'Cartman hurled me closer putting his arm over my stomach and moved it up and down,
"What are you thinking?" his warm breath whispered into my ear.
I let out a small laugh at how he used his seductive tone.. it turned me on and he knew it.
"Um.." I begin, smiling, Cartman grinned and held me closer into him, as the covers surrounded us.
I turned over onto my back and gazed at Cartman's dark brown eyes stareing back at me..
Fuck, he looked hott. He was shirtless, and his hair hung down from his forhead.
"Thinking about.. You" I answer lamely, not knowing what to say.
Cartman smirked, "Come on Jew, what about me?" He smiled and leaned in closer.
I giggled, "Um.. About how sexy you are and how much I miss you"
Cartmain raised his eyebrow in confussion, "miss me?" his voice turned normal,
Then he grinned evily and went down on me his body pressing against mine, and put his lips to mine,
Kissing me, he sepperated a moment eyes remained shut,"How do you miss me?" Then came back to
my lips, kissing me softly then slipped his tounge into my mouth massaging mine,
"I.." I begin but Cartman interupts by kissing me again.
He wouldn let me turn away.
A few moments later he sat up from me, his legs on each side of my waist.
Seeing him stareing down at me like that made me almost hard enough to cum my pants.
And he didnt even TOUCH down there yet!
"You dont need to miss me" he said in his dark tone and moved his hands up my shirt and massaged my chest.
I moaned a little as he leaned back down on me and began tounge kissing my neck as he brought his hands to the button
of my shirt takeing it off..'

"Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! -"

Kyle slowly opened his eyes that morning relieving the sunlight that shined through his window.
He rubbed his eyes sitting up from his bed and shut his curtains.
Kyle slamed his fist onto his alarm clock and threw himself back down onto his bed.
He looked to his alarmclock.
'10:34 AM' He glanced down, 'Febuary 14' it flashed.
Kyle groaned and pulled the covers over his head and flipped onto his stomach.
'Valentines day..'
Kyle shoke his head, The day him and Cartman got together.
Kyle clenched his eyes shut and tried to get back to sleep.. today would go by so much faster if he just slept the
whole day. Kyle had no intentions of leaving his room tonight.
South park always over did itself with holiday decorations. The last thing he needed was to be surrounded by hearts
and words of 'Love'
Kyle rolled his eyes trying to force himself back to sleep, Maybe with enough luck he could sleep through the whole day.

********
Five minneutes later and Kyle still couldnt go back to sleep.
He was almost angry at himself.. why the hell didnt he turn his alarm clock off?!
"Kyle?" a voice called as the door creaked open.
Kyle pulled the covers from over his head and looked to his door.. Stan stod there.
"Stan? What are you doing here?"
Stan walked inside and sat on the edge of Kyle's bed.
"Seeing how you were feeling" he answered simply.
Kyle nodded and looked down. He should of expected Stan to come check on him.
"So.. How are you feeling?" He asked.
Kyle shoke his head and looked off to the side,
"I hate valentines day" his eyes remained to the wall.

Stan let out a small sympathetic smile and nodded.
"Atleast it's just one day"
Kyle nodded then looked up to him, "Why arent you with Wendy?"
Stan smirked and looked to the clock, "Dude It's ten fifty four in the morning. She probably isnt awake right now."
Kyle nodded again, "So.. Your going to the dance tonight right?"
Stan looked down, He felt bad about doing this.. I mean Kyle is probably going to have a hard time today, it being
the day him and his exboyfriend got together and all but, He promised Wendy he'd be there.

"Yeah" Stan said rubbing the back of his neck uncomfortably.
Kyle forced a nervous smile trying to hide the disapointment.
He hoped Stan could be there with him today.. Honestly, being alone will be ten times harder not to think
of.. Cartman. Kyle clenched his eyes shut at the thought. He promised himself not to think about him.
Stan read his mind, "But dont worry" he quickly added.
"Right after the dance I'm comming back, and can maybe sleep over if you want"
Kyle looked up at him giving him a small smile, 'Atleast he's trying.'
"Thanks" he said.
Stan smiled putting a reasurring hand on his shoulder.
"Try not to think about it.. Ok?"
Kyle nodded, "Ok"
Stan smiled and walked to the door and turned to him, "I have to go get ready. Are you going to be ok here by yourself?"
Kyle forced a smile "Sure" he lied.
"Yeah I'll be fine."
Stan smiled and went to the the door, "I'll be back in a few hours" he said and went the door.
As soon as Stan left, Kyle undid the plastered 'I'm ok' smile and put his fist to his forhead.
He really wished today already ended.

Cartman held his hair in his hand looking down, sitting at the edge of his bed hearing the sounds over and over again,
"You shut up!"
"No, You shut up!"
"Dont fucking talk back to me!"
"No I -"
Crash, Bang, "FUCK!"

