Chapter 11: Enemy (Cartman's POV when he was alive)

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  Everyday, I have to wake up and go through the same things.  I am getting tired of Kyle and Stan and everyone not being nice, it's draining for me.  Even if I try to be nice to him, he just shoots me down again and calls me a fucking fatass.  But the only thing I think I can do is call him something mean back.  But at least I still have Clyde Frog to talk to, I guess.  Even if I'm too old for stuffed animals, he's my best friend.  But I have to wait to talk to him again until I'm done with school.

Cartman walks to the bus stop, and sees Kyle.  He tries to greet him, but Kyle gets mad before he could say anything.

Kyle: What do you want? Are you just going to fucking rip on me again??

Cartman: Well, I was going to ask how your weekend was, but you're being a fucking dick.  

Kyle: I'm being the dick?? All you've ever done is rip on me for being Jewish and you always try to ruin my life!!

Cartman: Look, I'm sorry, okay?? Can't we just try to make up or something??

Kyle: Not in a million years. I've tried in the past, and all you do is ruin it. Fucking fatass.

Cartman: Okay, Jew me out then. Show me how much of a fucking rat you can be.

Kyle hits him, causing him to cry out in pain.  

Kyle: Are you happy now?? Is this what you wanted me to do?!

Cartman: Fucking dickhead.

Cartman stands up and pushes Kyle off of him. He stands up and walks away.

Kyle: Yeah run back to your mommy you fucking cunt!  Go make her suck your dick even!!

Cartman ignored him and walked to the school, going into the bathroom.  

                [CARTMAN'S POV]

Well, I tried to make up and be nice, but it failed as always.  Whatever, I might as well stop trying.  He's just going to be a dick again. It's not my fault, is it?  He's just naturally a fucking dick.  He must get it from that bitch he calls his mom, that makes sense.  Goddammit, I'm hungry again.  No, I can't go out there now. Kyle is probably outside waiting to beat me up like the dickwad he is.  What a douche.

Cartman waited about a half an hour and walked to class, and sat down in his seat.  He wanted to change but didn't know how.  He decided to wait some more.  He couldn't focus on what the teacher was saying, and just spaced out for the rest of the class time.  He went through the day, and felt no energy.  The day ended, and he went home.   His mom was watching tv on the couch when he got home.

Ms. Cartman: Hello Eric, welcome home!

Cartman: Hi mom.  I'm tired, I'm going to my room.

Ms. Cartman: Okay.

Cartman (quietly): fucking bitch.

He went to his room and sat on his phone.  He saw that Kenny texted and felt better.  They were joking around for a while, and then Cartman decided to eat "dinner".  That was just a coke and a bag of Cheesy Poofs.  He went to bed afterwards.

                     [CARTMAN'S POV]

I hate Kyle. He's a fucking dickhead.  Stan's no better anymore either.  Not even Butters wants to hang out, and that's weak as fuck.  Oh well.  It's not my fault, after all.  It's society.  I fucking hate everyone, oh my fucking god.  

He drifted off to sleep, dreaming about what it would be like if he didn't have to deal with people.  That's why Kyle called him an antisocial bitch, because he would rant about how much he hated people.

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