Flowers - SP Book Two

23*

 I open my eyes. I look in the mirror. I'm gaining weight. I wasn't gonna eat today, maybe tomorrow. I get dressed for school, and head to the bus stop. Stan noticed me first, and a smile formed on his face. "Heyo, Kit!" I smile weakly. "Hey." I cough. His smile turned into a worried face. "You good, Kit?" Kyle asked. "Y-Yeah." My vision kept flashing the words 'Reset' in front of me. "Guys, what does 'reset' mean?" I ask. "To reset is to undo something, basically." Cartman said. I stare at the wording. "Kit, what do you see?" I cough again. Then again. I fall to my knees. My head was hurting. "Kit, what's wrong?!" I stop coughing. I shrug it off. "I don't know."

We were sitting at lunch, when I slid my tray to Cartman. He looked at me. "Kit, you never give me your food... thanks!" He digs in. "Kit, your acting weird..." Scott pointed out. I laugh. "I'M ACTING WEIRD?! I'M ACTING WEIRD?! LOOK AROUND YOU! EVERYONE HATES ME, AND I'M ACTING WEIRD?!" I stand up on my seat. "BEBE PUSHED ME OFF THE ROOF CAUSE SHE LOVES KYLE WHEN SHE'S DATING CLYDE, YOU FELL FOR ANOTHER GIRL WHEN YOU KISSED ME, 3 TIMES TO BE EXACT! KYLE BROKE UP WITH ME FOR GOD KNOWS WHAT REASON, AND STAN LOVED ME BUT HE DOESN'T ANYMORE BECAUSE WENDY WANTED HIM BACK, AND TWEEK AND CRAIG HAVE BEEN AVOIDING ME!! AM I STILL ACTING WEIRD?!" I groan, storming out of the cafeteria, stopping at my locker. I slam my fist against it, but start crying as I fell to my knees. "Nobody likes me here..." That's when I got an idea. "I'll move back to West Virginia!" "No." I turn around. "Craig?" He wrapped his arms around me. "I'm sorry. Please, I didn't... we didn't mean to avoid you. Just... please. Don't move." I smile, hugging back. Suddenly, another arm wrapped around us. "I-I'm sorry too..." Tweek said. They pulled away from the hug. I smile at them. "You guys up for a game of baseball at gym?" I ask. I chuckle. "Your on!"

At gym, I was the batter. It was just the 3 of us, practicing. Craig throws the ball at me. I throw it. "T-T-THAT'S A HOME RUN!" Tweek screamed. I laughed, running around the white pads around the sandy field. I hit home base. "SAFE!" I yell. Craig gave me a look of amazement. "Dang, I didn't know you were that good!" I turn around. "Oh, hey Bebe." She slapped me. "Did you think you could just scream what you said and get away with it?!" She steals the baseball bat from Craig. "What the fuck do you think your doing?!" I get whacked in the back of the head. Craig punched her, which made me run over to Tweek. Suddenly, 2 girls charged over at me. I close my eyes, but open them after I felt nothing. Tweek had took the hit for me. I felt really pissed. I grab one of the girls by the neck, choking her out. Bebe drops the baseball bat. The one girl I was choking passes out. I charged toward Bebe, pinning her up against the fence. "YOU WILL LEAVE ME AND MY FRIENDS THE FUCK ALONE, OR I'LL PERSONALLY SNAP YOUR NECK! I WILL SLIT YOUR FUCKING THROAT, AND MAKE SURE YOU CAN NEVER WALK AGAIN!!" She laughed. "Try me, you coward." I raise my fist, and punch her across the face. I throw her onto the ground, slamming her head against the dirt repeatedly. "Kit! That's enough!!" Kenny yelled. Kyle throws me against the fence. "Leave her alone, you psycho!" I froze. He called me a psycho. Bebe smirked, knowing she had won. I stand up. "I'll see you tomorrow, guys." "But it's not even the end of the day..." Stan said, walking over. I push him away. "I'm a psycho, so don't come near me." I walk into the girl's locker room and get changed.

I walk to the roof of the school. I stare down at the ground. I start balancing on the ledge. I almost fell off. I laugh. Then I tripped, falling off. But as I did, I smiled. I close my eyes.

<Craig's POV>

Me and Tweek were walking outside to head home, when I heard something hit the ground behind us. I turn around. "Kit...?" She laid there, lifeless. Memories flashed through my head as I stared at her body. "Kit." I walk over to her. "Sh-She's dead..." Tweek said. I pick her up. "Let's take her to her house." "B-But..." "NOW."

I walk past the bus stop, and the boys saw us. "Wh-" "SHUT UP KYLE! She fell off the fucking roof. YOUR THE LAST THING SHE NEEDS RIGHT NOW!!" He looked taken aback. "The only reason I haven't beat the living fuck out of you is because she cares about you! But you called her a fucking 'psycho,' and look what happened!" I started walking again.

We were now in the hospital. "Well?" I ask the doctor when he comes out. "She... She didn't make it." I tense up. "No! She's has to live! SHE CAN'T DIE A SECOND TIME!!" I charge into the room. She was laying there, still. She sat up. I stood still. "K-Kit? You're alive?! How?!" Tweek looked at her. She smiled. Suddenly, the boys rushed in. "You can't kill a figment of your imagination..."