Kyle X reader

Idk what to pit here 💀

I smiled as Kyle sat next to me, kissing me on the cheek.

"Thanks Kyle, I hope this didn't cost you to much" I smiled, looking at him and leaned my head on his shoulder, holding the flowers.

"I didn't cost me a bunch" Kyle smiled and I grabbed my crutches, going to grab a vase or glass from downstairs as Kyle followed me to make sure I didn't fall.

"I fucking hate these crutches" I whispered, my parents barging in and Kyle had been just on the stairs.

"You fucking PEICE OF SHIT" My father yelled, he was drunk as shit.

"F/N! LEAVE HER ALONE" my mum screamed but my father had already shoved me to the ground and dragging me by the hair.

(Again, if no hair. P L U N G E R 🪠)

I screamed out of pure pain and Kyle and my mum had to witness this.

I was chucked into the bathroom, doors locked and my father kept it locked and all there could be heard was my screams and banging.

My mum sighed and pulled out her phone, calling the police.

Kyle was yelling at my dad to stop and let me out but my dad threatened to hit him if he said another word.

"DAD, LET. ME. FUCKING. GO!!" I squealed and kept banging on the door, my legs still weren't working properly, I think I could stand so I tried, yes! I tried to walk and fell.

I stood and banged on the door as hard as I could and screamed.

Soon, police and nearly the full town were outside my house.

I came out in crutches with Kyle's help and Kenny came over and hugged me.

"Y/n! Are you okay?" Kenny asked, looking worried.

"I'm fine, my head hurts like shit though" I chuckled and fixed my posture as another boy in crutches came over.

"Hey Jimmy" Kyle waved, smiling slightly at him.

"Hi Kyle, who's t-th-th-this?" The boy stuttered looking at me and Kyle with each eye, I was trying not to laugh.

"I'm Y/n, Y/n L/n, I'm Kenny's cousin" I smiled, still trying no to laugh.

Soon, I went inside, still using my crutches since I somehow can't heal this shit, probably cause it isn't a open wound ig.

Time skip to about three days later

I sighed as I watched more Brooklyn nine nine, my mum was at court and everyone else was at school, so I was alone until Mysterion came to my window, I had to act clueless. I grabbed my crutches and went over to my window.

"Um, hi? Who are you" I asked, laughing slightly.

"I'm Mysterion, I'm here to just check in you because your cousins are worried about you, and Kenny wanted me to give you this" Mysterion said and handed me twenty bucks.

"Hey, thanks and all but tell Kenny I don't need nor want his money, tell him that he can spend it on something nice for him, not for anyone else, just him okay?" I smiled, patting him on his shoulder as he smiled.

"I'll be sure to tell him that, have a good day ..?" He extended the 'day' leaving me to laugh.

"Y/n, Y/n L/n" I smiled as he nodded, running off as I shut my window going over to my bed, laying down and fell asleep.

When I woke up, I heard a bunch of talking, I slightly opened my eyes to see BFF/n and the group.

"BFF/N!" I screamed and leaped out my bed onto them, they started dying laughing and hugged me.

"YOU FUCKING MING, How are ye?!" They yelled, laughing as I sat up.

"Shit, fockin' shit love" I laughed.

"Hey! Um, meet my palls and boyfriend, that's my cousin Kenny, Stan.. and Cartman, Kyle's the ging" I smiled and leaned my head on his shoulder.

"Is he a ging Ming?" My friend joked as I slapped them.

"Don't call him a fanny ye fat cunt!" I laughed, Stan looked jealous as shit and my friend just laughed.

"They called you a pussy Kyle, just so you know" Kenny muffled, pointing at my friend and he just giggled 🤭.

"Aight but, you-" I cut off my pall by bursting out laughing, I fucking hate that I did but I can't help my laughter.

"You guys are weird" Cartman said and my pall just flipped him off.

"DONT HE MADE SOMEONE SCRAN THEIR MAW AND DA'" I laughed and my pall started wheezing.

"The fuck did these French bitches say?!" Cartman said and we both went silent.

"Did you just call us French?" My friend asked, looking pissed, they didn't really like French folk.

"Yes?" Cartman questioned, slightly regretting it.

"Fuck you ye fat cunt, AND DONT EVEN BOTHER SAYING YER BIG BONED, YER NO, YER FUCKING FAT! PERIOD" My friend yelled, leaving us all speechless.

"Damn, you didn't have to be that harsh" I whispered.

I woke up yet again, I sighed, I hated these dreamed. I sighed and looked around, a bag of sweets laying next to me with a note.

'Hey y/n, I know you're struggling so we all chimed in with money to get you a goodie bag, we hope your legs get better and your mum won in the court battle and you guys have a restraining order against him now, and Cartman won't admit it but he finds you an amazing friend
-love, your four best friends (Kenny, Kyle, Cartman and Stan) xx'

I smiled and sent Kenny a snap.

'Cheers man, ye guys didny need to get me shit but cheers'

I wrote and sent him it as I went back to sleep, I was exhausted.

After a while, I woke up and just stared at the wall, grabbing my AirPods and listened to my music, playing games and texting my AI.

I sighed and looked at what was in the goodie bag I got, grabbing some random American sweet and ate it, I was basically rotting in my bed.

I heard a small soft knock on my door.

"Come in.." I mumbled, extremely tired as Kenny walked in.

"Hey Y/n, right, I know you can't walk properly, so, I've got you a wheelchair downstairs, we're taking you out" Kenny smiled and I did as well, I got out and stretched and grabbed my crutches.

"It alright if I go out like this?" I asked and he nodded.

Once we got downstairs, I plopped down in my wheelchair and zoomed off, doing a wheelie cause why not.

I smiled and Kyle ran over to me, grabbing the handles of the wheelchair and ran around with me.

I had to force stop the breaks as we were about to hit a blonde boy with a brown beret? Hat? No fucking clue but it's one or the other.

"Jesus fuck Kyle, you good?" I said, glancing at Kyle then at the boy.

"Um, yes I do appear to be alright" The kid said and continued to walk off.

"Who was that?" I asked, looking at Kyle as he zoomed off with me.

"Pip, we fucking hate him, annoying bitch" Kyle sighed and kept running as I breaked again.

"So, how exactly is that kid annoying?" I asked, looking at him.

"He's British" Kyle wondered why I wanted to know.

"I'm fucking British!" I yelled and slapped his hands off my wheelchair and went over to Pip.

Kyle regretted what he said as he watched me go over to Pip.

"Hey! Pip, wait" I smiled and slowed down once I got to him.

"What is it that you need?" Pip asked.

I looked behind me to see Kyle coming closer to us..