Cartman was driving home from Kyle's.
He was still stressed out from the argument.
The words kept repeating in Cartman's mind.
"Fine. But at some point your going to have to let me in."

Cartman rolled his eyes at his thoughts.
"You dont want to know the truth Kahl."
He said to himself in the empty car.

He got to his house and pulled up into the driveway.
He got out and opened the door.
He flung the door open and let it slam shut behind him.

He looked up and saw rick,
He squinted at the sight of him.
"Where were you?" Rick frowned.
Cartman frowned in disgust,
"None of your damn buisness where I was!"
Cartman then felt himself being slammed against the door.

"Dont use that language with me boy, Or I outta teach you some manners"
Rick said close to his face.
"Is that what you want?"
Rick held cartman's arms pinned to the door,
and shoke him, "Huh You little punk?! Is that what you fucking what?"
"Back the fuck off me!" Cartman tried shoving him off,
Then he felt his nose in pain, Cartman would hold onto it, But Rick still
had his hands clung onto his arms.
Then Cartman realized Rick had just punched him.
He felt something dripping out of his nose.. Blood he figguered.
"Say it again!" Rick yelled shakeing him again,
Then his face got closer to Cartman's.

So close Cartman could smell his breath,
Warm and beer smelling breath.
"I dare you" He whispered.

Cartman was frowning.
He Never wanted to give up his pride,
EVER to ANYONE.
But he didnt want to be punched again either.
His nose was still stinging, He woundered
if Rick broke it.
Cartman remained silent.
A few secounds went by and Rick held his arms and
slamed him against the door one more time.
Rick smiled, "That's what I thought."

Rick Walked into the kitchen.
Cartman stod there still shocked.
He slowly went down to his knees on the doorway and sat
there. His heart was beating fast and his nose hurt like a bitch.

Cartman sat there slowly breathing in and out,
Shaky breaths.
He looked to his hands and he was shakeing.
He wipped the dripping feel on his nose with his hand
And toke it back.
His hand was smeared in blood.
Cartman was still shakeing.
He could feel tears at the end of his throat but he kept them
in. He gasped, and starred at his blood marked hand still shakeing.
He sat there for about three more minneutes.

Then when he saw Rick come out of the kitchen and onto the couch
He looked at Cartman.
He saw Cartman sitting down against the doorway where he left him,
Blood at the bottem of his nose, shakeing and noticed Him jump alittle
when he came into the room.
Rick laughed to himself.
'The little shit's scared of me now' Rick smirked in his thoughts.

Rick got up just to adjust himself on the couch to be more comfortable
and the secound he moved, Cartman jumped back.
Rick Starred at him. 'Aint so tough now are ya junior?' he thought to himself.

Rick flicced open his beer bottle,
"Kid stop being a little wuss, Get off your ass."
He watched Cartman slowly get up from his knee's but stared at him
with caution.
Rick laughed, "Junior, I'm not gunna hit ya again,
Dont be a fucking moron. Just dont say stupid shit
like that or your gunna get hit." Rick gazed to Cartman.

Cartman remained silent, Just starring at Rick.
Rick was impressed, He didnt even see the kid blinked.

A few secounds later Cartman slowly moved out of the living room and into the
kitchen. He heard Rick laughing behind him in the living room.
Cartman frowned, "Fucking asshole" his voice cracked, then noticed,
His voice was wimpering and was about to cry.
Cartman put his hands to his head, Begging himself not to Let
That asshole get the satisfaction of seeing his tears.
He rubbed his eyes, and wiped away more blood then came to his nose.
He sniffed looking down.

Then he looked to the fridge.
He went to the fridge and toke out A Vadka.
He toke the bottle, He didnt give a fuck if Rick saw him with it.
He went out into the living room, and up the stairs.
He smiled and felt relieved when Rick didnt even look his way.

Cartman toke the bottle and flicced it open.
He toke a huge swollow and felt the alcohol Slid slowly
down into his chest.
He sighed and sat on his bed takeing another drink.
This is all he needed.
He knew the bottle could help his problems become slowly
farther and farther away and he'll be lost in dizziness.
That's what he wanted.
To be away from here.
To be away from Rick, His house, Everyone, Everything.
He toke another sip.
This was all he needed.


Kyle laid in his bed.
Looking through his photo album of him and Cartman.
He started making it when they first got together.
Kyle store sadly down at the pictures.

He looked at the one Where Cartman was holding him up
on his back just playing around, They starting dateing a few weeks before
the picture. Stan was in it too but he was cut off.

He looked at another one, It was the same one except Kyle
was on Cartman's Back and held his head back while he kissed him.