Cartman sighed and clenched his eyes shut.
it was the same everymorning. To everynight.
Cartman swung the bottle back into his mouth as he tasted the burning sensation that traveled down to his
stomach. Maybe if he drinks enough today, The sounds through the walls would just block out.
"I'm not going to tell you again Lianne!"
Cartman shoke his head, trying to iggnore Rick's voice through the walls.
The looked down at his bandage kenny rapped for him when he found him cutting himself with a mirror piece.
He slowly turned his arm over to the part the bandage was tapped at and started to peel it off, and unwrap the bandage.
When he was finished he saw a ton of red deep cuts that sunk into his skin.
From the bottem of his hand to almost hitting his elbow.
Cartman stared down at it, looking at the deep red cuts.
He sighed, Cartman's ear earched at the voices,
"You fucking do as your told!"
"Rick please I dont -"
"Do it Lianne.." He warned.
Cartman closed his eyes and picked up a needle beside him and held it firmly in his fist and traced it down
the elbow of his arm.
"You know what you are? Your a god damn fucking whore Lianne, and
do you know where that gets you?! You-"
The voice went on and Cartman held his needle closer to his arm makeing the needle go deeper into his skin.
Blood trailed down the line of where he was cutting,
"Nowhere! It's fucking pathetic Lianne! The way you-"
Cartman put in deeper over one of his scars and it ripped open leaving blood traveling down the sides of his arm.
The scars tore open as Cartman cut over them with a needle, deeply cutting into his skin,
Cartman slowly came to a stop when he reached the bottem of his wrist from about his hand.
He slowly lifted up the needle that dripped with blood and looked at his cut open wrist.
It hurt so fucking bad but yet he felt.. relief.
the Pain felt like a good kind of pain.. He cut just deep enough.
He sighed again and wraped the bandage back around his wrist as the blood sunk though the white bandage.
"I have been working my fucking ass off trying to make this work Lianne and what do you do?!
YOU SLACK OFF! If you fucking slack off you dont -"
Cartman rolled his eyes and couldnt believe how thin the fucking walls were.
Cartman got up from the ground and headed towards his desk getting his pack out of the drawer.
"Rick I am trying! But all you do is yell and yell and -"
Smack!
"What did I tell you about talking back?!"
"But what about ERIC?!" She screamed her voice almost scretching,
Cartman slammed his drawer shut and opened his door heading down the steps.
He had to get away from this.. from this fucking noise. He couldnt take it anymore.
"Oh fuck him, that little prick can think what he wants" Rick muttered, not noticing Cartman walking past them and shut
the door behind him, interupting his mom's responce.
He walked onto the porch and sat down on his step putting his head in his hands.
He could still hear the voices but at least not as clearly as he could inside.
Cartman put his head in his hands.
"You dont fucking talk like that!"
"Rick! Rick Please!"
Cartman shoke his head.
"-Well maybe you should have thought about that before you went whoreing around Lianne!"
He heard Rick behind him.
Cartman glared down at the ground and got up and started walking towards his car.
He couldnt take it here anymore.
Cartman toke his key's out of his pocket and pressed unlock and the car beeped.
"Hey!" someone yelled, Cartman paid no attention and kept walking.
"Hey! Fatass! over here!" That made Cartman look angerily to the right and saw Kenny standing there a few
feet away, with a dirty brown shirt with a few holes.
Cartman rolled his eyes in his direction, but remained still as Kenny walked towards him.
"What?!" Cartman asked roughly as soon as Kenny stod infront of him.
Kenny shrugged, "Where you goin?"
Cartman looked down and lightly kicked snow from the ground.
"Away from here" he answered quietly, not makeing eye contact.
"You fucking Bitch!" Kenny turned his head to the voice that sounded like it was in Cartman's house.
"Your going to fucking pay for that?! you know how much that fucking cost?!"

Kenny looked back to Cartman and nodded.
Cartman glared and started walking back towards his car.
Kenny followed behind him, and knocked on the window on the passengers side when Cartman was seated.
Cartman frowned and rolled down the window, "What?" he sneered.
Kenny shrugged and opened the door getting in and slammed it behind him.
"What the fuck are you doing?"
Kenny shrugged again, "Ridding with you" He reached for the seatbelt.
Cartman was about to protest about how he wanted to be alone and he was too poor to ride in his car,
But he didnt, and rolled his eyes as he turned on the engine and backed out of his driveway.

