Hey there. Guys!

So. Im very glad to present you this new chapter because this chapter is full of emotions and feelings. The big inspiration when ive written this chapter was when in the backgorund was ''Dirty South feat. Rudy - Find A Way (Original Mix)''.

But now the next thing. The next chapter will be the last chapter. At first ive planned something like six chapters but then ive decided to let out this thing and that thing. I dont want to put any filler chapters in this story.

And yeah! Ive promised that i'll take some Game of Thrones characters in Kylies & Stans match, but the chapter shouldnt take place in their monopoly match but on the clubhouse Kyle and Stan builded back in season 2.

South Parkk and their characters belongs to Trey Parker and Matt Stone. The idea to the story is mine.

Rate and reviews are welcome!

-Chapter FOUR-

-Open A New Chapter-

Stan's POV:

The day was on after school me and Kylie were in my garden and played on the terrace our match of Monopoly. It was a warm autumn day and even a little breeze flewed throught the air.

I excused myself to go to the toilet. Upon arriving back, Kylie was looking at the clubhouse Kyle and I built back in the third grade.

In retrospect, it was a little bit dumb that i have done all to kiss Wendy in this time but the only kissing that was done there was Bebe kissing Kyle. I still remember him running out of the clubhouse in disgust. Bebe enjoyed their first kiss but in my mind I think that my best friend and my ex-girlfriend's best friend would not make a great couple.

In this time i had all. My super best friend and a girlfriend. But after Kyles death everything fucks up. I cancelled the contact to the most of my friends. Kenny, Wendy and my family were the only people i still had contact with. But Wendy broke up with me under tears and in the end was Kenny the only one who had the power to speak with me.

But since Kylie is here my whole world became a color again. Since the doctor declared Kyle as dead i saw the world only with a grey veil i've laid on my depressed mind. Kylie was the only who take this veil and gives my eyes the colors of live. The self-confidence.

I speak again with my friends and i even speak a few words with Wendy today in school. And it felt strange. In the past i had sometimes troubles to say the right thing, then i ususally end up blowing chunks. But this time it was totally different. I didn't felt the same thing for her as a few months ago.

In some way, it's disappointing to know I don't have those feelings anymore. Because I know I can't go back to Wendy again. And it's not like I'm just saying that then in a few months I'll go back to her like 'the list' thing. I mean this is the complete end for us. I know I'll be fine because Kylie gives me a feeling I enjoy tremendously: safety.

With this feeling of safeness i go to the redhead and we talked in the break for over an hour. Talking with her about anything and everything. With her next to me in Kyles or should i say her seat.

She still had the things I gave her when she was at my home yesterday. Kenny, Cartman and Butters eyes widened with shock as they saw Kylie with my friends old clothes. Cartman was on the border to make some jokes about Kylie but Kenny told him off.

She declared that she and her parents were busy yesterday and so they didn't had the time to take their things out of the packing boxes so she take these.

But I'm getting off track here.

''Hey Stan. How long do you have this clubhouse?'' she asked me when she looked at the clubhouse.

''Maybe a year before Kyle's ... gone.'' i said with a light poke in my heart.

Kylie stands up and go to the tree and waited me to join her.

''It looks like as if nobody were in this clubhouse for a few years.'' she said with an glance of disgust.

''Yeah. Sorry!'' i said as i rub my hand behind my neck because it was in some kind embarassing for me that Kylie say this.

My mother said a few times i should atleast clean my clubhouse but i can't. This clubhouse was me and Kyles ''secret'' place. We played here so many hours and the memories were unforgetable. Since Kyle died i dont take a foot in this clubhouse.

''We should clean it up'' said Kylie as she began to climb up the ladder to the house.

When she was on the top she looked down on me and waited for me to come. But i still stood there. With a shake in my hand i take the side of the ladder but then the pain in my chest grows more and more.

My eyes becomes wet and before i realized it I cried.

It was to hard for me to open a new chapter of my life ... without Kyle. Sure i know Kylie was here and in some kind i liked the feeling she gives me but this house was build by me and my best friend. Not her.

And now a girl who ''randomly'' look like my dead best friend comes here and means she has to make our clubhouse; me and Kyles fortress of solitude to hers.

But my bitter thoughts were interrupted when Kylie is coming down. Before I could say anything, she wraps her arms around me. She calms me down and stroked my hair and that feeling of safety comes rushing back.

After two minutes i released myself from the hug and looked on Kylie.

