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Help Me!

Chapter 2- Why?

previously: That dress... it was her.

My eyes widen in fear. I quickly shut my eyes.

'She is just in your imagination... she is just in your imagination...' I chanted.

"Kyle?" I heard Stan voice, somehow it smooths me.

"Y-yeah." My voice came out shaky.

I felt him pull away.

I opened my eyes to see Stan staring at me with a look of concern. "You look pale," He said, "It looks like you seen a-" He stopped himself, quickly giving me a guilty look.

"Um, I'm just tired that's all..." I lied.

He gave me a 'Don't-you-lie-to-me look' damn! He saw past my lie.

"I saw her." I admitted.

"When?"

"When- when we were hugging." I blushed.

"Uh yeah..." He turned away for a minute before looking back at me. A smile on his face.

Later that night; I laid on the uncomfortable bed, trying to fall asleep. 'Ugh!' I squirm around, trying to make myself look comfortable.

A creaking sound made me stop. Is the nurse checking on me? No... I don't think so... It's looks like it's at least midnight.

I suddenly felt cold; the rooms' temperature dropped. I shivered, closing my eyes. 'Not again!' I knew it was her. I've seen her for the past four days but hadn't mention it to anyone, until uh... I think it was yesterday or the day before yesterday?

I cracked an eye open, peeking to see if she was gone.

Wrong.

She stood by the bed, staring down at me; her brownish... hair fell to her shoulders' in elegant curls; her skin was as pale as a sheet; she had large bangs under her eyes as if she hadn't slept in years... wait. Those eyes seemed awfully familiar. But I've never seen her. Her emerald eyes held no emotion in them, they were just... empty.

"W-what do you want from me?" I whispered, without noticing that I opened my mouth until the words came out.

"Help," was her reply.

I started to grow annoyed instead of scared. "With what!" I yell.

"To find my body..." she said, her eyes now held emotions; pain, betrayal, sad and more negative emotions.

"I-I d-don't... understand?" I rasped out.

"I was..."

"Murdered?" she nodded.

I sigh, I was really confused, "Then- then why can't you to the cemetery or something?"

She stayed silent for a minute before her eyes widen in fear. "I-I have to go!" She shrieked, causing me to cover my ears. "Ow..." I whined.

"Look, I don't know where my body is at... but I need you, you can help me find it... so I can rest in peace!" She spoke in a rush.

"Why?"

"No time, they don't know that I'm here, If they figure out that I broke the rules than I'm doomed."

"What rules?"

"Some ghost can't show themselves, they have to be invisible... or else."

"Or else?"

"Listen, I'll come back later okay?"

I nodded stupidly than realized that she said 'I'll be back later.' What the hell just happened?

"Kyle...?" A smooth voice woke me up.

"Stan..." I muttered; yawning I sat up, ignoring the pain. My eyelids seemed heavy as if I hadn't slept last night... oh.

"KYLE!" Ike came through the doorway running up to me; throwing his arms around me. I winced but chuckled at the little form. "Ike." I hugged him closer.

I noticed that Stan stood their awkwardly but had a smile on his face. "You want a hug too?" I teased.

His smile widen, "Maybe..." He teased back.

"Ugh! Why don't you two just make-out while your flirting like love-struck girls." Ike huffed.

"I-Ike!" Stan and I yell in unison.

"Yeah... that's my name." He rolled his eyes.

I playfully smacked his arm.

"Kyle..." Wendy, Bebe, Butters and Kenny came in through the doors' entrance. They each had frowns on their faces, "We believe you... you're our friend." Wendy came over to the bed, besides me, holding my pale hand.

The others nodded, coming closer too. "Tweek, Craig, Token, Clyde, Christophe..." Stan frowned when Kenny said Christophe; I don't know what's going on between those two."... even Cartman believes you."

"The fat-ass?" I laughed out. No way, he gives a damn about me.

"He does... h-he won't even talk." Butters sounded sad; naive Butters, always has a big heart, even though Cartman gets him in trouble.

"So... about the girl..." Bebe said slowly, maybe trying not to upset me.

"S-she was murdered..." I sigh, hearing gasps from my friends, "she needs me... I don't know why?"

"Maybe we can help you..." said Ike, "like make her go away."

"Ike's right, Kyle, she could hurt you." Kenny said.

"W-we'll help y-you, till the end." Butters piped in.

A/N: I know, this chapter is short and boring; don't worry it'll be more interesting later on. I know how this story is going to go and I know who the murderers are. I'll just say this: poor Stan, going to be scared for life when he finds out; oh and the Marsh family (None of them are the murderers, but they are going to feel sick later on.) Sorry for mistakes.

Please review if you want to, I'm not forcing you to- It's your decision.~Shirbells