Wendy testaburger paced around her living room in her velvet dress, She looked to the clock yet again and sighed.
"Where is he?" she asked her said out loud.
Stan was suppose to be here a while ago.
She sat on her couch trying to relax, she knew she could get frustrated over the littlest things.
Wendy flipped on the Tv, "He'll come" she said, as she switched the channels.
"DING DOONG"
"Finnaly" she got up from her couch and rushed to the door.
She flung it open with a wide smile then it disapired and felt disapointment when she saw Bebe.
Bebe smiled "Hey Wendy"
"Hey" Wendy tried not to sound disapointed. She looked up and down at Bebe,
She was wearing a light yellow flawless dress that reached down to her white shoes.
"Come here" She said quickly and grabbed Wendy's hand, Wendy got yanked into her front yard and gasped.
A limozine!
"Oh my god.."
"I know, Isnt it great!" Bebe hyped, tugging on her arm in excitment.
"Uh.. yeah.. Bebe how can we afford this?" Wendy looked to Bebe with worry.
Bebe smirked, "You know my new boyfriend Gabbon?"
"Yeah.."
"His dad owns a limo service! We get to use it free tonight!"
"Wow Cool!" Wendy smiled. "Come on! Everyone's inside!" Bebe tugged her towards the limo.
"Uh Bebe, Isnt this much for just a valentines dance?" Wendy asked as Bebe tugged her.
"Hey, If my boyfriend's willing to give us a free limozine ride to a dance, I'm not turning it down!"
Wendy laughed as Bebe opened the limo door and got inside. Wendy followed her inside and saw Stan sitting
next to Gabbon in the back, He smiled at her.
She grinned and saw Stan wearing an over coat with deminen jeans, Wendy frowned and sat next to him.
"Stan, You wearing THAT to the dance?!"
Stan looked down at his black overcoat and shrugged, "It's just a valentines dance"
"Yeah, but Stan your suppose to look nice!"
Stan frowned, "So what, I dont look nice?!"
"No! No, no no you do. It's just.."
Stan blinked, "Wendy, its just a valentines day dance, not prom.
See Gabbon didnt get all dressed up either" he gestured to Gabbon who had a plaid brown shirt with jeans.
Wendy sighed then mannaged to smile, "Yeah" she agreed.
Well as long as Stan wasent the only one.
Stan smiled and put his arm around her while Bebe moved over by Gabbon, she gave him a kiss on the cheek and he smiled.
"Nice dress" he said.
Bebe frowned, "Nice?! I paid 49.95 for this thing!"
Gabbon shrugged and looked forward.
Wendy rolled her eyes, she's guessing the only reason her best friend's going out with that creep is for his money,
and she would do that.

It was silent in the car as Cartman drove. Kenny stared out the window most of the time..
Cartman had that look in his eye that said, 'I dont want to be bothered'
Kenny sighed and finnaly looked at him.
"dude, where are we going?"
Cartman glanced at him frowning and looked back to the road.
"dont know, dont care." he muttered
Kenny stared at him a few seconds and nodded. Guess thats all the responce he was going to get from him for now.
Kenny heard a thundering sound and looked up to the sky and saw a few drops of rain comming out.
"Dude, It's going to rain."
Cartman stared at the road unamuzed "So?"
Kenny shrugged, "Well Sorry" Kenny shot sarcastically
Just tryin to make conversation"
Cartman's eyes still glued to the road, "I dont want to talk right now" he said low.
Kenny narrowed his eyes, "Ive noticed."
Cartman didnt respond.

Kenny looked back out the window as Silence once again toke over, then he shoke his head,
He was sick of the quietness, "It's about Kyle isnt it?"
Cartman clenched his eyes and gritted his teeth sighing,
"I knew it! I knew it was about him!" Kenny pointed,
Cartman faced him, "GOD DAMN IT KENNY SHUT THE HELL UP!" He yelled slammed his fists on the wheel
which made it turn,
"Beep, beep, beep!"
Kenny's eyes went wide, "CARTMAN! LOOK OUT!"
Cartman looked forward at the semi comming towards them and quickly toke spun the wheel to the other side,
The tires squeeked as he heard the Semi go past them still honking, Cartman drove left right, left, right still trying to take
control of the car while Kenny held onto his seat.
He toke a left too far and the car went off the the side and crashed down into the ditch.
It toke a few moments of silence as the car stod still with the front windsheild in a pile of weeds.
"C..Cartman?" Kenny was the first to speak.
"yeah.."he answered slowly,
"Are you Ok?"
"Yeah, yeah sure. you?"
"Yeah."