''Im sorry. Its just. I dont want to take this step so fast. There are still memories in this clubhouse and even this clubhouse is a chapter of my life.'' i said with whinerly eyes.

Kylie then take my hand and leaned closer to me. A was afraid that she was kissing me again but she then looked on my hand her hand in mine and said: ''Well, then let me help you!''

With an little shock about the things she've said before i simply nodded. She take my hand on the sprung of the ladder and with the feeling that Kylie is here for me i began to climb up the ladder.

When i was on top of the house i saw the walls of dirty wood and the bedsheet me and Kyle used as door. The wood was old and gross to look at because of the melting snow. It was covered with dust. When I take a foot in here, a piece of wood fell on the ground.

When Kylie was on top she take my hand and since the first time i dont feel the feeling of pain when i think on Kyle. It was for the first time a feeling i dont felt since i began to dating Wendy. It was the feeling then your heart to hurt of joy and ... it was love.

Do i have a crush on Kylie?!

In this time was this question for me irrelevant. So many other thoughts overwhelmed my mind.

We entered with a smile the clubhouse and there it is. Me and Kyles secret place and our second home. Formerly it was our fortress of solitude and today it's a dusty shack. On the walls where posters of some Terrance & Philipp seasons and the Terrance & Philipp movie. And some photos were me and Kyle had fun.

I looked onto the wall with the photos of me and Kyle and for the first time since his death i don't have the feeling of sadness in me. More the feeling when you realize that youve overcome the death of your dead best friend. The feeling that your heart is open and wants to be filled.

''What is that?'' Kylie asked when she opened a box. She take out some things like broken lighters and bottle craps. Then she takes out a white dress and hold it in the air and looked what it is.

I looked over to her and saw something i've totally forgotten. She cames over with an smile and looked on me with an courious look.

''So.'' i said as i take my hand behind my neck to seem innocent. ''When I was with Wendy, we sometimes played husband and wife.''

I blushed and looked at Kylies reaction and she was on the borderline of tumbling over in laughter. But the picture of Wendy and me playing husband and wife overwhelmed her so she began to laugh.

In some kind it was sad that she laugh about a thing that was for the formerly Wendy so romantic and in some kind it was really funny because i thought more on the thing how Kylie would react when i would ask her to play that. So i laugh too.

''Oh my god! Stan-'' Kylie said between her laughs. ''You laugh.'' she said as she take her hand on my shoulder.

And now i realize how much ive missed this feeling to laugh. And the fact that i maybe have a crush on Kylie made this feeling stronger.

When we calm down we looked at each other i became a little blush because i really want to play with Kylie the same things ive played with Wendy a half year ago.

''Because of you!'' i said and turned myself away from her because i think i've sayed something wrong. But her hand was still on my shoulder and she turned me around.

''Its okay Stan.'' Kylie blushed.

Did she blushed? Because of me!

I don't know what i should think besides thinking im really in love with her. And it was a great feeling. And maybe she has the same.

So i do that what i thought it was right. My brain still says it's maybe a bad idea but the feelings and my heart say i should do it. So i take her hand from my shoulder and close the space between us. Then I connected our lips together.

It wasn't anything hot or passionate; sort of soft and loving. I take my other hand on her waist and she take my hand away from hers and i thought for a moment i had fucked up but she then kissed back. I let her take over our kiss as she let the white dress fall on the floor and takes both her arms around my neck.

When we released ourselves we looked with a smile and a even bigger blush in each others face. I can imagine what she maybe want to hear. Besides an apology that i kissed her or the question if she want to go on a date with me, I decided me for the third option. The three magic words.

''I love you!''

She then pressed her lips on mine again. I realized I have been made all right. I am finally happy now. But the words she said next made the moment more wonderful.

''I love you too.''

We climb out on the outside of the clubhouse and looked at the atmosphere the autonm gives us. I finally realized that i maybe overcome my depression of Kyles death. Now i see the world with much more colors than before. Before Kylie entered my life, I laid a grey veil over my eyes. Then she tore off the veil and showed there's more to life than wallowing in pain. There's more to experience, including Love. I never want to be that Stan again. I don't want to fuck this up. I now see the world with so many more colors than before.

We sit side by side and her head leaning on my shoulder. Her hand squeezes mine. We're sitting here for a few hours now watching the sun beginning to go down. For the first time in a long time, I'm finally at peace because I had someone who wanted be my friend and help me and someone who loves me.