Flowers - SP Book One

12

I was in class, thinking about Kyle. I love him so much... He's too caring.
Then, recess eventually came. I sit down on the spin-wheel thing. For no reason, I felt tears. I sob into my hands. I was so stupid. Kenny didn't love me, my dad didn't love me, Tweek loves Craig, my mother didn't love me. Everywhere I go. I'm hated. I look up. Everyone in the playground was looking at me. I felt embarrassed, Kyle tried to say something, but I push past him.
I sit on my bed. I might take a few days off.. until I can think straight. Maybe I can get some beer. I'll wait until school is over. I'll look so stupid... but then again, I might feel better.

<TW: Alcohol Usage>
After 3:00, I went to the store. I grab a beer... make that 2 beers.. I walk up to the cashier. "Little girl-" "It's for my dad. He needs it. Please." I gave him a $10 bill. "It's only $4!" I blink. "Keep the change."
I walked out of the store, and opened the bottle. I was about to drink it, until I heard a familiar voice. "Kit?" I open my eyes. Kenny, Kyle, and Stan. "Oh hey g-" Stan grabs my hand. "What are you doing." I kick him. "Stop worrying about me. I'm fine." I said, stomping off. Something kept me from walking away. I look down. Arms? I immediately am turned to face Kyle. "Kit. Please. Just talk to us." I felt a tear run down one eye. "Kyle. I said..." I spin. "IM FINE!!!" He smacked the wall of the store. I froze. "K-Kyle. I'm so-" I then rum home.
I sat on the couch. I take a sip of the beer. "Is this what dad felt like?" I had forgot to lock my door. Who cares? I start punching the wall. "I'm so dumb! My dad beat me! Maybe I should beat myself... because my dad did it to make himself feel better..." I smile, pounding my fist into my stomach. I heard the door creek. "Kit." "Kyle. Please... I don't wanna hurt you again..." He sighs. "Kit. Please. This isn't the way." I turn around. "What happened? Please..." I start sobbing, dropping the beer onto the floor. "Kyle... I can't. My life has been nothing but wrongs. I'm not normal. My dad beat me and my mother was drunk all the time!"
<End of TW>

"I'm running out of ideas, Kyle! What am I gonna do when there's nothing to think about anymore?!" He hugs me. "Then stop thinking." I take a sharp breath in. "Something happened last night..." He lays me on the couch, and covers me up. "What happened?" I sniff. "I felt this... thing. I was in bed. I couldn't move. It touched me everywhere." I start crying. "It hurt... so bad..." He wraps me in his arms, covering us both up. "Do you want to watch something together?" I hum. He turns on Netflix. He picked a movie called 'The Dark One.'

<Kyle's PoV>
There was a knock on Kit's door. "Come in..." She said. Another knock. "Come in!" I yell. Stan and Kenny walk in. They run to the couch. "Can we has a sweep-over?" Kit asked, drowsily. Stan laughed. "Mmp." Kit pulls Kenny close to her, and puts his hood down. "I said yes."
We all sat down, all huddled together. Her eyes then started to shut. Kenny was making popcorn.
I woke up. I felt warm breathing on my neck. I open my eyes. Kit was huddled in my chest. I heard a click. "Stan!!" I whisper-yelled. "Dude, I have got to send that to Wendy!" I stand up, holding Kit. I lay her down, cracking my knuckles. "Better start running." I smirk, and chase him. He ran around like a jungle cat. Kenny woke up. "What the hell are you two idiots doing?" Kit stopped breathing. "Kit?" We all run over to her. "Kit!!" She then jumps up. "ROAR!!" We all scream. "Wow! You guys were so scared." She points to Kenny. "You, sir, sound like a girl." I laugh. "Not gonna lie... he actually does." Kenny slapped Stan. He slapped back. I look back, Kit was gone. "Uh. Guys?" I walk up the stairs. There was a ladder leading to an attic. I climb up. She then leaped out the window. "KIT!" I look down. She was... gliding?! "Oh! Hey Kyle!" She had a pair of wings. "Wait, are you an angel?" She chuckled. "Nope! I took inspiration from Human-Kite and decided to make a pair of glider wings." I smile. "You really are something, Kit..." She glides toward me, grabbing my arms and pulling me out the window. I screeched. "KIT!!" I look at the window. Stan and Kenny laughed at me. "KIT!! PUT ME DOWN!" She chuckled. "Aight." She lets go. "KI-" I land on the ground. But it was soft..? She lands beside me. "Enjoy the ride?" I sit up. "Why is your whole backyard made out of pillows?" "Safety." "Hey! Kit!" We look at the fence. "Oh! Hey Scott!" He smiled. "Are we still on for tonight?" I blinked. "Yeah. Did you bring it?" He climbs over the said fence. "Hey Kyle! Stan. Kenny." She walks over to him. "Did you bring the fan?" I looked at Stan. "Yeah." Scott pulls out a mini-fan, and hands it to Kit. "Hold up. You two are friends?" Stan questioned. "Yeah!" Kit smiles at Scott. "Is that a problem?" He asked. "No."
The 5 of us were in the attic. The sun was coming up. She hands Scott a pair of wings. "Wow! Thanks!" She hummed. "Kyle, I can make you able to glide with your kite?" I laugh. "I can glide." "Oh yeah." Stan sighs. "Me and Kenny are gonna head home, see you guys!"
Kit was teaching Scott how to glide with the wings.
About an hour later, it was time for school. "Hey, are we all going to be superheroes tonight?" Scott asked. "I think. Yeah."