In His Lover's Arms

"M-mom..." Kyle looked at his mother. He had never been so scared to see her in his life.

"What the hell is going here?" Sheila gave Kyle and Stan the nastiest look. If looks could kill...

"Mrs. Broflovski, I can explain," Stan started, "this was all my idea. I forced Kyle to do this. I told him I would kill him if he didn't." Stan knew telling her this could get himself into a lot of trouble, but he knew it was worth it to save Kyle's skin.

"Stan, you don't have to lie for me. Mom, I wanted to do this. Stan and I, well...we're in love."

"WHAT?" Sheila wasn't too happy to hear that. Kyle shrank back in fear. "Young man, put your shirt on this instance and get away from him!" Kyle puts his shirt on, but he doesn't get away from Stan. "Did you hear what I said Kyle?" She pulls Kyle away from Stan. "I'm so glad that I rushed home after I got a phone call about you being with your lover. I just didn't expect to come home to this!"

"Phone call?" Kyle was confused. "Who called you?"

"It doesn't matter." Sheila directed her attention to Stan. "I want you out of here NOW!"

"I'm not going to leave Kyle." Stan protested.

"WHAT?"

"I'm not going to leave Kyle. I don't want you to hurt him."

"What I do to my son is none of your concern."

"Stan, it's ok. You can go." Kyle told his boyfriend.

"Kyle, are you sure? She's really upset and I would hate to leave you here like this and with her."

"It's ok really, if you stay it will only make things worse. So please, go."

"Ok I will, but if you need me, please call me."

"GET OUT!" Sheila shrieked. Stan gave Kyle a kiss before leaving. Sheila then turned her attention to Kyle. Kyle stood in fear. He's seen his mom mad before, but not like this. He had no idea what she was going to do. "How long has this been going on?"

"This is the first time it's happened, I swear." Kyle started trembling.

"I know I raised you better than this! I mean getting into a relationship is thing, but a gay one!"

"Mom, you've always taught me to be tolerant of gay people."

"That's true, but I didn't want you to be one of them."

"I'm sorry I disappointed you mom, but..."

"But what?" Sheila knew her son was going to tell her something that she didn't want to hear.

Kyle lowers his head. "...I love Stan."

"What did you say?" Sheila starts shaking him. "WHAT DID YOU SAY?" She continues shaking him. "Take it back Kyle. You do NOT love Stan!"

"Mom I'm sorry, but I do."

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" She starts shaking Kyle even harder. "You don't love him! I will NOT allow my son to date a man! I WON'T! DO YOU HEAR ME? HUH DO YOU?" She continues to shake him as Ike rushes into the room.

"Mom, stop it!" He pulls Sheila off of Kyle.

"Ike, your brother is love with a guy! I can't just let this go!"

"I know mom, but just wait until dad gets and you three can discuss it."

"Well I'm going to get your father on the phone right now!" Sheila storms out of the room. Kyle slowly sits down on his bed trying to catch his breath.

"Are you ok?" His brother asked.

"I'm fine, thank you."

"No problem." Ike turns the door.

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Sure what is it?"

"Were you the one who called mom and told her about Stan and me?"

"Why the hell would I do that? Unlike you, I hate to make mom angry." Ike said rudely.

"Well if you didn't call her, who did?"

"I don't know, but whoever it was I wish they didn't. I hate it when mom gets like this. Why can't you just stop doing things to piss her off?"

"I don't mean to."

"I'm sure you don't." With that Ike exits his rooms. Kyle lies on his bed. 'I don't mean to upset mom, it just always ends up like that. I wish her and Ike would understand that.' A tear then drops from his eye.

About an hour later Gerald comes in the door and heads up to his room. "Sheila, what was so important that I needed to rush home from work for?"

"I'm having another issue with Kyle."

Gerald rolls his eyes. "What now?"

"He is in love..."

"So?"

"...with Stan Marsh."

"I see..."

"Gerald, this is serious. I'm not going to allow this to go on. When I came home I found Kyle in his room with him sucking his...you know what."

"He's young, let him experiment a little."

"He doesn't need that kind of experience. I want you to put a stop to this right now!"

"I'm not going to do that."

"Well if you don't I will." Sheila heads to Kyle's room, Gerald follows behind her. "Kyle?"

"Yes mom?"

"I want you to listen to me and listen good."

"Ok."

"I don't want you anywhere near Stan Marsh again. Do I make myself clear?"

Kyle's eyes well up. "Mom," he begged, "please don't do this. I love Stan and I want to be with him."

"You're only 17, you don't know what love is."

"This is real mom. Stan is the one for me."

"NO HE'S NOT! Why don't you go out and find yourself a nice girl to date. You don't need Stan or any other guy."

"Sheila you don't know what the boy needs." Her husband insisted.

"I know he doesn't need Stan."

"But mom, I want to be with Stan." Tears were now streaming down Kyle's face.

"Kyle, I'm not going to say it again. You're not to go anywhere near Stan Marsh, I forbid it! If I find out you were anywhere near that boy so help me God you're going to wish you had listened to me."

Kyle gets down on his knees. "Mom, I'm begging you, don't make this decision. This is the first time in a long time I've been happy. Don't take away my happiness."

"Get up Kyle. I'm sticking with my choice and that's final. This discussion is OVER!"

"Sheila, look at him. He's begging you. Can't you at least think about this?" Gerald asked.

"This is not up for discussion. Now Kyle get up!"

"Mom...please..." Kyle pleaded.

"I said GET UP!" Sheila picks him up and then starts shaking him again. "I REFUSE to let you date him! Gay relationships are strictly verboten in this house!"

