//The blues\\-(a South Park Au)

The grieving- page 3

KNOCK KNOCK... *the door creaks open slowly, Sharon's face is wet and red, but also pale at the same time, shes in her usual clothing and a pair of slippers with small bunnies patterned across* "oh kyle come in, nice to see you" god she isn't taking this well... "nice to see you too mrs marsh" * I slowly slip through the door as she slides the door shut, sighing.* "thanks so much for comming come take a seat." *the house is really clean, the couches scrubbed* had they hired someone? *i sit neatly with my hands In my lap and my back straight.* "so what do you need mrs marsh? I'll do anything I can too help" well anything I think Stan would be ok with. "Well he left you specifically a few things" *she slides me a neatly tied note, a small box and a large box with 'to Kyle' written on-top with a love heart* god I'm gonna cry, I can't stand to do that infront of her... "thank you..is there anything you need me to do..?" I won't open his secret drawers that's for sure. "No, but I will say be careful." Be carefull? What does that mean.. "sure, should I go?" Weird... "yes run back too school Kyle, you don't wanna be late" she's being so creepy what... "ok, see you Mrs marsh!" *I slip out the door with the boxes in hand and run into the bushes a few houses down. Still freaked out by Sharon's behaviour..I sit quietly in the bush and place the boxes down, first opening the note.* oh Stan. I wish you didn't leave. *i slowly open the note trying not to tear anything. This is what it read.*

Dear kyle.
I DONT really know what to say, if you have this then I'm gone, don't know how long it's been since I've been gone but if ghosts are real then I'll be haunting you, but really though I'll miss you and I know you miss me but you have to move on I left for a reason, I wish I didn't leave you. Your the only person who kept me sane in that stupid world. If Kenny dies like he says then I'll totally say hi to him and get him to say hi to you, please don't do anything crazy, no weird voodoo shit like digging me up and doing what butters dad did, well that's if butters even stays as butters, I had a feeling he is a girl but talk to him for me ok? I cant believe im writing this it's really goodbye hm? Well I'll be following you around dude. I'm probably with you when your reading this..I think ghosts are real but make sure you do one of those ouija board things, if the police ask. My name is Stan marsh I was 15, I used he/they/it pronouns and my super best friend was (and still is) Kyle brofloski, if you have kids make sure to take them to visit me in the future. I'll see you one day. And one last thing. I love you kyle, not no homo like genuine. I've liked you since 2nd grade, god I wish I told you, well I just want you to know. No secrets being brought to the grave, love you ❤️ -Stan marsh.

Oh Stan. I wish you told me sooner. I would have done something.. now there's tears everywhere god. Well you better be a ghost so I can talk to you tonight. I'll just.,open the boxes. *i slowly fold the note and place it in the pocket on my shirt as I grab the large box and slowly peel it open. It has Stan's beanie, and a bunch of photos of us togther. All dated and with a word in the back, it's all random words and symbols though. I Lift the beanie up to my chest and sigh, slowly taking off my hat and putting on his hat. My tears splattering all over the cold concrete and the small lumps of snow melt as I cry harder. I can't do it without you stan. It's too much I want to be with you again so bad it's like the other half of me died, and it did, now it's just an empty half ,like how I'm missing you, I wish some one would actually understand. In this situation I'd talk to you but with you gone it's like trying to..what like write without ink , it's just a match without a flame you know? *i slowly lift the other photos into the same pocket, zipping it shut and grabbing the small long box. I open it gently as my tears splatter all over the cardboard, softening it.* your phone? Why would you want me too have this,. *theres a small sticky note on the back of his phone.* 'for Kyle, pass: 52615. Open whatever, it's yours now❤️ * I swear to god Stan why do you make everything so sad. Fine..If it's what you want.. 5, 2, 6, 1, 5... wait..Stan I swear, that's my birthday and..age. I wish I could hug you right now but I guess your ghost can do that huh? I guess if he wants me to belive I will. *i slowly pull my headphones from my back pants pocket and plug it into his phone, my face was wet as I opened his Spotify, seemed he had just gotten Spotify premium  purpose. I started to flick through the playlists before I found one called 'Kyle ❤️'* he really did care hm? I did. too Stan. So much I wish you knew it. *i press shuffle and pull the ends of Stan's beanie over my head as I stand up slowly and start walking to my house. Ghosting by mother mother came on,* cheeky. *i slip through the door of my house and place the boxes in my room and quickly run back to school,* it's  almost 3:10 so school will be over soon. I better go fast.