Cartman's heart was racing and thumping hard from his chest, They almost died.
Cartman finnaly opened his door and it swung open, Cartman climbed himself out, Kenny did too.
They got to their feet and stared at their tipped over car, a wheel was still spinning.
"Whad are you gunna do?" Kenny broke the silence.
Cartmanb put his fingers through his hair, "The fuck should I know, You made me crash it!"
Kenny frowned, "Your the one that crashed it!"
Cartman shut his eyes and sighed. This wasent going to help anything, he shoke his head.
"Whatever" he mumbled and opened his car door getting something out.
Kenny raised his eyebrow, "That's it? That's all your gunna say?"
Cartman came back out with a tin of vodka and shrugged, "Fighting wont help, even though it sure as hell was your fault."
Kenny snorted and folled Behind Cartman as he walked further down the hill, and toke a swing of his vodka into his mouth.
"you know.. Drinking isnt always going to solve your problems" Kenny frowned.
Cartman glanced at him and rolled his eyes takeing another drink.
"See that's what you do" Kenny said moving forward and infront of him,
"You drink to get out of reality and face your fucking problems, It may help you NOW, but when you come back it'll only
make things worse. Trust me dude, I fucking know this stuff"
Cartman frowned and pushed Kenny out of his way as he walked further down the hill.
Kenny watched Cartman walk away and looked up when he felt a raindrop fall onto his face, he looked up and saw lightning.

Kyle cried softly into his arms.
He was in the corner of his pitch black room.. the only light was the bluish light through the window,
Kyle sat on the reflection of it.
Kyle sniffled and wipped tears from his eyes.
He tried denieing it.. he tried so fucking hard but he couldnt anymore, it hurt too much.
He missed him, he fucking missed him.
Just to hold him in his arms on last time, just to Kiss him just One more second would mean everything.
Kyle sniffled wipped away more tears as he held his knee's closer to his chest.
His heart felt like it had been stabbed multiple of times, He felt this all day.
All day he has been crying, in a corner, miserable.
Kyle put his hands through his hair as he tried to clear his throat from the scumness of his crying.
"I miss him.." Kyle whispered to himself.
It wasent much but atleast he felt a little better.. telling the truth relieves some stress.
To Stan, Wendy, everyone at school he's been takeing it fine.. some were supprised.
What they didnt know was he wasent fine, They didnt know each time he just had to look at Cartman facing him in the halls
he wanted to burst into tears. And they didnt know he spent his whole day crying about it.
A part of Kyle felt like a fucking wuss, but he couldnt help it.
Kyle knew he couldnt fucking take this anymore!
'I cant be without Cartman! I Cant!' Every morning Kyle wakes up and hoped this was a huge nightmare.. then realized
this was real reality. Cartman was gone.. forever. Out of his life.
Done with. Over.

Just thinking about it made Kyle start crying again into his arms.
Kyle remembered when he used to be his own protection, he was was so conservative and strong willed.
He used to never let Cartman get to him when he was getting younger.
And even when he got older he constantly fought him and others on his oppinions and beliefs.
He always felt strongly about himself.
But now.. he felt weak.
he felt no self confidence, no willingness to fightback, just pure missery.
Kyle broflovski rarely cried.. and his Ex boyfriend is now made him to it for weeks straight now.

Kyle looked up at the sudden clicking noise from his window and saw raindrops,
He laid his head back down in his already soaked up sleave and continued sobbing.
He heard the rain fall onto the roof, but it didnt bother him.
Kyle sat up and sighed laying back against his wall trying to get a hold of himself.
He breathed deeply and closed his eyes.

FLASH
Cartman walked closer to him, "I.. I dont want to hurt you.." he said softly.
FLASH
Kyle stared at Cartman with water filling eyes
'Cartman are you.. breaking up with me?'
FLASH
Cartman nodded
FLASH
Cartman stepped closer,
"To think I.. hurt you.." Cartman rolled his hand down Kyle's face slowly
then quickly and shakeingly pulled it away and turned around, walking away.

Kyle shoke his head trying to erase the flashback.
He kept dreaming of that scene over and over and over again and woke up with tears in his eyes,
and the way Cartman turned away and walked away.. out of his life.
What hurt the most was seeing him walk away.
'We could have been so much more..' he thought to himself.
'I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him..'

Whenever Kyle thought of the feautre he thought of Stan marrying Wendy,
Kenny fufilling his dream on hitchhicking his way to sanddeago and gamble and sleep with 'tons of hot babes' as he said.
and him and Cartman.. would still be together.
He always put Cartman in his feautre.. Guess that parts over now.
Kyle sniffled then got up onto his feet and walked to his closet and went through a few stacks
of cd's, then he finnaly found it.
The blank disk with Blue perminent marker written on the front, 'Our song'
With 'Cartman + Kyle 4evr' on the bottem cirlcled in a heart.
Kyle stared at it then slowly put it into his stero.
He knew this was a bad idea.. that this was just going to make it worse.
But he didnt care, he just wanted to feel that feeling of comfort.
Cartman always listened to this song with him beside him.. for the first time he was going to listen to their song alone.
Kyle slowly pressed play and let himself fall onto his back.
The beat of the drum entered his speakers and Kyle closed his eyes to the familair sound.
Just that sound brought back so many memorys of the moments he heard this with Cartman.
Then it began, "On the brightest hour, of my darkest day, I've realized, what is wrong with me.."
Kyle opened his eyes to the ceiling, "Cant get over you, Cant get through to you" His heart caved the lyrics,
"It's been a helter-skelter romance from the start" Kyle gulped, as the song brought back so many memorys.
"Take these memories that are Haunting me,
Of a paper man cut into shreds by his own pair of scissors
He'll never forgive her...he'll never forgive her..."

