South Park oneshots!!!

I'm sorry.. - style

angst..

Tw: slurs ( sorry☹️)

(This is Not a part 2 from the last one but it seems like it would lmao🧍)

Stan: 17

Kyle: 16

Kyles pov

"Dude guess what!!" Stan said joyfully while sitting next to me on my bed

"What?" I questioned

"Me and Wendy got back together!!" Stan said, closing his eyes in joy

My heart hurt.. my head felt a bit dizzy. Why did they have to get back together?! Their relationship seems so toxic! Plus, I was going to finally confess to Stan but now.. that's fucking ruined.

"That's.."I pause for a moment " that's great dude..!" I said putting a fake smile on my face (it's give emo Gacha kid vibes)

"Kyle what's wrong..? You seem upset." Stan spoke softly

"I'm fine.. it's just that.." I hesitated "I don't think you and Wendy should together.." I said

"Why?!" Stan Said, his voice sounding more stern

"Because I like you!" Shit.. welp now or never "no.. I love you!" I screamed, looking at the ground

"That's.." he hesitated and stared at me " that's disgusting Kyle. You expect me to break up with my girlfriend just so I could get with a.. f@g Like you?"

"I-.. I'm sorry" I choked out, on the bridge of tears

"No! You can't apologize for this!" Stan yelled

" Stan- "

"No Kyle! Shut up!" He yelled "I'm leaving."

Stan said as he picked up his bag from the floor.

"Stan wait! Please I can't-"

"Save it Kyle. Goodbye. Forever." Stan said walking away

I ran down the stairs to catch up with him. I grabbed his arm to slow him down.

"Kyle leave me alone!l" Stan said turning around and pushing me

I hit my head on the stair. Fuck that hurt. I put my hand behind my head to check the damage. Shit.. I was bleeding.

"Holy..holy shit.. " Stan mumbled while looking down at me

He ran away and out the front door. He sat there for a minute. Tears rolling down my cheek, my head hurting like hell, the faint white noise in my ear. I stood up slowly and walked to the bathroom.

I stared at myself in the bathroom mirror while putting a bandage on the back of my head. After I finished putting the bandage on, I stared at myself. "I really am really just a f@g.." I thought to myself.

I look down at the razor on my bathroom corner.

I sigh.

A/n: HEY SORRY FOR SUCK A SAD CHAPTER! I WAS LISTENING TO SAD MUSIC WHILE MAKING THIS SO YEAH. Sorry for the slurs and implied sh at the end. If that trigged you I'm very sorry and I will delete this chapter if needed to. ily and have a good day or night 💗

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