Can't stay focused

Ch. 8

After a few more sips of beer, Kyle and Stan started to feel sick. They usually don't go to keg parties, or drink that much.

"Dude I feel sick." Kyle said as he leaned on Stan's shoulders.

"Yeah, so do I." Stan said.

Kenny was walking over to Starks pond with Cartman. They both held beer bottles.

"Oh hey guys!" Kenny said as he sat next to Stan.

"Aww! They are having a little boyfriend moment!"

Cartman laughed as he sat next to Kyle.

"Shut the fuck up, Cartman!" Kyle said.

"What's wrong, khal? Defending your boyfriend!" Cartman said taunting Kyle.

Kenny and Cartman took chugs of their beer, while Stan and Kyle didn't.

"Come on, Stan and Kyle," Kenny said. "You guys had like 5 sips of beer!"

"Well we don't go to keg parties, and drink our asses off like you two do." Stan said.

"Geez, sorry." Kenny said looking a little tipsy.

"Oh my god you guys! You two are such pussies!" Cartman laughed.

"Cartman believe me, alcohol is bad for you." Kyle said as he glared angrily at Cartman's smug look on his face.

"Oh ok fine Khal. Let me help you out there." Cartman said pulling Kyle so he would stand up.

"Cartman what are you doing?!" Kyle said as Cartman forced Kyle to stand up.

Cartman grabbed the beer bottle that Kyle was holding. "I'll bet you 20$ if you can chug this entire beer, and stay fine for 2 hours."

Kyle thought about the dare, then said, "Ok, but if I win, you have to make out with Kenny."

Cartman had a determined look on his face. "And if I win, you have to make out with me for 2 minutes!"

Kyle's face turned blood red. Kyle knew that if he focused on something else for 2 hours, he could keep down the beer. "You're on!" Kyle said.

"Kyle please don't do this." Stan said as he put his hand on Kyle's shoulder.

"Don't worry, Stan, this will be easy." Kyle whispered as He held the beer bottle in his hand.

Kyle started to chug the drink. It tasted metallic and foamy. Not something you would use to quench your thirst.

Kyle finished and threw the bottle on the ground. He was already regretting he did that.

Kyle sat down, and held his stomach. Shit, ok just think of something else. Kyle told himself.

Stan glanced at Kyle, and thought, Well nice bet Kyle, you will be puking, and making out with Cartman.

Kyle tried to calm himself by breathing deeply and exhaling quietly.

"Yes, Kyle! I know that you'll puke and you shall make out with me!" Cartman said taunting Kyle by poking his back.

Kyle pushed Cartman's hand off of his head. "No, I will win! Just watch!"

After 25 minutes, Stan had left, not having the guts to watch Kyle make out with Cartman. Kyle was surprisingly hanging in there. Cartman sat next to Kyle, watching, and waiting.

"Dude we both know that you'll puke any minute, so will you just puke already?!" Cartman said growing impatiently.

Kyle looked at Cartman. "No! I'm sure I can make it another hour without puking! Just watch." Kyle said.

"Ugh, just barf dude! Come on!" Cartman said as he poked Kyle's shoulder.

"No Cartman! And stop fucking poking me!" Kyle said as he swatted his hand at Cartman.

Shortly after Kyle said that, his stomach lurched, and Kyle held his stomach and groaned.

"Ha! You will puke after all!" Cartman said. He actually started proving a point.

"Cartman shut the fuck up!" Kyle said as Kyle held his hand to his mouth.

Kyle held his stomach and bent over. He tried to calm his stomach by slowly breathing in and out, but nothing helped.

"Come on, jew! Puke already!" Cartman said hitting Kyle's back with his fist.

Kyle ignored Cartman's taunting, and felt his hands get sweaty and clammy.

"Kyle, jus give it up! Puke already, damnit!" Cartman was pretty determined to kiss Kyle.

Kyle felt his stomach lurch again and he covered his mouth with both of his hands. Kyle couldn't hold back any longer. He started puking every thing he had that day. Cartman stood up and cheered.

"Ha! I knew it! You are so weak!" Cartman said laughing at Kyle.

Kyle wiped his mouth then fell back in the cold snow. Kyle groaned and held his stomach.

"'Kay Jew, pucker up!" Cartman said as he tried to get Kyle to stand up.

The very thought of kissing Cartman made Kyle's stomach lurch again.

"Cartman, I don't think I should." Kyle said holding his stomach.

"What?! We had a deal Kyle!" Cartman said angrily.

"Yeah, I know, but I don't want to throw up again. It tasted so disgusting." Kyle said holding his head with his hands.

"Well of course puking is disgusting! What the hell were you expecting it to taste like?!" Cartman said.

"Cartman, seriously, I can't even think about anything right now." Kyle said holding his stomach still.

"Oh my god this is why Jews are weak," Cartman said trying to aggravate Kyle. "They get sick once, and decide they won't stick to a bet!"

Kyle stood up shaking, and glared at Cartman. "You don't know nothing about Jews, fat ass, so shut the fuck up!" Kyle said glaring in Cartman's eyes.

"Kyle just kiss me. It's only for 2 measly minutes!" Cartman said shaking Kyle.

Kyle held his stomach as Cartman shook him and said, "Why are you so determined to kiss me?!"

Cartman froze. He stopped shaking Kyle, and looked down thinking 'why was he so determined.'

Kyle backed away from Cartman, still glaring at him.

Cartman was stuck. He couldn't think why he wanted to kiss Kyle that badly.