'Or him' Kyle silently added.
Kyle store at the ceiling with his hands behind his head as the song continued with chimes of the guitar.
takeing a breath, it was almost hard to listen to this.

"Because days come and go.." it continued.
but my feelings for you are forever"
Kyle felt his heart Tug at the word forever.
"Beacuse Days come and go,
But my feelings for you are forever.."
Kyle almost felt like crying as the guitar came in tune then the drums began tapping again.
"Forever.." Kyle whispered to himself.

"Dude, How the fuck did you get a credit Card?" Kenny frowned at Cartman in the back of a cab.
Cartman glanced at him and rolled his eyes, "Mom gave it to me for emergencys."
Kenny's eyebrows raised, "And Rick was Ok with that?"
Cartman glared and felt his anger go up at the sound of 'Rick'
He sighed irritated, "It was before they fucking got together."
Kenny stared at him then nodded, to looking out the window.
Great. Valentines day and Cartman crashes his car in the middle of nowhere.
If Cartman didnt have a fucking credit Card who knows what would happen.
The mexican cab driver looked to Cartman through the review mirror,
"I get tip?" He asked in a mexican accent.
Cartman rolled his eyes "Take me to South park and we'll see"
The driver blinked, ".. I get tip?" he asked again.
"ugh" Cartman glared out the window.
He fucking hated immigrants, They need to learn fucking english if they are brave enough to come into this
fucking country.
"You like Veolintines day, no?" The driver asked.
Kenny glowered and smirked a perverted grin, "Very much" he answered deviously.
The driver nodded.
Kenny knows the chicks are more likely to "fall in love" on valetines day.. he's good at acting.
The sooner they believe it, the sooner you'll get them in bed.

"Aya, Fat boy.." The cab driver looked to Cartman.
Cartman spun his head around to him angerly, "I'm not fucking fat I'm big boned!"
The driver looked to the road quick then back to the review mirror, "Kay?" he asked not understanding.
Cartman flexed his tightened fists, "Whatever, just drive" he said looking back out the window.
The driver cocked his head, "You like veolinetines day?"
Cartman glanced at him, then looked back out the window, "No"
"No?"
"Valentine's day fucking sucks."
the dirver looked to the road then back into the review mirror. "Kay?"
Cartman sighed loudly and rolled his eyes. For the first time he acctually wanted to go home.

Stan grinned as he was holding Wendy in his arm exciting the school and the loud music,
Wendy continued laughing at the joke Josh told a few minneutes ago.
A smile plastered accross Stan's face, he loved seeing her so happy.
And not in wires, or with a feeding tube.. she actually ate a few cookies.
Wendy couldnt know how proud he was of her.
"Told you you'd have fun" Stan said jokeingly.
Wendy finnaly cought up with her giggles and looked to him while they still walked to the limo.
"Yeah, I guess your right" she aggred.
Stan refuured to Wendy saying earlier before it began this dance was probably going to suck.. but it didnt.
"That was funner then the last one" she grinned.
"Yeah, concidering Cartman getting drunk puking on stage, and me getting beat up then yeah this was better then the other
one."
Wendy stared at him, clearly not getting it was a joke.
"I'm sorry Stan" she said.
Stan raised his eyesbrows then laughed waving it off, "No, No it happened awhile ago plus you didnt do anything"
Wendy looked to the ground and nodded. That reminded her..
"So how's Kyle doing?"
Stan looked from the ground back to her, "Bad"
Wendy nodded sympathetically. "How was he takeing today? I mean I know today was the first day they.."
Stan put a hand up with closed eyes not wanting her to go on, then put it down.
"I know."
Wendy stared at him for more info and Stan continued, "This morning I went to see him and he was locked in his room
crying. Ike almost didnt even let me in. Stan.. Stan thats so sad.
Stan shruggs, "Breakups happen"
Wendy nodded then looked back up to him, "Hope that doesnt happen to us."
Stan smiled "It wont" Wendy smiled back.
"I'm really proud of you" Stan said putting his arms around her, "You kept your promise."
Wendy smiled and put her hands to the back of Stan's neck and leaned him in closer.
"And I'll never break it again" She said, pressing her lips against his.

Cartman sighed with relief as he saw his house a few yards away, as the cab driver continued going
on about how he came to america to pay off some depts for his 'familia' in mexico.
Partly Cartman couldnt understand nor did he fucking care too.
Atleast it stopped raining, Now it was just fucking cold. He realized it when Kenny decided it would be a good idea to whistle
At some girls in short skirts and cold air flew in. Cartman made sure to drop him off first.

