Wow, chapter 6 was longer than I thought it would be Well, not much to say except thanks again to all my readers and reviewers. You make it all worth while. Here's chapter 7 (sorry if it's short).
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(Kenny)
I opened the door slowly so that it wouldn't creak and draw attention to Kyle and myself. Inside, the orientation was going to begin soon, and everyone was lining up. Kyle and I took this opportunity to sneak inside and take our positions next to Butters and The Mole. Right as we did so, some bald guy looked in our direction, and then back to his little gang of friends he was sitting with. He snickered and then got up, casually walking over to us. He stopped in front of me and looked from me to Kyle.
"Well hello there ya pussies. What took ya so long?" he asked, as if he knew that Kyle as I had been fooling around in the bathroom (which I needed to remind myself NEVER to do again...)
I shrugged as if he didn't phase me at all (and he didn't, at first). He grinned, showing his yellow-tinted teeth and suddenly grabbed me by the collar. He pulled me up so that my feet weren't touching the ground, which really freaked me out. I saw Kyle jump and attempt to stop him, but froze in mid-action. The guy turned his head slowly to look over at Kyle, while I contined to dangle in mid-air.
"Is there a problem girly?" he asked condescendingly. Kyle became angry, but stood straight anf tall.
"Well sir, I would appreciate it if you would be so kind as to set my friend down please..." he said quietly. I mentally smacked myself, and shook my head.
Ah, wrong thing to say Ky...
The guy smirked again and set me down. I massagged my sore neck but wasn't prepared when the guy suddenly elbowed Kyle in his stomach, making him fall over. My eyes widened and I grabbed his raised fist before he could hit him again. He spun his head around, staring murderously at me.
"What are you doing! He didn't do anything!" I yelled. Before I could say another word, that son-of-a-bitch kicked me in my stomach, making me fall over as he turned his attention back to Kyle. He raised his fist again and I heard Kyle cry out in horror as he saw the bastard readying to strike him. His fist was caight again in mid-air, but not by me this time. The guy looked over at who had stopped him and saw Christophe staring back, unafraid.
"No...I wouldn't do zat eef I were you..." he said calmly, but with some threat.
The guy didn't do or say anything for a minute. He then yanked his arm away from Christophe and spit in Kyle's directions spitefully. He walked back to his giggling cronies and sat down with them again. I watched him go, then sighed heavily as I got up and prepared go over to help Kyle, who was already recieving some assistance from Christophe.
"Hey Ky are you ok?" I asked with concern. He looked up at me from behind Christophe and nodded.
"Yea, I'm fine." Christohpe held out his hand to help Kyle up. He took it graciously and was pulled to his feet, in which he immediately walked out of the room.
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(Kyle)
"...I'm sorry..." I said quietly. Kenny pulled me closer to him so that I could rest my head on his shoulder. I smiled sadly and buried my face in the crook of his neck, starting to shake slightly.
"Ken...I don't wanna be here..." I said, sniffling. He nodded and wrapped his arms around me, trying to give me a sense of comfort. Tears began to roll down my cheeks, and I felt like I was finally losing it. I started to feel cold, like Kenny wasn't even there anymore.
"Kenny, I wanna go home..." I gasped through sniffles, pulling him closer to me, as if he would disappear at any moment. My cries turned into sobs, and I felt him starting to kiss my forehead softly. "Kenny, let's go home...let's go home, please..."
A sudden explosion was heard, and as if in slow motion, everything went up in flames and I was knocked unconscious.
When I opened my eyes again, I saw a body lying in front of me. He was drenced in blood, and lying face down so that I couldn't see his face. My heart sank, and I slowly started to crawl toward him. As I neared, I stretched out my hand and attempted to touch him. When I did, a cold, dead feeling came over me as well. I turned over the body, and saw his perfect, serene face, untouched by the damage done to the rest of his lifeless body.
I suddenly felt as though my soul had been ripped from my body, and I became as cold as he was. I sat his upper torso up and he fell into my arms, his head resting on my shoulder. I felt no tears, nor did I feel the cuts and bruises I had already my body. I only felt a sharp pain coming from the center of my stomach, and slowly spreading to the rest of my body.
I clutched Kenny's corpse to my own body, crying out in utter pain. I was dying inside, slowly and painfully, and he was not able to help me...
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I shot up, sweaty and shaky, gasping for air. At first, all was silent and dark, and I couldn't see anything. I didn't even know where I was for some time, making me freak out even more. As my eyes grew accustomed to the darkness, I suddenly remembered everything. I let out a deep and relieving sigh, falling back down on my rock hard pillow. No one was awake, and for that I was grateful.
I looked over a couple beds, and saw Kenny sleeping peacefully. I wish I could have said the same about me. That nightmare scared me more than anything I had ever experienced in my life. I wanted to take Kenny and head home right then and there, but I knew that it wouldn't be that simple. I sighed, rubbing my temples.
I just have to suck it up, and bear through this...remember, you're doing this for him...But I just can't help but worry that something is going to happen...something bad...
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Foreshadowing, maybe? I dunnooooooooo. Thanks for reading, now for sum reviewin!
