Style: it's gonna be a wild ride- South Park Fanfic

Cartman- every life goes to an end

TW- mention of death, cursing, and there is gonna be sexual parts down the road so if you DONT like any of that click off and don't read!
I DONT OWN THESE CHARACTERS!!!!

Cartmans POV- it started off like any other normal day, I walked to the bud stop meeting up with my friends Kyle, Stan, and Kenny. I took my place right between Kyle and Kenny and turn towards my side to stare down Kyle.
"Good morning you Jew!"  I snicker at him covering my hand with my mouth as he snarled at me. It was fun to make fun of my friends.

"SHUT UP FATASS!!" Kyle snapped at me
"Good god Kyle, you woke up on the wrong side of bed I see.." I looked away rolling my eyes
"I WILL KI-" he got interrupted by Stan grabbing his shoulder to calm him down, which worked and he turned the other way, his back facing me.

As I turned to look at Kenny I realized the book, well technically magazine, he was holding had a half naked lady on it,

"Hey dude what are you reading?" I asked with a sort of curious tone
"Oh! Just a magazine..." Kenny said with muffled speaking
"Can I see?" I started to reach for the magazine but he pulled away
"DUDE!" Stan and Kyle yelled in unison,"LEAVE HIM ALONE!!" They were clearly upset but I didn't understand why
"It's not that big of a d-" I started to speak before getting pushed over onto the seemingly empty road, hitting my knee just enough to send a shock through my body, I look over to see Kyle standing there, staring at me and breathing heavily.

"DUDE WHAT THE FUCK-?!" I yelled at him not even able to get up to push him back
"Oh get up fatass your fine.." Kyle rolled his eyes and crossed his arms clearly still upset
"I CANT GET UP YOU BROKE MY BONE!!" I yelled trying to get up but screaming in pain, I couldn't
"Suck it up." Kyle snarled giving me an awful stare
Before I could even answer him I turned over to find our school, OUR, hurling down the street towards us. Giving that I was in the middle of the road I wouldn't have been able to make it out in time to still be alive. That's when it hit me. My dark red blood spraying all over the streets and my friends, the shock on their faces and the way the bus never did stop. I laid there dying, staring in a different kind of shock, fear.

To be continued...