"Just how he misses me and stuff…" the redhead replied.
"Oh, so does that mean you're…" Stan didn't finish his sentence, he was unable to, but Kyle knew what he was thinking.
"Sorry you had to hear all that, but I don't know what I'm gonna do, I didn't respond back yet."
Stan just sighed and wrapped his arms around the other boy. All Stan could do was be there for Kyle in his time of need. Kyle hugged Stan back, loving Stan for being so understanding and for not jumping to conclusions. He went home that night feeling better he had told Stan, but not feeling so good about what was going to happen in their relationship. It was all he could think about as he signed on to the internet. His stomach tied in knots as he saw Christophe has sent him another message. He laid a trembling hand on the mouse and dragged the cursor up and clicked on the message.
Kyle,
I'm coming to see you. I can only stay for a day. I just want to clear some things up with you. I'm not asking you to get back together with me, I just want forgiveness. I'll see you soon,
-Christophe
If Kyle could, he would stop Christophe form coming, but he knew it was too late.
Kyle, again, suffered another sleepless night.
The redhead stepped outside early the next morning. He had to meet his former boyfriend at his old house. No one had moved in yet and luckily Christophe still had the key. It was the only place they were able to talk with no distractions. Kyle approached the house to find Christophe leaning against the side wall, smoking. Kyle came closer.
"Hey," he said, lightly kicking a pebble on the ground. Christophe just nodded, acknowledging the boy's presence.
"Let's go inside."
Kyle followed Christophe inside. And so they stood, facing each other in an empty, dusty room. Christophe let out a deep sigh before speaking.
"Why did you come, Kyle?"
"What do you mean?"
"After all I did to you, everything I must have put you through…and yet you're here. Why?"
This statement made him think, if he was with Stan, why did he come?
"I don't know what to say to that," he finally replied, feeling Christophe cup his cheek.
"God, I'm so sorry, Kyle, you have no idea." Christophe really looked hurt this time. He had saw a side of him that he had never seen before. The two just stood there, both starring into each others eyes. Their lips met. Kyle had missed to kisses they shared, he missed Christophe's strong hands running through his curls, he missed the French accent that made him melt inside. That all was coming back to him now, in this one moment, he relived it all. But just like that, it was gone when the name "Stan Marsh" crossed his mind.
"You know I'm with Stan right?" he asked.
"Figures, though you're not very loyal to him, are you?"
"Guess not…" Kyle replied. "I still love him though."
Christophe surprisingly smirked and backed Kyle up against the wall, capturing the redhead's lips in a mind blowing kiss. He pulled back, still smiling, particularly at Kyle's baffled expression.
"W-what was that for?"
"Do you still love me?" Christophe asked, not really answering Kyle's question. Kyle bit his lip and looked to the side. He could still feel Christophe's chocolate colored eyes starring at him.
"I want to say yes…but I can't knowing that I'd be betraying Stan," Kyle said, looking up at the other boy. Even though Christophe had hurt him, it didn't matter now because he could never let go of the love they once had, even all those times with Stan, Christophe was still in the very back of his mind. Without even thinking, he felt himself moving closer, wrapping his arms around Christophe, letting his head rest in the crook of Christophe's neck.
"I can't stay here for long…you know that right?" he whispered into Kyle's ear.
"I know…" Kyle was about to speak again, but no words came out. Christophe still held him.
"I just don't know if I can trust you again," Kyle said.
"Does that mean you're considering getting back together?" Kyle nodded. He shifted so he could see the other boy face to face. Christophe was waiting for those three words that he hadn't heard for so long to come out of Kyle's slightly parted lips, but instead Kyle said something else.
"I don't know what I'm getting myself into by going with you…but something tells me it's going to be okay. You've had such an impact on me…I just can't let you go."
They were standing so close that Kyle only had to extend his neck to touch Christophe's lips with his own. They began to kiss more passionately, their tongues intertwined. Kyle stopped and moved down to Christophe's neck, nuzzling it, and in barely above a whisper, an "I love you" escaped from Kyle's lips. Christophe held Kyle tighter. The redhead kissed the other again as if to sincere his words.
"What about Stan?" Christophe breathed, hating to bring that subject up, fearing ruining the moment.
"I wish he never had to know, but I'll have to tell him before we go," Kyle said.
"Do you need me to come with you?"
"No, it's better if he doesn't see you."
The Frenchman gave Kyle a kiss on the forehead before they both walked out of the house.
"Stay at my house until I come back, okay?" Kyle instructed as he made his way over to Stan's house. The feeling of nervousness came over him. He approached Stan's residence, only to find the boy gone, but there was a note under the doormat. He immediately noticed it was in Stan's handwriting.
Kyle,
I know you're in love with Christophe, and I know you always have been. I understand that. I still want us to be friends. Though I'm glad I could make you feel better in the time we were together. Never forget me, okay?
-Stan
Kyle stuffed the note in his pocket. He kept that note, it served as a memory of Stan. They never saw each other again face to face, but talked through letters. Maybe Kyle was some kind of lovesick fool and would be considered crazy for going back with Christophe after all that had happened, but at the moment, he didn't care. He didn't want to worry anymore and decided to take life one day at a time.
Yes, so maybe it was a little rushed and maybe it wasn't my best writing, but I think I'm just getting over writers block. So the alternate ending will be coming soon if I get good reviews.
PoisonCherry
