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Chapter 4

Stan's Pov:
R4p3 mention

As I grabbed the last bags from the store I headed out, yeah I kind of used kyles care but it's fine. I could've walked but nahh. I got in and put the groceries in the passenger seat and then drove out of the parking lot and back to campus.

I made it back to campus, grabbed the bags getting out, and locked the car door. I brought the keys with me making sure to give those back to Kyle. I think our apartment number was 192? I don't know, I have to see if the key works.
Well, the key worked. I walked in and saw Kyle laying down, he's probably asleep again. I head to the kitchen to put all the groceries away, it took less than 10 minutes thank God. I sat back on the couch. I assumed with all the noise I made Kyle would be awake by now, "Kyle?" I asked looking behind me at his bunk. I noticed he had his hand over his mouth? The wait is he crying? Holy fuck how did I not notice? I jumped up from the couch and ran over to the bunk I kneeled beside him realizing he's sobbing. Not even crying, my dude full-on sobbing. I gently grabbed Kyles's wrist to pull his hand away from his face, but he jumped up and flinched at me. "Jesus ch-christ dude you fuck-fucking scared m-me" He cried trying to wipe his tears.
"Sorry! What's wrong dude?" I asked tilting my head, admiring him. He still looked pretty even with red eyes. Stop fag. "I-its nothing." He said turning away from me. "Dude it's obviously something, you know you can trust me right?" I asked getting up and sitting next to him on the bunk. His eyes started to tear up again. "D-do you know  Clyde Donovan?" His voice cracked. I thought for a moment. "Wait the guy who was the leader of the football team for Southpark cows?" I asked. He nodded slowly. "What about him?" I asked. That's when Kyle broke out sobbing again. "N-no dude it's okay you don't have t-" I panicked but he cut me off. "He goes here." He cried. I honestly didn't know what he did or why Kyles was upset about it, but I want to find out. "What did he do Ky?" I ask. He seemed extremely hesitant at first but he tried to calm himself down first. After a few minutes, he was still crying but not as hard. "H-he raped me- during the football game the night we graduated in his car.." Kyles's voice cracked. What? No what? Why didn't he tell me this sooner?! I started to tear up a little bit, even if it's not my problem Kyles is still my best friend. Kyle started to cry a little more, I had no words. It hurt me. I pulled Kyle into my lap and let him cry. Fuck why couldn't I have done something? I moved my hands to Kyle's hair, gently playing with it. He seemed to calm down a bit. I feel like such an asshole for not saying anything to him. But he knows me too well, these types of situations I really can't say anything. "I love you man." My voice cracked this time. "Love you too.." He sighed finally calmed down, he sat up and rubbed his eyes, "Sorry for ranting and then crying onto of you." He laughed quietly. I smiled, "No problem, anytime." He smiled back.