He couldnt wait to get out of the fucking car, and not listen to The cab driver yab anymore.
Although he had to addmitt, he'd rather hear his 5 more boreing as hell and hard to understand stories then listening to
Rick and his mom all night long.
The cab driver pulled into Cartman's parkinglot and stopped.
Cartman yanked out the credit card from his brown leather jacket and flipped it to him.
Ricardo scanned the credit Card through a tiny machine in the car and it beeped with purchase.
Ricardo put the credit card back by the scanner and glanced at Cartman, "I get tip?" he asked.
Cartman frowned "Gimme that" he yanked the card away from ricardo's hand.
"No, No tip, comprende?" he got out of the car "No tip"
He slammed the door and started walking towards his house, fuck it was could out here.
Colder then usual. Guess Cartman should expect it sense it just rained a while ago.
Cartman he heard the cab driver drive off as he walked closer to his house.
'Hah. like im giving a tip to a poor as hell mexican who doesnt know when to shut the fuck up'
Cartman stepped up his steps onto his deck, he prepared himself to hear yelling in screaming.
He yanked open the door and was shocked. No screaming or yelling. Just darkness.
Cartman walked inside slamming his bag to the ground and walking into the kitchen looking at the fridge.
Usually if His mom went somewhere she'd leave a note. He looked. No note.
He huffed and turned heading up to his bedroom.
Who cares where they went? as long as they were fucking gone.
Cartman turned on his stero and guitar strings blared through his speakers.
Cartman walced around his room and fell to his bed shutting his eyes, 'long fucking day..'
" The band slowly came to an end with the amp blarring through the speaker for a killer ending,

'And Welcome back to 93 X, That was Avenged sevenfold's new song Scream, can buy their new album
Critacal Aclaim at nearby targets and walmarts and also, for traffic here in colorado be sure to watch out for highway
35 E and 34 W. Now for a commerical free your listening to 93X" The announcer ended.
A familiar drum sound began and Cartman's ears perked up and he sat up straight he knew this song.
He quickly got to his stero and turned it off. He breathed out. He couldnt fucking listen to that song.
It was.. His and Kyle's song.
Kyle.

Cartman glared and went for a bottle of Vodka under his bed,
He fucking cursed the station for reminding him.
He flipped open the bottle and let gallons fall into his throat.
He drunk so much of this shit, he could drink it plain without after tastes.
Cartman swung the bottle back out from his mouth and felt the burning sensation in his stomach
and the familiar taste like perminent marker at the end of your throat.
He slowly sat down.
He wanted this night to go as fast as fucking possible.
Valentines day.
Fuck, they just had to get together on a holiday.. where they'll always remember.
didnt they?
Cartman toke another swig.
He wished Kyle was here with him now.. He probably hates him for breaking up with him.
Cartman didnt want to do it, he didnt want Kyle to leave his life, he wanted him here now,
He wanted to kiss him and cry to him, telling him how sorry he was and he should have never had that
first sip beacuse now it has ruined his entire fucking life.

Kyle felt almost sick.
He was sick of Crying. He was sick of hurting and missing, he was sick of this heart acheing feeling he gets in the pit of his stomach
whenever someone says his exboyfriends name. He's sick of missing, regreating and feeling like there's no point in life anymore.
Cartman was his whole life, what was he without him?
'I used to have a proud name of "Cartman's Gay boyfriend" and now I'm just.. Kyle. A homosexual.
A homosexual that is still crying and deppressed over my ex boyfriend dumping me. Great' Kyle thought to himself.

Kyle sniffled and wiped snot from his nose onto sleave.
He was sick of feeling this way and crying but but he couldnt help it.
His tears came out unstopable, and no matter how he tried it was impossible not to think about him.
Kyle sighed, and looked back down to the ground putting his head in his arms.
He wished Stan was there. Atleast he'd help him feel better a little bit, not much but a little.
But what he Really wished was that Cartman was there.
By his side, wipping away his tears and probably say 'shut the fuck up jew, everythings going to be fine, your such a crybaby."
Reffureing to Cartman.
But Kyle wished he was there.. Kyle got up from the ground and walked to his bed laying down, it's getting pretty late
so he thought about trying to get some sleep.. atleast the day would go by faster.
'I wonder what Cartman's doing right now..' Kyle shoke his head angry at himself for thinking it.
The sad thing is he thinks he probably wouldnt want to know.. Cartman's an alcoholic, plain and simple.
Abbusive stepdad, true. you know the old saying couples say,
"I just want you to be happy?"
The only thing worse then letting the love of Kyle's whole fucking life just walk out is knowing,
He's not going to be Ok. And he's probably never going to be happy due to the road he's takeing.
Kyle tossed then turned in his bed trying to erase these thoughts and get some sleep but they just kept comming.
'Atleast Cartman has Kenny.. And Kenny wants him to get better.. GOD DAMN IT STOP THINKING ABOUT HIM!'
Kyle put his pillow over his head.
Cartman's face still appeared.. his heart still hurt. He was litteraly sick.
Kyle yanked the pillow off his bed.
One thing he knew.. He loved him.
Kyle sat up, "..Forever" he whispered to himself.
Kyle sat up straighter, 'Am I really going to just let him ruin his life?' Kyle got off his bed and to his door to open it.
'Wait? what Am I doing?' he asked himself. A moment later he yanked it open and headed down the stairs,
'I cant do this anymore.'