He sighed and looked to the next picture,
It was at a parade where we had a picnic.
Him, Cartman, Stan and Kenny went there.
The picture was a close up of Cartman on top of him, holding him in the Grass
kissing. Kenny snuck up on them and toke it and Cartman got all mad.

Kyle looked to the next page and saw a picture
of them outside the school.
Stan was taking the picture.
Me and Cartman were in the middle and Kenny was off to the side smiling
and had a ciggerate in his hand.
Cartman's arms where wrapped around Kyle's waist and his head rested
on Kyle's shoulder, He didnt smile though.
He rarely smiled in pictures.

Kyle felt his heart sink.
He shut the photo album and set it onto the floor
and back under his bed.

'What happened?' Kyle asked himself, Feeling his eyes getting watery.
'What happened between then and now?
Where the fuck did I go wrong?'

Kyle laid his face in his arms and felt himself trying to Cry.
He loved him so much, It hurt.
He wished he didnt fucking love him so much but he did.
He wimpered in his arms.
'What did I do wrong?' he asked himself.

In the middle of his crying he felt his door open,
He quickly wipped his tears and spun around.
He was expecting to see his mom in the door way
but it was Kenny.

Kyle raised his eyebrows, "Kenny? What are you doing here?"
Kyle asked, Trying to hide the weakness in his voice.
Kenny shrugged but his eyes were wide.
Kenny could tell he was crying.
It was obvious.
Kyle was the worst at hidding things.

Kenny walked up to him, "Hopin to get some
answers on that homework assignment Mrs. Bell
gave us.." Kenny sat on the bed and touched his arm
"Why are you cryin?"

"Me?" Kyle's voice cracked, sitting up.
Kyle faked a laugh,
"I'm not crying does it look like I've been -"
Kyle felt his tears escaping, "Crying?" He finsished his
sentance with a wimper and his eyes were wattering again.

Sat turned away from him and hid in his arms.
This was so fucking embarresing, He never cried infront
of Kenny before, Stan but not Kenny.
Kenny put his hand on his friend's back
"What's wrong?"

Kyle slowly looked up
'No point in lying.' he thought.

Kyle wipped his tears and looked to Kenny.
He's never really been personal with Kenny,
Now he's going to put his trust in him to the test.

"I.. It's.." Kyle croaked, Studdering.
Then he immediatly looked down and started to wimper.
Kenny put his arm around him and rocked him a little,
"Its Ok" He said,
"Eric.." Kyle tried again,
Kyle sniffed and wiped his tears away.

"I.. I think Eric wants to.." He gulped,
"Break up with me" He felt his tears getting hotter and
he looked down. He was crying like a fucking kid.
It was so fucking embarresing but he couldnt stop himself.

Kenny held onto him tighter, comforting his friend,
"Why do you think that?"

"I.." Kyle searched for words.
"He.. He's just.. just different."
Kenny raised his eyebrow, "How different?"

Kyle wipped his developing tear away and sighed,
trying to stop himself from crying.

"He.. It's just N..Not the same.
He.. he wont even talk to me!"
Kenny held him tighter but remained silent.

"There.. There are bruises Kenny" Kyle looked to him,
"Bruises.. on his body, I, I asked him about it and he flipped
out."

Kenny's eyes widdened, "Bruises?"
Kyle nodded.
Kenny looked down, he didnt know what to think.
Kyle started wimpering again and Kenny held him.
Kyle was glad he was there.. glad to have someone there
to hold him.. Help him through this.
But he really wanted Cartman.

Cartman slowly observed his wounded nose.
Dry blood remained.
He was in the bathroom, He grabbed a piece of toilet paper,
soaked it in water and touched his nose,
He had to get the blood off.
"Ow!" He jumped when the water touched his skin,
He looked to the tissue and glarred, He leaned closer into the mirror
"Son of a bitch" He muttered as the pain incressed rubbing the water
On the wound.
Turns out Rick didnt break it. But it felt broken.
It fucking stung when Cartman gently rubbed the water
over his nose.

Eventually the stinging pain could be over.
He threw the bloody tissue into the garbage and stepped back
taking a good look at himself.
His nose looked alot better.

Cartman would not dare going downstairs.
That asshole's down there.
Cartman groaned and walked into his room slamming his door.
He wished Rick would fucking leave.
And Cartman thought back to the time's that asshole wasent
in his life, and at the time he thought THAT was bad.. fucking wrong.
It was so much better back then.
Cartman was on his secound bottle of vadka.
He knew he was going to get a headache by tomorow,
but he didnt give a fuck.
He toke another big gulp and stuffed the almost empty bottle under his bed
and laid down into a deep sleep.

