Style - Experimentation

Chapter 8

FINE, you guys win. I'll write another ending.

The ending in the previous chapter was where the story TRULY ends, but here's some more content picking up from where we left off for those of you who want it. A happier story, and a happier ending.

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Kyle went through the day in a daze, he had just experienced his first heartbreak at 17 years old. He wasn't sure how to handle the emotions he was feeling so he chose not to feel at all.

He decides to eat his lunch in a hallway outside of the school gym, no one ever went there, and he needed time to be alone. He briefly tells stan that he has lunch plans and goes to the hall.

When he arrives, he hears faint crying, it was a girl. He almost turns around, he really couldn't deal with other people's emotions when he already couldn't deal with his own. But something in him told him to go comfort the girl.

"Hey... Are you okay?" Kyle says as he turns the corner. 

That's when he sees who it is. A girl with thick, long, blonde hair. 

Kyle's expression changes. "Bebe..?" It was a girl who had been going to school with Stan and him since the beginning. She had actually been his first kiss. That kiss was when he realized he didn't like girls the way other boys did.

Bebe pulls up her sleeve to wipe the tears from her face. "Oh, *sniff* Hey Kyle..."

"Hey..."

"Do you want me to leave? You have your lunch, were you planning on eating here?"

"I was, but you can stay. Actually, can I join you?"

"Join me?"

"I kinda need to cry too."

"Okay." Bebe scoots over, making room for Kyle in the little cubby in the wall.

They both sit quietly, crying. This was one of the most genuine experiences Kyle had ever had with someone other than Stan. The feeling of companionship and empathy was comforting. 

Once they both calm down, they take a deep breath. They look at each other and laugh.

"We sure are a mess, aren't we?" Bebe smiles.

"Hah... Yeah, we are."

"I needed that." Bebe sighs and rests her head against the wall.

"Do you want to talk about why you are sad? I'm a good listener if you need it..."

"Actually, yeah... I would usually tell my best friend about this but uhm... She is the subject."

"Go ahead."

"Okay. It's a long, confusing story, I'll try to explain it in a way that makes sense. Basically, me and my best friend Wendy have been friends forever. Recently though, she started acting a bit more... Forward with me. And I liked it. I like HER. Which was a really weird realization for me to come to..."

"No way..."

"We started doing things... Physical things, she would touch me and kiss me, and I would do the same. It felt so real. So genuine. We almost went all the way but she had to be somewhere... Then, this morning, she told me about how she and her boyfriend finally had sex... It hurt. It hurt so bad. I think my heart broke right then."

"Woah..."