Kyle put on his old green hat, shoes and reached for the front door,
"Kyle? what are you doing?"
Kyle turned and saw his mom in her pink robe and coffee in her hand,
"Uh.. going to Stan's" he lied. Knowing If he said Cartman she wouldnt let him go.
"At nine thirty at night?"
"Uh.. Yeah. He um.." Kyle scratched his head searching for words, "He wanted me to.. sleep over"
Shelia raised her eyebrow, "Well, You know there was a dance tonight right? I mean he went with We-"
"Oh, yes of course, I heard about that. Why didnt you go Kyle?"
Kyle tapped his foot wanting to be out the door, "I um, I dont know, but I gotta go, he wants me over soon before
the um.. The movie starts and he cant pause his Tv."
Kyle opened the door, "Bye!" he ran out and slammed it behind him.
He started pacing down the sidewalk and let out a breath of relief. 'Thank god.'
He knew he was a bad liar.
As Kyle walked he tugged his green hat closer, He hasent worn it in forever.
He figgured he should sense when it stopped raining it the wind blew harder on his window.
He was right, it was way too fucking cold out here. Colder then usual.
Kyle tugged his hat tighter with his orange coat, he was halfway down the block and he was already shivering,
Chattering his teeth together from the coldness. He could see his breath breath out.
Kyle looked up and the gray clouds moved closer, For nine thirty it looked pretty bright outside.
The wind kept blowing and blowing into Kyle's hair, so much it acctually hurt, But Kyle forced himself
to go on. Freezing and shivering Kyle was almost there.. Suddenly he tripped on something and fell to the ground.
Landed on his knee's, His arms went up, raising his chest from the ground and felt his gloves grasp the cold snow.
His face felt colder, almost numb. He still haddent got up, He felt emotionaly drained.
'What am I doing?' he thought. 'This wont do anything. He's gone Kyle, You have to fucking face it' his head fought.
Kyle clenched his eyes shut and felt tears filling them,
'I.. cant go on without him, Its too fucking hard.' he reminded himself getting up from the ground.
He wiped away his teary eyes with his gloves which made it worse sense his gloves went into the snow, and
his face stung with frostbite. Kyle sniffled and forged himself to keep going, step by step.
When he finnaly got to Cartman's he felt as if it was the longest walk he has ever token.
And It's only a 4-5 minneute walk to Cartman's.
Kyle wipped his eye one more time and walked into Cartman's yard.. this felt so strange, being at his house?!
Suddenly he started regreating this, concidering if he should just run back home, and if he did it fast enough, Cartman wouldnt
even catch him here. But he breathed and shoke his head, He had to do this, Maybe he will regreat this but he is not going
to feel the way he did at home. Kyle kept walking and lurked up next to a tree amoung Cartman's house.
Kyle looked in his yard hidding behind the tree having more second thoughts, then he noticed Cartman's car was gone.
'That's weird..' he thought.
'He must not be here' he figgured.
Kyle looked up to Cartman's window which was dark, but lately his room has always been.
Another thing he had noticed was that Rick's car was gone also, and there's no yelling sounds in the distance like their usually was.
Kyle felt the cold breeze onto his back, and looked up to Cartman's window again, His eyes glistened.
He turned around and sat behind the tree.
He couldnt believe he was about to cry right infront of his fucking Ex-boyfriend's house.
Kyle remembered.. 2 years ago's Valentine's day, was the day they got together.
In that very room behind him, Cartman laid him ontop of his bed, and began kissing him mercurously.
They had a heated session of makeing out for the first time that valentine's day.
He kept getting flashbacks of it.

Of when Kyle was in Cartman's bed and as He was giving Cartman a handjob and Cartman began moaning to it,
he leaned closer with closed eyes and felt his hott breath whisper,
"I never hated you"
At this very day.. and last Valentines day, him and Cartman watched movies all night at his aunts house.
His aunt was gone.. But it was one of the best nights ever.
Now this valentines day he was heartbroken, sitting right infront of His Ex-boyfriends house sobbing behind a tree.
'If someone saw me, they might think I'm a stalker' Kyle thought to himself.
'I never knew what It was like to be alone' he thought.
The past two years of valentines, Cartman was his.
and Now.. he's alone.

