Oh yah! I'm ona role! X3 Here's chapter 3!
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I never did figure out what sent me to the hospital that day, and neither did the doctors. All they told me was "Don't be so stressed out" and "Get plenty of rest". Those fucking idiots don't know anything. I really didn't want to go home, but being in that hospital brought back too many memories...horrible memories...
"Kenny!"
I turned around when I heard him call my name. He came running up to me as fast as he could, holding a ton of books in his hands. I smiled and stopped to wait for him. When he caught up to me, he stopped to catch his breath before he started talking.
"H-hey Ken...ny huff puff" He dropped the books and bent over, gasping. I chuckled a little.
"Dude, Kyle, slow down." I said while starting to pick up the books. Looking at them more closely, I noticed that they were not school books, but actually books checked out from the library. I started to ask about them before Kyle finally spoke up.
"OK, I'm ok now. H-hey dude, where have you been the last couple days? I went to your house three times; two times you weren't home, and when your dad finally did answer the door, he didn't even know where you were."
I smiled slightly, fake of course, and handed him some of his books.
"Nothin, I just...I wasn't feeling so hot, so I went to the hospital..." I said casually. Kyle's eyes widened and his jaw dropped.
"THE HOSPITAL! WH-WHAT?" he shouted with great concern.
"No no, it's ok. I'm ok now, I just had an asthma attack or something..." I said starting to walk again. Kyle quickly came up beside me and looked at me questioningly.
"But, do you even have asthma?" he asked.
I shrugged. "Not sure...but that's what I think it was. I couldn't breathe very good, so I went...well, actually, I passed out, so Pip took me to the hospital."
Kyle gave me a strange look. "...Pip did?" he asked in a tone I couldn't quite place. I nodded in response.
Kyle stopped walking with my pace and I turned when I saw him stop altogether. He smiled.
"Ok, well, I'm glad you're ok..." he said quietly. "I...was really worried." A long pause ensued before he finally spoke again. "Well, I better get home now, I gotta start on the project..."
I gave him a questioning look. "...What project...?" I asked, not wanting to hear the answer. Kyle's eyes widened and he suddenly slapped himself.
"AH! Right, you weren't here..." he said.
I groaned and let my arms fall to my sides. "Aw dammit...don't tell me..." I complained.
"Sorry, but I gotta, and you have to do it if you wanna pass the grade..." he said grabbing a piece of paper out of his backpack. He cleared his throat and began to read. "For this semesters final exam, you all will be pairing up to do a research report on what the important things in life are all about. You need to work together and decide what you hold to be important in your lives, as well as in the lives of your partner. Do some research on famous thinkers and philosophers who studied the journey of life, and what their opinions are about lifes mysteries. This will count for over half of your grade, so if you have any hope of passing, you better make damn sure you do this assignment." Kyle breathed in heavily and looked up from the paper.
My head was in my hands and I was shaking it back and forth. "This...is...so...gay..." I said bitterly. Kyle nodded. "Yea, I know what you mean...but I got Stan as a partner so it shouldn't be too unbearable..." I looked up at him. He laughed a little. "Except for the fact that his importance in life will probably be to serve his girlfriend in every way; to tend to her every whim...heh..."
I sort of smiled, but then a thought came to my head. "Who am I paired up with then?" I asked cautiously. Oh Dear god don't let it be Cartman, I'll go insane...
Kyle's expression sank and little and he looked off to the side. "Oh, umm...Pip...you two were both out on the same day...".
My eyes brightened a little. I was actually excited about this, since I recently got to know Pip pretty well. I wondered what Pip's outtake on life would be about? Maybe this assignment wouldn't be so bad after all, except that I'd have nothing to write about cause I think my life is shit.
"Hey...isn't that Pip over there?" Kyle suddenly said. I spun around and darted my eyes back and forth until I spotted him. My eyes narrowed a little when I saw some odd-looking guy next to him. The other guy looked kind of weird. His back was turned to me, so I couldn't see him too well. All I saw was that he had black hair and a big leather coat.
Pip nodded as the guy was saying some stuff to him, looking kind of nervous...I didn't like that. Thr guy suddenly patted Pip on the shoulder and popped his collar up as he walked into an alleyway. Pip watched him go, and then sighed.
As soon as the guy vanished, I started walking over to Pip, unconsciously leaving Kyle by himself. Pip saw me coming and smiled, waving to me. I quickly waved back slightly and then looked down the alleyway where the guy had disappeared to. Pip saw me and spoke quickly.
"Um, Hello Kenneth. Lovely morning isn't it?" he said with some nervousness.
I nodded, not taking my eyes off the alleyway. Where'd he go? There was a wall at the end of the alley...
"Who was that Pip...?" I asked firmly.
Pip suddenly looked suprised and started to talking faster. "Oh! H-him? He's my...my cousin..." he said, hoping the conversation would end there. But it didn't.
I looked at him questioningly. "Your cousin?" I asked disbelievingly. He nodded quickly.
"Y-yes, my cousin Wilfred. He's here to visit for the winter break..." he said, starting to fidget.
I still had my doubts, but finally decided to just let it go, for now...
"So...I heard that you an I are partners on some gay project?" I asked. He nodded, thinking that I was upset for having to work with him.
