Chapter 4 • I'm sorry Broflovski's

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Stan: Ughhhh! What a dream..or was it. ...what? A note?

Dear Stan,
Look bro, for your safety I don't think we should hangout anymore. Butters is targeting me because I know. God knows if you'll die next. I mean Butters managed to push Tweek so far off his ledge that he killed himself. He killed Clyde and Craig too...he knows we're dating ...I'm sorry Stan..

With all love,
Kyle

Stan: No...No no no no no no no...Kyle. this is what he wants. He wants you to be alone, then he'll plot his murder on you.

Stan jumped out of bed and ran downstairs without getting dressed or eating breakfast, he just ran straight to Kyle's house.

Diiiing-Dooong

Shelia: KYLE! ITS YOUR BOYFRIEND!

Kyle waddle tiredly to the door and opened it.

Kyle: He- STAN?! What are you doing here?!

Kyle grabbed Stan by his robe and pulled him in.

Stan: We can't be separated! It's Butters plan!
Kyle: Stan...I know this hurts..but it may just-

Diiiing-Dooong
Diiiing-Dooong

Kyle ran for the door again and opened it.

Eric: ARE YOU FUCKING CRAZY?! IF YOU LEAVE US, YOU'LL BE ALONE! THAT'S WHAT BUTTERS WANTS, YOU PRICK!

Kenny pushed infront of Eric.

Kenny: *pulls down his mask* DUDE! WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK! I KNOW YOU WANT TO KEEP US SAFE, BUT HOLY SHIT! YOU CAN'T BE ALONE!

Stan and Eric: THAT'S WHAT I WAS TRYING TO TELL HIM!

Kyle kicked the floor a bit letting his toes hit the scrap against the floor.

Kyle: I-I'm sorry..but I can't let you guys get hurt.

Stan: *pulls out a gun and holds it against his head* if our safety is such a problem...then I'll shoot.
Kyle: STAN?!
Eric: Holy shit....

A single tear rolls across Stans face.
Kenny runs into Stan, yanking the gun from him right as he pulls the trigger, shootings Kenny instead.

Kyle: Oh..my ..God... Kenny killed himself
Stan: You crazy fucking bastard..
Eric: ....Ken..ny..

Shelia: KYLE! Breakfast is ready! Stop shooting each other and come eat breakfast.

Stan and Eric walk out of the house, dragging Kenny's death carcass with them.

- At the bus stop -

Eric: He's gone...just like that.
Stan: That crazy ass bitch
Kyle: just killing himself off like that...

Everyone stood sadly, sulking over their friends death.
Suddenly Stan felt a close presence near his ear and time stopped.

"Y'know Stan, I'm honestly jealous..you have loving friends who care if you die. When I died...it was to the hands of my so called "friend." But I don't think Kyle and Eric are really your friends. I think they're just....using you, to not die."

Stan: No..No..that's not true

"But what if it was"

Time resumed.

Kyle: STAN!
Stan: GAH! WHA- oh .oh Kyle *sighs*
Kyle: Dude! What's been up with you?! You've so... unresponsive.

Stan: Kyle.... actually no. Nevermind.

Stan stormed off, not going to school.

- 7 hours later ( right before schools out) -

Stan walked out of Kyle's house (going out the backdoor) with a bloody knife on his hand, swinging it around as if they were his keys.

-10 minutes, everyone's walking home-

Kyle was skipping joyfully to his house with Eric following right behind him. Kyle jumps up and down and twirls in the air as he goes to open the door.

Kyle: Mom? Moooooom! MOM! Dad? I-Ike?

Kyle took a few steps into the house. The floor creeks.

Eric: Kahl? Is everything okay?
Kyle: Y-yeah... they're probably just playing hide n seek with Ike...

Kyle knows the family hiding spots so he goes down stares excepting to see his family down there giggling.

Eric: *shouting, making sure Kyle can hear him* Kaahl...I don't like this...I'm coming in!

Eric walks into the house too. The floor creeks again. He goes down into basement, but only to find Kyle standing there.. motionlessly..not even his chest moving. Eric's heart starts beating so loud that he can hear it in his ears.

Eric: Kyle?

Eric walks forward, towards Kyle, peeking over his shoulder.
There..was Sheila and Gerald..
Sheila..she was just brutally stabbed. Some of her intestines sticking out of the stab wound
Gerald..there was a bottle next to him..he was poisoned.. a drop of the green liquid drops out of his mouth, onto the floor
And Ike? Well his carcass was missing, a trail of blood follows out the door, but went no where.
Kyle and Eric stood there..motionless...unable to move... almost as of they were paralyzed.

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