Next day, Same rutine.
Beeping noise woke him up from his pleasent sleep.
It pissed him off.
Had a headache, Like he predicted he would.
Walked out the door hoping Rick wouldnt talk to him,
Luckily he kept his eyes to the Tv and didnt.
Cartman started driving to school.

Cartman looked to His Gas Mil. It was low.
Cartman sighed, "God damnit."
He turned to the next gas station ahead and
and parked his car.
He got out and started putting his gas into his car.
When it was done He decided to go inside.
Why not.

He went inside and grabbed a Monster energy.
Decided he needed one after last night.
He again didnt remember what happened so he
obviously got fucked up.
He went to the register and an attractive brunnete was at the front.
Cartman put down the Monster, and reached his hand for his wallet
"I got gas too." He muttered.
"Alrighty" She smiled and typed buttons on the register.

Cartman got out his brown wallet and opened it to get a ten
dollar bill out.
He opened his wallet and paused.
He forgot it was there.. there was a picture in his wallet of him and Kyle.
Kyle was kissing him on the cheek and He was fliccing the camara off.
Cartman smiled a alittle.
He felt a little thump in his chest looking at it.
It was then he realized.. He really missed him.

"You got that?" The Women asked, breaking Cartman out of his
gaze. He shoke his head, "Oh yeah, sorry." He got the money out
and stuffed his wallet back in his pocket.
The women smiled and recieved the cash and gave him his change.
"Have a good day" the women smiled,
Cartman grabbed his monster.
"Doubt it." Cartman mummbled walking to the door.

Stan was driving Kyle to School.
It was one of those rare days when Wendy wasent in the car for once.
It was alot quieter.
Kyle was glad Kenny came over last night.
He really had to get all that shit about Cartman off his chest but
knew Stan wouldnt really like to hear it.
He started feeling guilty, like Maybe he toke Kenny's friendshio for granted.

"You Ok?" Stan interupted Kyle's thoughts.
Kyle looked at him,
"Fine. Why?" he lied.
"I dont know. You look down.
Something about Cartman?"

Kyle's eyes went wide,
"Did he really just ask me that?!'

"Why do you care?! You hate when I talk about Cartman!"
Stan rolled his eyes, "Kyle, I care beacuse your my best friend,
Yeah I dont like the guy but if something's really bothering you
about him I want to know."

Kyle sighed, Stan was always a good friend.
He was always willing to hear about his and Cartman's
crap even though he could tell Stan didnt enjoy listening
he still gave him advice. He was still always there.
But this time, He felt like he had to deal with this on his own.

Kyle smiled, "Yeah dude, I know. Thanks but nothings bothering me."
Stan raised his eyebrow like he didnt believe him.
"Seriously!" Kyle insisted,
Stan shrugged, "O-Kay." he smiled.
But something really was wrong.
"Just tell me if theres something on your mind dude."
Kyle smiled, "Ok"
He was so glad to have Stan as a friend.

Kyle felt more and more nervous as he was walking to his locker.
He knew Cartman's was just around the corner.
After what happened in the car yesterday, He was pretty sure Cartman
didnt want to see him.
'I'll just go the long way around' Kyle thought to himself.
Thinking of avoiding him today.
He turned to put in his locker combo.
Just at that moment Cartman's face caught the corner of his eye.
He was standing a few feet away,
Starring at him.
Kyle's heartbeat stopped.
He froze.

Cartman smiled. Then continued walking.
Kyles heart jumped when he was out of sight,
'Did he just smile at me?!' He could practically jump for joy.
A big smile went accross his face.
Just a simple smile from him just made his whole day light up.
Just a simple small smile from Cartman completely changed everything.
Kyle's heart got a warm feeling.
Just Cartman's smile.. Made him know everything was going to be Ok.

Cartman dreaded walking to science in secound piriod.
He was sick of seeing Stan's stupid face.
Everytime he see's him he wants to punch him.
Cartman knew Stan felt the same way about him.

He walked into the classroom and Stan was already at the
table working on it.

Cartman sighed and started walking to the table.
When Cartman stod next to Stan's seat, Stan looked
up at him and rolled his eyes.
Cartman frowned, "Dont roll your eyes at me, Asshole!"
"I didnt"
"Yes you did!"
Stan shoke his head, "Whatever Cartman."

