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CHP05: Rebecca Cotswald

Pic of Rebecca before and after at the top

I kind of ran down the stairs when I was finished dressing. I was greeted with Ike trying to stuff waffles into his bag. "What are you doing?" I quickly asked. He bit his lip looking at me for a second then threw a waffle in my face. I let it fall flat as I continued to stare at him. "What are you doing, Ike?" I said in a harsher tone this time. He continued to stuff his backpack with food. When he gave me no answer I swiped his backpack away from him. "I asked you a question!" I screamed. My face softened at Ike who frowned almost tearing up.

"I'm going home..." He whispered. I looked down into his back pack seeing clothes water and food. I quickly threw it on the couch where he slept.

"No you're not, you're staying here with me." I said a little more sympathetic. He crossed his arms looking away.

"Kyle said mom and dad are mad... I have to go it's not an option anymore... I just need food so I can eat when I get there... I'm sorry." He said in a low whisper. I brought the kid into a warm hug.

He tried hitting me but quickly stopped as my grip around him tightened. "I meant what I said Ike, I'm not letting him touch you, get ready for school I'll drop you off." I whispered. He started to tear up again. I hugged him tighter as he cried. "Damn.." I whispered to myself. He smiled at me and nodded. "Five minutes alright?" He smiled bigger taking his bag upstairs. I sighed grabbing my own backpack. I thought Kyle was a jerk, but to say things like that to his own brother? It was going too far. I wasn't sure what mom and dad would say when they got back home but for now, I'd keep the kid safe.

Ike attached to me like a leech when we left the house. He was afraid any moment Kyle would jump out of nowhere. He gripped me fiercer when we reached South Park elementary. I was sure it brought bad memories. Even though Ike was eight he was in fifth grade with Kyle's exact teacher. I gave him a quick kiss on the head, the only thing making me leave his side was my own torment, high school.

When I got to school I was greeted with the football jocks high fiving each other. They paid me no mind except for Fredrick who waved with two fingers. I gave a small smile but it fell flat when I saw Kyle. He had his arms on her lower back pressing her back against the wall as they furiously made out. I rolled my eyes about to walk away when he slowly put her down. My eyeballs almost fell out as I realized who it was. "Rebecca?" I asked. She looked over Kyle's shoulder giving me a smug smile then going back to making out with Kyle. I felt the rage build up inside me. More than I could have ever imagined. I gripped my fist wanting to punch them both out. I didn't really understand it until the realization hit me. I felt a tear flow down my cheek as I continued to watch them for a few more seconds. I had to pry myself away from the view. I was sobbing now, hiding around the corner. I felt betrayed especially since it was Rebecca, Rebecca a friend, no my friend, my best friend. That smirk, it meant she knew what she was doing even before I had. She knew that deep down no matter how hard I tried hiding it. I loved Kyle. I hid my face in my arms as I continued to sob. Kyle had changed her into this monster, like the monsters who changed him.

Kyle, he wasn't a pain anymore, no he was a nuisance. He had driven his brother out of the house, he had all his buddies torment me, and now he was changing my best friend since the age of nine. The person I hated most in this world was the one who I wanted to accept me the most.

At the realization I quickly ran to my house. I struggled to stick the key in the keyhole. My arm was shaking from how distraught I had become. I couldn't stop my tears as I slowly turned the knob. I was surprised to see Ike. He was laughing his brains out while watching Conan. He was a pretty weird little guy. I decided to let him lay there as I ran upstairs. I didn't want him to see me cry anyway. I sat on my bed waiting. Waiting for the sorrow to become anger. Rebecca wore a tight green shirt that showed her entire slender stomach. It barely covered her breasts, her curly hair was up in two buns. She wore a tiny skirt that showed her long legs, as if she hadn't even tried covering her thighs. She wore yellow earrings thick purple lip stick and dark eye shadow. Her heels were four inches tall and she wore long criss-cross leggings. I sighed thinking of how the two people I cared for so much had become. I didn't fully know Kyle when he was young but by Fredrick's expression and words he was nothing like the Kyle I thought I knew. The only reason Rebecca had been gone so long was because her brother had gotten into a bad car crash. Now she was back and for once I wasn't glad for her.

I sulked for a couple of hours letting the darkness overwhelm me, but at the thought of Kyle taking little Rebecca home made me snap, it was time for action. I wasn't gonna take this lying down, no, not anymore.

Kyle never locked his front door, I quickly slammed it open trudging up the stairs. His mom tried greeting me but I shrugged her off. I swung the door open with ease, Kyle lay on his bed hitting his ceiling with a football. I quickly took it from him. It made him sit right up. He gave me the nastiest glare and I returned the favor. We did this for another fifty seconds before he completely popped. "Give me my fucken ball, ___!" He shouted. I gripped it harder shaking my head. "Now, ___!" He screamed gripping his sheets so hard his knuckles turned white. I shook my head doing all I could to prevent tears. "I swear, if you don't give me my fucken ball I will-"

I put my hand down and began to shout to the top of my lungs. "What the hell did you do to my sweet Rebecca!" I hollered. He closed his eyes smirking at me. He shook his head disappointed.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. ____ always the one to butt into other people's business huh? First Ike and now sweet Rebecca." He laughed. I bit my lip throwing a punch at him. He quickly moved his head to the right dodging with ease.

I shut my eyes harder. A tear slipping out. "Tell me now, Broflovski!" I shouted. "You did this to her didn't you? You did it once and now... Now you want to do it again!" I shouted. Kyle sighed laying into his bed.

I crossed my arms leaning back at the lazy chump. I shook my head. "You idiot." I whispered closing my eyes and shaking my head repeatedly. I was taken back at his hot breath.

"I told you to learn to shut up." He hissed. I opened my eyes to meet his menacing glare. I didn't back down though, I couldn't do that now.

"You did it, because you're scared. You're scared, that no one will ever love you because you're a monster now, and you don't know how the hell to stop it." I said pressing my forehead against his. He grinded his teeth but I kept my cool composure just smirking at him. He closed his eyes taking a step back and sighing.

I expected a calm response but I had broken him. "GET THE HELL OUT OF MY HOUSE!" He shouted. I shrugged leaving the room. He didn't want to say it but I had won this round and eventually I'd win the war.