"Well, at least I'm with a friend, right?" I asked him reassuringly. He looked up at me smiling and him. He blushed slightly and grinned.
"Y-yes." he said shyly. I laughed and grabbed his hand. His eyes widened as I pulled him to walk with me.
"Wh-what? Kenneth, where are we-?" I put my finger to his lips to shush him.
"Starks Pond. We can start discussing ideas for the project in a peaceful envionment." I briefly said before continuing towards the pond. Pip smiled and walked with me about halfway to the pond before trouble started...
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Halfway to Starks Pond, I heard the sound of glass shattering. My eyes widened as I knew that sound all too well and turned to see him standing on the sidewalk corner, wavering from side to side. His half opened eyes lids stared hatefully at me and he started walking towards us. I released Pip's hand and motioned for him to get away from me. He looked at me with confusion and then to my dad who was getting closer. I pushed him slightly and spoke without looking at him.
"Get outta here Pip...We'll do the project later..." I said, a little more urgently. Pip just kept staring at me and then my dad. I glared at him angrily and then snapped my head to look at Pip. "Pip, go away! Get outta here!" I raised my voice. He still didn't move. What the hell was wrong with this kid! Was he deaf, or just plain stupid! I looked back at my dad who was only a few feet away now and suddenly reached behind him and brought out a bat. My eyes widened and I grabbed Pip by his arm sleeve.
"Pip! GET OUTTA THE WAY!" I screamed throwing him in a grassy field full of snow. He landed with a thud and then looked back at me wide-eyed and fearful. When I turned back to my dad, I saw the bat come in contact with my abdomen and I flew backwards towards a nearby tree. I fell against it and cried out.
I opened my eyes to see him turning towards Pip now. My eyes widened and I jumped up and ran towards him just as he lifted the bat again. Pip cringed and braced himself as my dad screamed at him.
"YOU FUCKING LITTLE FAG! WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH MY BASTARD SON! FUCKING SON-OF-A-BI...AHHHHH!" I tackled my dad to the ground and held him down. I snapped my head to turn and look at Pip.
"PIP! RUN!" I screamed at him. Pip ahook his head and started to come over to me. I shook my head back at him violently.
"NO! YOUR FUCKING STUPID! GET OUTTA HERE!"
I suddenly felt an impact on my face and felt blood come from my nose. I looked and saw my dad raising his fist for another attack. Before he could, I dug my knee into his stomach and he screamed out. I took this opportunity to beat the living shit outta him. Blow after blow, releasing all the anger and pain I had built up over the years, while shouting horrid obsenities into his ear.
By this time, a small crowd had gathered around Pip and helped him up, while others called the police, and while OTHERS tried to grab me and pull me off my father. I smacked their hands away and continued to beat my dad senseless.
The police were rounding the corner when Pip finally came to pull me off my dad. I turned quickly and aimed to hit whoever had touched me, when I saw Pip staring back at me with terror. My face softened and I lowered my fist. I looked back to my dad, whose who facial features were no longer comprehendable because of all the blood. I slowly looked down at my hands, bruised and covered in his blood...and mine...
Pip grabbed my arm and lifted me up just as the police stopped their cars. He dragged me into a nearby wood and ran with me until the sirens and voices were out of our hearing range.
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I sank to my knees, still staring at my hands, which were now crusted over with dry blood. My whole body started to shake as I tried to comprehend what I had just done...I...I alsmost killed my father...and I was enjoying it...his pain...I was enjoying seeing him in pain...
I grabbed a handful of snow and desperately tried to get the blood off my hands. I felt tears coming to my eyes as I realized what a fucked up person I really was. I was so very fucked up...
Pip stood above me the whole time, watching me attempt to wash my hands with the snow that lay around me. When he saw the tears start to trickle down my cheeks, he fell to my side. At first he was afraid to touch me. When I finally looked at him, he saw the horror I had in my own eyes...the horror of what I had just done. He brought his hand slowly up to my cheek and wiped the small river of tears. He smiled sadly at me and I just stared at him.
"You know Kenneth...life is about making mistakes...a-and learning from them...about enduring pain...and becoming stronger. If we could just wash away all our pain and misery with a little snow..." he put his hands on mine now, looking up at me with his beautiful emerald eyes, "...Then what would we have to learn? Or to stengthen our hearts?" he said taking the semi-melted snow from the palm of my hand and dropping it to the ground. He looked down at the snow, and then back at me, smiling sweetly.
I stared at him, unable to say anything. He just held my feezing cold hands in his, and looked around innocently.
"Hmm, I do believe we are a little lost...maybe if we go that wa-eh!" I fell into Pip's arms and started to sob without shame. I held tightly to his little jacket as if he would disappear if I let go. I cried, unable to stop, and I didn't care if I looked like a goddamn sissy. I just...I needed him, more than anything in the world right now, and I didn't know why.
Pip was a little suprised, but then wrapped him arms around my thin figure and rocked back and forth.
"It's ok Kenneth...you didn't do anything wrong..." he said, his voice choking a little. I let out a loud sob and buried my face so that he couldn't see me.
Oh God, Pip...
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Thanks if anyone has read this far...Chapter 4 soon...