Kyle finnaly was sick of being stung by the wind against his skin and got up from the snow and looked to Cartman's house.
He probably wasent home.. but he didnt come here for nothing.
Kyle toke a breath and started walking towards his house.
Every second he got closer his heart beated faster, he could litteraly feel it pounding.
"It's ok.." Kyle said to himself, trying to calm down as he nervously got to Cartman's front deck.
He slowly went up the stairs and quickly put his hand to the knob fearing he might change his mind and yanked on it,
He expected it to be locked but it flew right open.
Kyle stod still as the door remained open and inside Cartman's dark living room shadderd with light from outside.
Kyle slowly walked inside and shut the door behind him, the room became dark again.
Kyle was almost shivering with fear getting parinoid,
'What if they catch me?! What if noones here?! What if Cartman's here, What will he say?! What if he see's me?!'
A load of thoughts rushed to his head as his eyes scanned the familiar house.
He thought he would never be in here again.
He looked to the side and saw the kitchen, Dark and hollow.
Kyle kept walking and turned to the stairs, he knew to the right was Cartman's room.
The house was dead silent. Kyle probably figgured Noone was even here, but he still felt nervous as fuck.
He toke a deep breath and slowly and quietly moved one foot at a time up the steps.
Up, Up, Up, Up.. Up, up, up, up..

Kyle stopped and stared at Cartman's door.
If he was nervous before, he was fucking terrified now.
But he forced himself, he didnt work all this courage up for nothing.
He slowly walked to Cartman's door filled with hitler images and Stay out of room warning sign.
Kyle slowly opened it and the door fell open, It was quiet and dark like the rest of the house.
Kyle sighed with relief, must not be home.
Kyle looked to the right of his room and his heart dropped.. guess he was wrong.
Cartman was there sitting against his wall with bottle's all around him, empty one's and one in his hand.
Kyle's eyes went wide with fear as Cartman stared at him.
Something caught Kyle's eye and he looked to the left and saw a needle and a bag on his desk.
He didnt know what it was.. but it was obvious it was a drug.
Kyle looked back to Cartman, He looked out of it, not completely but to the point where he couldnt move.
Neither said a word, just stared at eachother, Then Cartman finnaly spoke, "What are you doing here?" he asked.
Kyle jumped a little at the sudden responce breaking the silence then stod up straight,
"Just beacuse we broke up, doesnt mean I'm not worried about you" he said.
Kyle prepared himself for Cartman to tell him to get out or anything he would throw at him.
But instead Cartman just looked down not saying a word and put the bottle to his side, not looking up
from the ground. Kyle stod there for about two minneutes in silence until he started walking towards him,
he had to dodge the bottle's in the way, litteraly trying to make room.
Cartman didnt look up when Kyle sat next to him.
Kyle's heart was racing and Cartman's eyes were glued to the ground as if he wasent even there.
Kyle's heart paced but a minneute later finnaly got enough courge to lift up his hand and place it on Cartman's
shoulder. Cartman jumped startled, but then settled, not takeing his eyes off the ground.
Another minneute later Kyle laid his head On Cartman's shoulder.
He swore he saw Cartman glance at him when he did it, but wasent sure beacuse Cartman's eyes were immediatly back
to the ground when he did it. They didnt move or say a word.
Two minneutes of complete silence and neither of them moved.
Kyle sighed, he couldnt take this anymore, he missed him so much. This wasent even Cartman.
Kyle put his hand to Cartman's face forcing him to look at him, Cartman stiffened his neck refusing to go in the direction
kyle was pulling him too but after constant attempts Cartman finnaly let him move his head head to his.
They didnt say a word As Kyle's emorald eye's sank into Cartman's dark.
thirteen seconds of just stareing then Kyle slowly leaned closer and lurred him into a kiss,
Cartman at first was hesitant, but then slowly kissed back.

AUTHORS NOTE:
YES! FINNALY DONE! THANK GOD!
I am sooo sorry, I havent updated in almost a week!
But its summer and ive been buzy, but im always constantly thinking of new
ideas for my stories and force myself to write even if I dont want too,
beacuse I know ill regreat not writting it later.

This toke me 3 seperate days to write concidering I had to keep saving it
then continueing beacuse ive been busy..
But anyway, hope you enjoyed the chapter!
YAY! love my ending to that one XD
oh and btw, The scene Kyle was crying was inspired by
What hurts the most by rascal flatts,
and when Kyle was walking, and the idea was from
Valentines day by Linkin park.
Oh, and you can tell I love the song forever by papa roach, thats why I made
it 'Their' song. ... sorry, im a music freak.
Please REVIEW! I'll Update soon!!