Cartman sat on the seat next to Stan.
A few minneutes went by and Stan looked to Cartman
"Dude, You dont even have to be here, Youve hardly done any
work on the project anyways!"
Cartman frowned, "You wont let me do anything!"
"Beacuse I want to get a good grade!"
"Then stop your bitching!"

"Boys, Do I have to call the princable?!" The teacher yelled
upfront, they looked around and noticed everyone was starring at them.
Guess they were argueing a little too loud this time.
Stan spun around, "No sir. Sorry"
The teacher sat down at the desk,
"It's Ok. Be a little quieter. And no argueing."
"Yes sir." Stan nodded then looked back the the project.

Cartman snickered, silently laughing.
Stan frowned and turned to him, "WHAT?!"
Cartman was still smiling, "Your such a fucking suck up dude"
"Shut up Cartman or I'll kick your ass"
Cartman sat back with his arms crossed and looked to Stan concidedly.
"No you wouldnt."
Stan poked his finger into Cartman's chest "You wanna bet?"
Cartman kept his sly grin.
"You wouldnt beacuse you know Kyle would be supper pissed off at you
if you did."

Stan's expression changed.
He didnt even think about that.
Then he frowned again,
"Shut the fuck up, you stupid asshole" and turned
back to the project.
Cartman smiled with satisfaction.
He loved seeing him pissed off.

At the end of The day Kyle went through his locker,
putting books into his bag, while talking to Stan.
"..So Wendy met me after my game right, and she brought
this other guy and I asked who the dude was and she said
mark, This guy who Likes Bebe, Then bebe comes up to me asking
about you"

Kyle raised his eyebrow, then continued putting books into his bag.
"Dude really? Still?"
"Yeah, Dude It's like she doesnt get the point that your gay.
Everyones told her."
Kyle shut his locker, "I guess not." He said.
He had to addmitt he was alittle flattered a person liked him so much..
It would just be better if it wasent a girl..
If he was straight he'd probably go for Bebe.

"I dont know why she keeps trying dude.
I already told her I'm dateing Cartman" Kyle said walking
down the halls with Stan.
Stan stopped, "Dude.. Are you dateing Cartman?
You guys havent talked or looked at eachother sense two weeks ago!"

Kyle felt his voice sting.
'Ugh.. Stan why did you have to remind me?'

Kyle looked down sadly,
"I know.. and I dont know."

Stan immediatly regreat what he said,
when he saw Kyle's expression.

'FUCK WHY DID I ASK THAT!?
I'm so fucking stupid!
stupid, stupid, stupid!'

Stan tried getting away from the subject quickly,
"So Uh, You doing anything tonight?"
"No,"
"Oh cool. we should hang out"

Stan swung open the doors of their school heading for his car.
"Yeah, That'd be sweet" Kyle smiled,
They got closer to the Car,
"Yeah I -"
"Hey!" Someone inturupted Stan.
They both looked to their side, from the voice and
Cartman stod there with his arms crossed.

"Uh.." Stan Started.
He looked to Kyle whos eyes look like
they were going to buldge out.

Cartman walked over and Grabbed Kyle's arm.
"Come on Kahl, Your ridding with me."
Kyle stod there speachless,
Before Kyle could get a word in Cartman was already dragging him accross
the parkinglot and to his car.

Stan stod there, Starring at Cartman dragging his best friend away.
'What the fuck?'

Kyle's heart felt like it was going to jump into his throat.
The minneute Cartman was pulling him to his Car he felt..Happy.
He felt bad for just leaving Stan there, But here He was,
Back in Cartman's Car, Sitting next to him, Just like it used to be.
He couldnt feel anymore happy, He missed him so much.

They didnt say a word as Cartman started driving.
Kyle was just smiling like a freak looking out the window.
Cartman's eyes didnt look off from the road.
Kyle kept his smile and looked to Cartman.
"Explanation?" he asked.
Cartman's blank expression remained on the road.
"Nope." he said.

Kyle just kept smiling,
He didnt Care anymore about what happened,
Or Didnt care Cartman to explain.
The important thing was they obviously werent fighting
anymore, he was back with him, and that was all Kyle wanted.

Kyle didnt know where Cartman was driving.
He didnt ask, He didnt care.
All he cared about was that he was there with him.

AUTHORS NOTE:

Sorry this chapter was kinda short.
I wrote more but decided to use that in the next Chap.
Plus I g2g. Church. Wednesday thing.
:p
hope you liked the chap though :D
love you reviewers!

p.s hehehe I betcha love I put them back together
doncha? lol. most of ya kept asking for them to
get back together and so I'm like "FINE! FIINE!!! GOD!"
just kiddding.
lol sorry, hyper today.
byes :)