Chapter 22 ...I Got My Knuckles...

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🎼...I Got My Knuckles...🎼

KYLE POV:

"How am I gonna play video games with only one fucking arm and leg?" Stan groaned.

Me, Kenny, Cartman and Stan were all in the hospitals game room. We were getting ready to play call of duty. Stan's second favorite video game. After Guitar Hero.

After 10 minutes of trying we finally gave up. We all shook our heads in defeat and Stan looked up.

"I-I'm sorry guys..." He said sadly trailing off in his words and he pretended to stare out the window. But the corners of his eyes kept creeping over to Kenny.

"Hey guys! I have to go!" Cartman exclaimed running out of the room. Glancing down at his watch ever so suddenly.

"Bye.... Fatass" Stan evilly said grinning over at the door. Cartman smirked poking his head back into the door way.

"Bye Jew Bye White Trash.... Get better soon Stan" he blushed as he said that and quickly ran out the door.

"What's up with him?" I exclaimed smirking.

"Maybe our little Eric has finally grown up" Kenny placed over his heart and sighed dramatically.

Finally the tone changed and I found my self struggling to swallow my voice "do you remember anything about me?" I finally mustered out.

Stan closed his eyes thinking. His head sighed with sadness in every shake. "I-I I'm sorry I don't Kyle" he looked away.

"Why don't you?" I blurted out touching his knee.

He winced looking down at his knee. "I think I have to go take my medicine..." He said and started wheeling off in the wheel chair.

Then I burst out crying.

"WHY DONT YOU FUCKING REMEMBER!" I yelled but Stan didn't look back and he went out the door.

"You don't have to act like such a dick" Kenny said throwing down the controller and running after Stan.

Cartman silently left.

I was all alone.

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