A/N: O.K. Second to last chapter. I updated fast especially for me!

Kyle's P.O.V.

When he woke up he was home. Not in South Park, but at the place in which was now his home. South Park wasn't his hometown anymore, not after what had happened.

He had tried to make things right! Hadn't he? Had he not gone back to that horrid town? Had he not made up with Stan? What for! Only to have this argument that could never be fixed. Broken hearts were not something you could ever repair.

A second awful thought crossed his mind, making him want to throw himself off a mountain peek, go to Heaven, and never look back down on this awful world again.

Today was his wedding.

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Kenny's P.O.V.

Kenny had never dreamed he'd ever see a place like this. Everything was as white and light as clouds. It looked like Heaven, or at least what Kenny thought Heaven might look like, if he ever got there. The people were beautiful, the setting was gorgeous. Maybe Kyle was smart to dump us…this is living.

Kyle, of course, had invited Kenny and Eric to his wedding, and had apologized for not doing so right away. He had invited Stan as well but Kenny knew for a fact Stan had no intentions of coming.

'If he wants to throw his life away on some rich bitch, go ahead. See if I really care about that prick,' Had been his words to the parting Kenny and Eric as they had half heartedly tried to convince him to come to Malibu with them.

Except Kenny knew that Stan cared a lot about "that prick"

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Stan's P.O.V.

Sharon Marsh could not understand why her son didn't want to go to his best friend since the day they were born's wedding.

"Simple. He didn't invite me." Stan lied.

"Oh, he did too!" Sharon was getting sick of her depressed son. So his girlfriend had been a slut, so what? She could have told him that! Why was he taking it out on Kyle?

"I'm sure he'd want you to be there, he's probably very nervous…weddings are like that."

'I'd be nervous too, if I was marrying a life-sucking bitch.'

"Please mom, I just couldn't go…I have to think about getting back to Denver, I've been missing a lot of my summer classes I signed up for, and God knows there not cheap. I'll be paying of those debts for the rest of my life…you see I'm not marrying a money mine, as my "friend" Kyle is.

He wasn't sure if Sharon caught the sarcastic emphasis on the word "friend" but she caught something.

She got up and shook her head sadly.

"Dear Stanley, people mean more then debts." And with that she took her leave.

Stan sighed.

It was so like his mom to believe cotton candy quotes like that.

Maybe he had, at one time, thought like that too.

But now he knew the real heartbroken world.

And it sucked. A lot.

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Cassadi's P.O.V.

"You look great dear, just gorgeous." Cassadi's mom, Lucinda, drawled. "Kyle is going to lose his mind. He's going to be extra excited for your honeymoon." She winked at her daughter.

"Oh mom, we won't be doing anything we haven't done before." She grinned evilly.

"Dear me! I had no idea! I though you were still pure!" Her mom acted shocked, but she wasn't dumb. She knew Cassadi was about as pure as pond scum.

"Just don't tell daddy." Cassadi giggled. Her dad could really care less if she worked at a whore house. He didn't care about much, besides himself and his money.

Cassadi was close to her parents, in an odd sort of way. They never offered her advice, just more money. And why not? Money always fixed their problems! Why not their daughter's? True. Cassadi felt slightly neglected through her young teenage years, but she grew out of it. She was her mother's girl. She accepted never having a normal childhood, just as her mother accepted that her father had a secret mistress. Lucinda didn't mind. She no longer had to put out, she had the money. Even if they divorced she got half. Life worked out. She was just as incapable of love as her daughter was.

Lucinda left shortly after. Cassadi grinned at herself in the mirror. She looked nothing short of stunning.

Cassadi had grown rapidly proud of herself for stealing Kyle from his town and his faggot best friend. It showed her that she was irresistible. Kyle needed her, and she loved it. She loved the thought that at any time, she could drop him and he would be helpless, stranded. So what if he was smart? She was his aid. He belonged to her alone. And once again, Cassadi loved ownership.

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Kyle was disgusted with himself. His mom was on his side, bawling her fricking eyes out over the fact that her baby was getting married.

So he looked OK, maybe even good, but who cared? He was marrying the devil, even though he wasn't supposed to believe he could go to hell, he believed in the devil, and her name was Cassadi.

And he would soon be eloped to her.

Funny to think just a couple of weeks ago he hadn't a single problem with marrying Cassadi, and now he had a mindful.

"Oh, Kyle, it's just so wonderful to see you with the one you love."

The one I love?

Cassadi?

Kyle's mom kissed his head and then left, but her words were still ringing in his ears.

The one I love?

Not Cassadi, the one I love?

They played over and over in his mind like a broken record.

Finally he stood up. He was grinning to himself.

I don't love Cassadi!

I DON'T LOVE CASSADI!

THERE IS NO WAY IN HELL I COULD EVER LOVE CASSADI!

He was wild with excitement now.

Grabbing a magic marker from off the desk near him, he knew exactly what to do.

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Cassadi's father, Marshall, wiped his sweaty forehead with a cloth.

Cassadi…honey, I have some err…bad news.

"What is it?" Cassadi felt alarmed.

"You best come see."

Marshall dragged his daughter by the arm to the small room where her fiancée was supposed to be getting ready.

"Daddy, you know I can't see Kyle yet! It's bad luck…"

But when she stepped into the room, she saw no Kyle.

Instead, she saw a mirror and the shocked and horrified expression of herself.

On the mirror on black marker read, "Going to find the one I love…Yours Truly, Kyle.

A/N: Ok so it was kind of awkward with the…Cassadi's virginity thing, but it just fit ya' know?

Last chapter is a'coming.