South Park oneshots

Style Angst- Cliff

Teen style(17)

TW/CW- attempted suicide, suicidal thoughts, depression, angst, crying. Light fluff

Stan really struggles with depression and suicidal thoughts. Eventually he can't take it anymore.

Kyle woke up as usual and immediately grabbed his phone to text Stan. He smiled lightly as he texted good morning but knew it would be awhile before he got a response.

The ginger got up and dressed, sitting at his desk while waiting for a text. Stan finally answered, asking if he could come over.

Of course Kyle immediately said yes, tidying his room. When Stan entered the room, Kyle could tell something was wrong

"Babe?" He asked in worry. Stan's jaw was clenched and he just stared at the ground. Kyle hurried to him, hugging him. "What's wrong?"
"I don't know," Stan whimpered. He started to cry and Kyle held him close, kissing his cheeks and wiping his tears.

The two sat on the bed and Kyle just stayed quiet, holding his love until he'd calmed down.
"Do you wanna talk about it?" He asked softly.
"No," Stan muttered while shaking his head.

The two laid, Stan on top of the taller boy with his head resting on Kyles chest. Kyle gently rubbed his back, kissing his black hair.

"I love you," Kyle said softly. Stan looked up and kissed him, his face full of such deep sadness. It broke Kyles heart to see him like this.
"I love you too," Stan said, his voice breaking slightly.

Sometimes Stan got like this, to the point of not even leaving his bed. Those days, Kyle would lay beside him and just hold him.

Days Stan was able to get out of bed, he still didn't want to, or couldn't, do much. He usually just stayed close to Kyle and watched but never did anything

Kyle worried but he couldn't do anything about it. He tried to help but felt powerless.

Kyle entered the Marsh house and greeted Sharon and Randy
"Kyle?" Randy said in confusion.
"Yeah? What's up?" Kyle stopped and turned to them.
"Isn't Stan at your house? He left nearly an hour ago,"
Sharon told him. Kyle felt his heart drop. Why would Stan say he would be at his house?

Without another word, Kyle turned and ran out the door, searching every inch between his and Stan's houses. He didn't find any sign of his boyfriend and began panicking. He could be anywhere. He checked the rest of their friends house, then spots the boy may have gone. But he was no where.
Finally he returned to the Marsh house to check Stans room.

"Oh no..." Kyle breathed before he took off running.

Stan sat on the edge just thinking. He wasn't sure if he was ready for this and felt he should at least say goodbye. They'd find everything eventually but would they find his body first?

He sighed and hid in his hands, a few tears slipping from his eyes. He took a deep breath and stood, standing only inches from the edge. He looked down, an odd feeling of peace wash over him. He closed his eyes and took another deep breath.

"Stan!" He heard a shout. It startled him. He turned and saw Kyle running towards him at full speed. Stan instinctively took a small step back, immediately realizing his mistake

He let out a scream as he fell, grabbing the edge of the cliff  

"Stan!" Kyle screamed in horror as he raced over. He knelt at the edge and grabbed Stan's arm. "Baby, grab my arm!"

Stan held onto Kyle, trying to climb up. Kyle pulled with all his might, grunting.

The two fell back onto the ground and Kyle hugged Stan tight as he cried. Stan was breathing heavily, holding him.

"Baby I was so scared," Kyle whispered as he kissed the other. "I thought I'd lost you,"

"I'm sorry," Stan sobbed. "I'm so sorry,"
"It's ok, it's ok. Let's go home, you're going to be ok," Kyle gently said before he got up. He held Stans hand, the two walking back to Kyles car.

Angst. Hell yeah.

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