Chaos, and Harmony.. {DISCONTINUED}

I miss you.

A/N: AH! Updating has been really heard for me lately. I've been uh, dealing with my own problems. . But, I'm back now! Ish. . .
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The sun light was shining through my open window, directly onto my face. I woke up, with a small headache, and the feeling something bad had happened. I looked around my room, and on my nightstand. There was a note there. Why is there a note there? I thought to myself. I grabbed the note, and opened it.

"Stanley," I read out loud.

"Stanley, you promised me you would stop drinking. I found a can on your nightstand when I came to check on you, after school. You were asleep, and I didn't want to wake you. You and I will have a talk once you're awake. I told Kenny about it too, he'll be there for the conversation, when we have it."

I read the note, sadly. I was angry, angry at myself, I broke my promise. Why the fuck did I break my promise?! I sat there, as tears started to stream down my face. I texted Kyle, telling him I was awake, in my room. I continued to cry. I heard Kyle walk in, with Kenny. Kenny stood in the doorway, while Kyle approached me. I started to cry more, He hates me. He hates me. He hates me. "Stan!" Oh god, he hates me. Why did I do this? I felt a sudden embrace around me, I looked to see who it was, it was Kenny. "Kenny?" He didn't move, or say anything, I felt myself starting to cry again. My vision blurred, and I felt dizzy. I heard Kenny say something to Kyle, but couldn't really make out the words. I closed my eyes for a second, "Stan?" I heard. I opened my eyes again, Kyle was speaking to me. "Stan, I'm sorry. This is so sudden, and probably very overwhelming for you, I'm just worried about you, drinking isn't okay, especially when you made a promise." He was rambling. "No, I'm sorry," I replied, I must've been mumbling for Kyle, looked at me confused at to what I had said. I let go of Kenny's embrace, and walked to Kyle, hugging him instead. I felt his arms wrap about me, "I'm sorry, Kyle. I'm sorry for breaking my promise. I'm sorry for hurting you. I'm sorrry." I said, on the verge of tears again. He pulled me closer, "Stanley, listen to me carefully. It's not your fault, you need to get that in your head. I don't know what caused you to want to drink again, you had been doing so well, but it's happened now. You can't change the past. I forgive you, Stan." He paused, before he spoke again, "Your parents know too. They saw you after I did. They hired a therapist for you." He finished. Fuck. Therapists freak me out, they know your life better then you do. They're also nosy as fuck. "Therapists are stupid," I said, out loud on accident. Kyle laughed at my comment, "Okay dude, whatever you say." I laughed a little too. I felt slightly better now that everything was cleared up. I felt much better actually. I missed Kyle so much.
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Kyle's POV. .
(Flashback)

Kenny hugged Stan. I didn't understand why, but I knew that Stan needed it. Stan started to cry again, and closed his eyes, briefly. Kenny turned and looked at me, "Stan's emotions are, uh, a lot like, worse then most. How do I explain this. . . his emotions are more, severe? He's passed out because of crying before, remember that time? Just afraid it might happened again, he looked a little out of it." He says, severe emotions? I thought to myself. I nodded, and started to speak, "Stan?"
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A/N: AGAIN, I AM SO SORRY FOR NOT POSTING SOONER!!😭
This one is probably shorter, sooo☹️
There are probably a TON of spelling errors, I'm sorry if there are anyyyy🥲. . .