"But mom I love him."

Sheila starts shaking him harder. "Stop saying that! You're too young to know who you love!"

"Sheila please stop, you're hurting him." Gerald begged.

"I don't care. If this is what I have to do to get through to him, then so be it."

"Mom, Stan is an important part of my life now, I don't want to give him up. Please don't make me do this."

Sheila slaps him really hard. "You don't need him! You're got going to have him, so GET OVER IT!" Then she backslaps him. Kyle starts crying even harder.

"Put him down Sheila now! We need to talk."

She does what her husband tells her. "Remember what I said Kyle. Now go get ready for bed." She exits his room and closes the door. Kyle gets under his covers and cries into his pillow.

Sheila goes into her bedroom and finds Gerald pulling out a suitcase. "What are you doing?"

"I'm leaving."

"Why?"

"Because I'm sick and fucking tired of the way you treat Kyle. I'm not going to sit around and watch this anymore."

"I need you here Gerald. Kyle is out of control, I can't deal with him without you."

"You don't need me. You pretty much make every decision regarding him without consulting me first. I would say you're doing a fine job of controlling him." He starts packing a few things.

Just then Ike comes in there room. "Dad you can't leave!"

"Sorry sport, but I have to go. Your mother and I have had problems for awhile now, it's getting to be too much."

"You and mom can work things out. I can help you."

"I know you mean well son, but I think this is one problem that even you can't fix." Gerald finishes packing up and closes his suitcase. "As soon as I find somewhere to stay, you and your brother can visit."

"Dad, please don't go."

"Yeah Gerald, come on we can talk this out." Sheila pleaded.

"There's nothing left to talk about...well at least not until divorce court anyway." Gerald said headed for the door.

"Divorce court? You want to divorce me?"

"This is something I have been considering for a long time, but your actions just now were the icing on the cake."

"You don't want to do that."

"Oh yes I do. Anyway, enough small talk. Goodbye Ike." He gives Ike a hug. "Tell your brother I'll be in touch when I get a place."

"Why don't you tell him yourself?" Ike asked.

"He needs some time alone right now. I don't want to upset him anymore than he already is." With that, Gerald walks out the door. Sheila breaks down as Ike comforts her.

"I never wanted him to leave! I tried to be a good wife, I really tried."

"It's not your fault mom...it's Kyle's. I'm going to go set my older brother straight right now!" He storms into Kyle's room without so much as knocking first. He pulls the covers off of Kyle. "Get up!"

"What's going on Ike?" Kyle stands up in front of his brother.

"Dad left."

"Left where?"

"He left here and he's not coming back. He's going to divorce mom and it's all YOUR fault!"

"How is it my fault?"

"Because every time they argued it was always because of you!"

"I never meant for this to happen."

"Now because of you and your bad behavior mom is going to be a single parent. Haven't you caused her enough problems?"

"I'm sorry..." Kyle was getting ready to cry again.

"Don't apologize to me, apologize to mom. I mean God she's done so much for you. She gave you a roof over your head, clothes on your back, food in your mouth, and THIS is how you repay her?"

"I didn't want this to happen I swear." Kyle is now crying.

"Save those crocodile tears for someone who's actually stupid enough to fall for it. I'm not one of those people. I hate you for what you did to our family and I will never forgive you!" He punches Kyle in the stomach and then punches him in the face and leaves. Kyle squats down to the ground holding his stomach. 'I never meant for this to happen. Why won't he believe me? I didn't want to hurt anybody, I just wanted to be happy.' He continued crying. He then crawled towards the window, then went out the window and ran to Stan's house. He knocked on Stan's door and Stan answered it.

"Dude what happened to you?" Stan saw that Kyle had a bloody, fat lip and he was still crying.

"My brother hit me."

"That sucks. Come on in, I'll get you an icepack and some peroxide." Kyle came into the house. "You can wait for me in my room." Kyle nodded and headed to Stan's room. Moments later Stan returned with the icepack and peroxide. He rubbed the peroxide on Kyle's lip.

"So what happened after I left?"

"Well my mom was yelling at me about being in a gay relationship, she called my dad and had him come home so we could talk about this. Then she told me that I could never see you again...and then she slapped me a few times. My dad got upset and left and now wants to divorce my mom. Ike said that everything is my fault and then her punched me twice, but I didn't mean for my dad to leave or for my mom to become a single parent. I really didn't." He completely breaks down. Stan wraps his arms around him.

"It really isn't your fault."

"Ike thinks it is."

"Who the fuck cares what he thinks? He's just a little frustrated and he's taking his frustrations out on you. From what you've told me your parents have been going at it for awhile, so it's not your fault at all."

"But I feel partly responsible...they were always fighting about me. Maybe if I never existed this wouldn't have happened..."

"Don't talk like that! You're the best thing that's ever happened to them and they know it."

"If that's the case then why are they splitting up because of me?"

"Not all married couples stay together forever...it really has nothing to do with you. They're just not happy with each other." Stan sits on his bed. He pats a spot next to him signaling Kyle to come sit next to him and he does that. Kyle puts his head on Stan's chest. He never felt so safe in life like he did just then. "Don't worry Kyle, everything's going to be ok, I promise." Kyle continues to cry as Stan strokes his hair and wraps his arms around him rocking him back and forth until he goes to bed. He kisses Kyle on the forehead. 'He looks so cute like that. He also looks very peaceful.' He smiles at him.

Meanwhile, we see Wendy staring in Stan's bedroom window. "Damn it! Why are they still together? I guess me calling his mom wasn't enough. Time for Plan B."

To be continued...