OMFG!! Are you as freaked out about the Swine Flu as I am !?!? DUDE NO JOKE I DON'T WANT TO DIE BECAUSE OF RADIOACTIVE PIGS!! I have 16 bottles of hand sanitizer. 3 On my computer desk. 4 In my bag/purse thingy. 5 in my locker. 3 in my car. And 1 extra in my pocket at all times!! JESUS CHRIST!! WHAT IF I DIE!! WILL VULTURES DEVOUR MY CARCUS??? AHHHHHH GOD I'LL NEVER KNOW! Oh and WOW thank you soooooo much for the reviews!! And I'm really sorry this chapter took so long, It's just that school and life have been a real bitch lately… God I'm ranting. Sorry here's the chapter.

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It had been three days since the attack. Three days since Kyle had been hurt. Three days since Kyle had stopped talking. And to tell the truth, those three days had been hell.

I had spent almost every hour of every day trying to convince Kyle to speak. With no avail I was getting to the point of hopelessly worried.

In the past three days It seemed that more than half of the population of south park High school had come to see Kyle, all of them bringing him pointless little trinkets and flowers in there vain attempts to make the hospital room seem a little bit more…Bright.

Kenny was in and out of the room constantly, it seemed to me that he couldn't stand to see Kyle in this position. People that Kyle didn't even speak to at school came into see him, hug him, talk to him, and all in all try to make him feel better. But even after all that the only thing that showed he knew what was happening was the small smiles of acknowledgment as he attempted to show his gratitude.

"Stan?" My thoughts were interrupted as somebody called out my name from the door. I looked up to see… Cartman? What was he doing here? I stood up and walked to the door.

"What do you want Eric? Kyle doesn't need your crap right now." He gave me a sort of glare but his gaze softened as they travelled to Kyle who had recently fallen asleep. "I came to see if he was alright." He paused looking down, his eyes downcast.

I couldn't help but snort.

"You? Actually care about someone? Not to mention it being Kyle, you spent the largest percentage of you life trying to make him miserable, Why do you want to see him now?" Cartman glared at me. "There's a lot about me you don't know Marsh." He stated as he walked slowly over to the hospital bed. I watched with growing uneasiness and disbelief as he sat in my usual chair.

"Hey Kahl" I heard him murmur "You got yourself pretty fucked up now didn't you?" He paused it was only then I realized why. Eric Cartman was crying. The seemingly emotionless jackass was crying.

"Don't you worry Kahl. Nobody will hurt you again… I'll make sure of that." He stood slowly and pushed past me as he exited the room.

I was confused. Just as I was about to run out after Cartman I realized some thing. Turning around I saw that Kyle was tossing rather furiously around in the bed.

Fearing that he would hurt his already broken ribs I rushed to his side in an attempt to calm him. Grasping his shoulder I tried to hold him still. He recoiled from my touch as if it had burnt him.

"Kyle? Come on Kyle you need to wake up!" I shook his shoulder again trying once again to wake him. He sprung up so suddenly I fell over in shock.

His fear darkened eyes darted nervously around the room before settling on me where I was sitting on my ass. His normally bright green eyes filled with tears and he fell back against the bed curling into a tight ball as he started to sob.

I stood quickly rushing over to his bed where he was lying. 'Shit' I murmured trying to think of a way to calm my devastated friend.

I suddenly thought of how back when I was younger and I had a night mare I would climb into bed with my parents. That had always calmed me down. Having no other solution I crawled into the bed beside my best friend wrapping my arms over his shaking form.

"Shhhh" I lulled silently as I stroked his hair. I quietly whispered silly nonsense meant to sooth him. After several minutes of my pointless babble Kyle seemed to have fallen back to sleep. I continued to hold him as I thought 'What did Kyle do to deserve this?' I fell asleep holding Kyle feeling oddly at ease and comfortable.

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OMG! Wow I personally think that was the worst chapter so far. What do you think? If you left reviews than I would know… And no Cartman doesn't like Kyle like that he just likes him as a really good friend, ya know? I thought the end was all sappy and kind of stupid? Tell me what you think in a review. Good, Bad, Do you now want to shoot me because of it? Oh god!! *Avoids bullets being shot at face* Anyway…. PLEASE REVIEW!!! Im sorry the chapters are so short. I SWEAR THEY GET LONGER!!