Just two streets from Stan's house lived his best friend in the whole world, Kyle Brofvloski. Kyle was a cute, small, Jewish boy. He always wore a green hat. Underneath it was red curly hair. He had the most shiniest, gorgeous emerald eyes you would ever see. Not only was he beautiful on the outside, but also on the inside. Kyle has a heart of gold. He's the sweetest boy in the fourth grade besides Butters.
Kyle was sleeping peacefully in his room…until cell phone rang. Kyle got up answered the call. "Hello." He answered half asleep.
"Wendy broke up with me." Stan said while sobbing. Oh no, Kyle thought, snapping out of his sleepiness. Kyle was always there if his friends needed him, especially his best friend Stan. Kyle listened as Stan tearfully explained what happened five minutes ago. Stan was at the point where he was crying uncontrollably and hysterically. So Kyle soon comforted his best friend.
"Stan, I know you really love Wendy but, she's a bitch. Besides she was really lucky; She lost the one person who truly loved her in her pathetic life." Kyle said trying to make Stan feel better.
"You don't understand, Kyle." Stan sniffled. "She was my happiness in my life, She was my release of stress if all the shit that I was going through in my life." Stan paused for a moment then said this "Goodbye, Kyle, I'll see you later… much later."
Kyle didn't like the sound of that. "What do you mean much later?'
"Nothing." Stan said in a monotone. "Just don't expect to see me at school tomorrow."
"Why?" Kyle said confused. "What's going on?" Kyle was on the edge of his bed trying to see what Stan was trying to say.
Well, he's going to find out anyway, Stan thought. Stan took a deep breath and sighed. "I'm going to kill myself tonight." he finally blurted out.
"ARE YOU CRAZY!" Kyle yelled, so shocked he fell off his bed. Kyle quickly got up and got into bed and talked low so he wouldn't wake up his parents. "Stan, think about what you're saying, You're thinking about suicide. You'll never see you're family and friends again and you'll be missed greatly. Please don't do it Stan , it'll make me as miserable as you are now and I can't imagine my life without my best friend." Kyle said hoping what he said made Stan come to his senses.
"But Wendy won't miss me." Stan whined. What's the point in living if the only person I love is with someone else."
"Fuck Wendy." Kyle said. "Live because you have you're whole life ahead of you and there are other girls out there that will love you."
For the next ten minutes Stan and Kyle were arguing about whether or not Stan should live. "Okay, Kyle." Stan said. "You win, I won't kill myself."
"Really?" Kyle said with a sigh of relief. "So, you've thought about what I've said."
"Yes." Stan said.
"You promise that you won't kill yourself?" Kyle said.
"Yes, Jesus Christ, Kyle!!" said Stan sounding irritated. "Look, I'm going to go home and go to bed before my parents find out that I'm not at home, bye Kyle."
"Bye, Stan, I'll see you …" Click! Stan hung up his cell phone so Kyle couldn't finish his sentence. Soon Kyle hung up his. Kyle laid his head on this pillow and tried to go back to sleep but he couldn't. One thought in his head made him worry. If I hadn't answered that call would he kill himself immediately? I hope he doesn't break my promise. Kyle just laid there all night in his bed worrying until his mom called him to get ready for school.