Remember Me Kyle...

Chapter 18- Here with You

Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own South Park. Sadly, you do not either. Sadly, No one can own South Park except Matt Stone and Trey Parker. Thankfully, there is a Matt Stone and Trey Parker out there. Thankfully, they created South ... I really wish I owned South Park, don't you?

And with the disclaimer up there, sadly, this story is coming to an end. Only about 2 or 3 chapters left! Oh noes! A lot of you really liked this story, so I've decided, and it IS offfical, I will be writing a sequel to this story. It's called Kyle's Journal. If you have no idea what I'm talking about, then you have to read one of the earlier chapters, because Stan gave Kyle a journal just in case Kyle's memories came back and he forgot his new memories.

Anyways, this will be a slighly long chapter. It'll have POV's from Cartman, Kenny, Kyle, Butters, and Stan. This is also the main Climax. I ask you to please keep reading and making guesses as to what happens next, because someone is going to DIE...maybe. You won't find out until the end, and starting from this chapter onward, NO MORE PLOT-LINE HINTS! Feel free, however, to write in your reviews until the end of the story what you think will happen next, I always want to know what people think of this story.

I'm trying to come up with an idea for another dark-ish story for South Park and I think I have one, but I'm not going to reveal anything until I write the first chapter and stuff. I know what you're all thinking. "Gasp! Kylee is holding out on us! Shame on you! TELL ME WHAT HAPPENS! I WANNA KNNNOOOWWWSSSS!" You're gonna have to wait. *Laughs*

Well without further ado, time to get to the story.

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CARTMAN:

Kyle's body wasn't too heavy, it was actually rather light. Then again, he had been through a lot with me, and I haven't given him food or water for about two days now. Come to think of it, I haven't eaten or drank anything either.

Right now, I was moving Kyle from the cellar to the living room. I'm going to leave him out in the open, untied, and completly vanurable. I know Kyle's probaly going to regain conscience soon, but I also knew that he would be too weak to move. I thought that Kyle would've died already. I guess I learned to never underestimate a Jew.

I set Kyle down on the floor. He moans in pain, but doesn't wake up. His breathing is shallow. I have a feeling that Stan's coming soon. I look at the timer. Only 10 minutes until I kill Kyle. Thankfully, I know exactly what to do that'll kill Kyle, and will be slow and painful. I'm going to watch that Jew bitch burn.

I walk to my Car, which is parked about 1 minute away. I grab the jug of gasoline and the box of matches from the trunk of my car and walk back into the house. I walk in through the doorway and start splashing the gas everywhere.

BUTTERS:

Oh no...Oh no...Oh no! Kyle actually wants to die! I knew Kyle regained at least one memory from his past, and it was a bad one. I saw Kyle fading away. His spirit was travelling back into his body. I tried to reach out and call to him, but when I looked at my hands, I noticed I was fading too.

Maybe, just maybe if I wake up, I can call Kenny and tell him what Kyle plans to do. I just don't know how much time Kyle has left, or if Stan and Kenny are close enough to get here on time. I know I have to wake up, I just have to! Kyle, you won't die, I won't let you!

STAN:

I'm so scared right now for Kyle. Depending on if Cartman saw Damien and Pip or not, could mean all the diffrence. At the moment I didn't know if Kyle was dead yet or not. I don't know how much time I have left, and I don't know where we are.

Right now, Kenny's looking at a map. I'm thankful that Kenny came with me, even though I know he's worried about Butters.

"Hey Kenny?"

"Yeah?"

"How much time do we have left?" I keep my eyes on the dirt road.

"Dunno. I'll go check." I hear Kenny reaching into is parka pocket searching for his phone. He mutters random numbers with an oh shit at the end. Alright, now I'm about to piss my pants. Somethings wrong.

"Kenny? What's wrong?"

"You better step on it." He says in a dull voice. "You only have about 5 minutes Stan." I can feel tears in my eyes. We're almost out of time.

Kenny:

"How much time do we have left?" asks Stan. His voice is full of worry.

"Dunno. I'll go check." I reach into the right side of my parka pocket and pull out my cell phone. The same one I had used two days ago to call the hospital for Butters. I have no time to think about that. I count the time from Stan's first text from Cartman via Kyle's cell, to the time it was now. Oh shit.

"Kenny? What's wrong?" Asks Stan. He knows something is wrong.

"You'd better step on it." I say in a voice with no emotion. I don't want to upset Stan anymore then he is now. "You only have about 5 minutes Stan." I look over at Stan. He's crying. We don't have much time left.

I look back out the windshield and gasp. Stan sees what I see too, because he screams out Kyle's name and presses down hard on the gas petal. Over by where the cabin should be, there are giant bright red flames.

As Stan speeds up, I call the fire department and an ambulance. I'm hoping that Cartman and Kyle left. I'm hoping, but judging by the time, I doubt they did.

KYLE:

All I can see is Black. My whole body hurts. I think I smell wood burning, but I'm not sure. All my senses are dulled right now. I try to move my hand. I manage to get my index finger to twitch, but it hurts like hell. I don't think moving is such a good idea right now.

My body feels really hot as the burning smell gets stronger and stronger. I'm finding it harder to breath. I cough. It makes my chest hurt a whole lot. I lay back down for a few moments. I hear something cracking. I decide I have to figure out what's going on. I open my eyes slightly. It takes a few minutes to realize what's going on, but now I know. I'm in a room that's on fire. I'm burning to death.

KENNY:

Stan parks the car a few feet away from the burning house. I can see the place is going to fall soon. I also notice Cartman's mom's car hidden away in what was once shadows. I quickly make my decision before Stan can jump out of the car.

"Stan! Cartman's still here, okay. He's probaly in the house, I think he's trying to kill himself too. I saw him crying before, but that's not the point. If you want to run in and save Kyle, I won't stop you, but..." I sigh and continue. "...I have to wait out here, just in case Cartman tries to kill you too."

"Okay. I'm going to save Kyle now." I nod and let him go. I just hope Kyle's not already dead.

STAN:

I run into the cabin. Immeditely, I'm hit with a burst of flame, some and heat. I cough and gasp for air as I walk through the hallway and into the closest room. Then I see Kyle. Flames licking at his body. He's got pants on, but no shirt. He's all battered and bruised. He's laying on his back, coughing under all the smoke.

"KYLE!" I manage to yell as I step into the room.

KYLE:

"KYLE!" I open my eyes and look over. I see Stan. He runs over to me. He kneels beside me and picks me up. He holds my body close to him, his face is wet, his tears are refreshenly cool.

"Oh my god! Kyle, thank god you're alright! Let's get you out of here pronto! Just, cough, keep holding on Kyle! Don't let me , cough,cough, lose you!"

I just stare blankley ahead. I don't want to leave. I want to die. I do deserve this afterall. Just leave me Stan. Save yourself, because I don't want to be saved.

I can feel my heart slowing down and I want to fall asleep, but I can't. I stare in horror at what I see. Cartman is standing behind Stan. A gun pointed to the back of Stan's head.

"S-Stan...Get out of the way..."

Chapter 18- Here with you- END.