Sorry for such a long delay! A lot of stuff has been going down with personal life and I havent had time or inspiration to update. But never fear! I havent completely given up on these ideas yet!

Sadly I wont be updating as reguarly as I sually do. but know Ill still be updating

Chapter Nine

I don't understand why; Kyle had gone really quiet again. He didn't even arch up to any of Cartman's smart-ass remarks and merely went on with what he was doing. So as everyone was leaving for the showers, I took my chance to talk to him.

"Hey, what's wrong?" I asked him, grabbing his arm softly. He merely looked at me then shook me off

"You wouldn't understand." God dammit he's so smart!

"Well, how do you know if you wont let me try?" I knew it was déjà vu meaning he wouldn't tell me; but a guy had to try, right?

"Because you never understand me Stan." Wait, that's not what he was supposed to say.

"W-what? What do you mean?!" I whined, grabbing him.

"You don't know the real me Stan, you never have. So let me go and just leave me alone."

"W-what are you saying? What does that mean?!"

"I'm saying I don't want to be around you anymore. I never really liked you anyway, it was just a comfort thing to be with you and I've gotten over it now."

HOLY SHIT!

I sprung up from bed panting heavily and clutching my sheets. Oh god, it was just a stupid dream.

"Stan? What's wrong?" Kyle was lying beside me with his back turned, but had his head over his shoulder watching me. I could just make out the whites in his eyes.

"Just a really bad dream." I managed to say, sighing with relief that he was still in my house and not in the gym locker room.

I felt the bed shift and his arms wrap around my arms. "Are you alright? Sounded pretty bad. And your heart is racing a mile!"

"It's ok, it was just something we don't need to worry about." I mustered the most convincing smile I could.

"Are you sure? Well, if it does bother you or keeps reoccurring you tell me right away, alright?"

"Of course I will." Yeah, sure Stan. You wont tell him that at all!

I felt his arms pull away and he shifted to lie back down. "Night Stan."

I slowly lay back down, and closed my eyes to forget that nasty image in my head. "Yeah, night dude."

*---*

And just as I suspected, that dream irritated me all day at school. Wendy seemed to be more annoying that usual; and Kyle seemed to be stopping and making sure I was ok every opportunity he possibly could. As much as I loved the fact he was going out of his way for me; it did become quite annoying.

At lunch Wendy had cornered me first; so then I was trying to wonder what was worse; her wanting a deep felt conversation or Kyle's kind of nagging. Either way I'd be irritated for the rest of the day.

"So, what did you wanna talk about?" I asked as nicely as I could.

"Bebe is acting really funny around me. I wanted to ask if you had noticed it?" She seemed concerned; and I knew damn well what the reason was.

"No, I thought she seemed fine."

"Well, what about the other guys?" She never used names; because she hated them all. I shook my head in reply.

"Maybe you should just talk to her about it if you're that worried. You girls are good at that stuff, right?"

"Well, I guess it wouldn't hurt to try." Then she turned her gaze to me, and it seemed almost sadistic. "But if this talk pushes her away, you gotta talk to her."

God dammit. "Yeah whatever. If she's your best friend she should understand."

"And maybe you should take you own advice." She smirked. "Then again you not doing so gives me more entertainment."

I glared at her, and she merely stared back. I could see Kyle coming up to us from behind her, and she turned to who I was looking at. I could feel the hatred oozing from her.

"What do you want?" She spat at him, and he stopped and blinked a few times. "In case you haven't noticed, I'm talking to my boyfriend. And he's going to be taking me out tonight, aren't you Stan?"

Shit. "Well, yeah I suppose so. I'll pick you up at 7 then?"

She turned to me and sent me this ever so fake smile. "Great! Make sure to dress nicely." She leant up and gave me a wet kiss on the cheek, and Kyle gave a small growl.

I decided to watch her walk off, and turn to angry green eyes. I knew he was thinking what I was thinking; and I could see he assumed that I'd totally play along with her. But I wasn't going to have sex with her; ever. And I knew that's what she was getting at.

"Don't worry, it wont be that intense with her." I reassured him, and he seemed to relax only a little. "I'm just going to humour her a little."

"Just be careful though." He warned. "She's feisty and devious."

I smiled at him and pulled him into a warm embrace. "I know, don't worry about me."

He seemed satisfied, and smiled as we walked to class together.