Chapter 2 -W

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Eric's POV

I place my hand onto the handle of my car, I'm so fucking glad it's the weekend. Heidi has been ALL over me like I'm her boyfriend or something. Well, I guess I kind of am but that isn't an excuse for her to be so fucking unbearable. That bitchy jew keeps telling me to treat her better, but she should treat me better! I'm doing amazing at this whole relationship but she obviously wants me to kill myself.

That fake gun I sent could've been real, I bet she wouldn't care. God how do I still put up with her?! She's awful. Kyle says I'm in the wrong,but I bet he just want to steal my girl.

Oh, Kyles a whole other subject. He says I say his name wrong, but I say it exactly how it is. I would go on and on about that dirty jew, but I'm already at Stan's house. The guys invited me to go over to Stans, it's honestly a great excuse to not have to talk to Heidi.

I placed my hand around the handle of the car door to open it, but I suddenly heard my phone go off. I picked it up and looked at the name, "Heidi❤️". That contact name is so old, about 2 days after we started dating. It's dumb. I let it ring for about 2 seconds then answered, pressing my phone against my ear. "Hey, lovebug. Can you pick me up?"

I internally sighed and rolled my eyes. I'm fucking busy. "No."

"Oh, okay. Love you."

"Yeah, same."

God she's so toxic! She's always on my back. What if I'm fucking busy! She probably wants me dead. All I am is good to her! Fucking bitch. I put my hand back onto the handle to open the door, and I push it open. I hop out then slam the door behind me, it was unintended but it's probably because of how fucking mad I am at Heidi.

I walk to Stan's doorstep and raise my hand up, pressing his doorbell. I stand and wait for one of the guys to open it. I'm pretty sure everyone's already there. I see the door knob turn, then the door opens.

"Hey Cartman," Kyle says, sounding bored and annoyed. "Morning Kyle."

"It's 10 p.m. dumbass."

"So?"

Kyle scoffed and walked back inside, leaving the door open for me. I walk in and take a breath in, "It smells like alcohol." I put my hand against my nose and pinch, plugging my nose which makes the smell of alcohol less, "there".

"Yeah, my dad was drinking a shit ton and now he's at a party. I lit a candle like a second before you walked in, the scent should be gone soon."

Wow. It wasn't him going crazy on the alcohol this time. "Wow, wasn't you this time."

"Fuck you." Stan rolls his eyes and I hear giggling. "Butters. Shut the fuck up."

"S-sorry Eric! Your voice is just really high because you're plugging your nose!" He laughs a bit more and I flip him off. "Who the fuck invited Butters."

"Kenny did, but we all agreed on it." Stan replies, and I scoff. "Except me."

"Well Cartman, we don't give a shit about your opinion." I glare at Stan and the rest nod, except Butters. God Butters is such a suck up. A suck up bitch boy. Do I know what bitch boy means? No. But it has bitch in it and that's what Butters is.

I flash my middle finger at all of them and sit on the couch with them. "How has your guys's day been?" Kyle asked, Stan was about to talk before I interrupted him. "Eh hem, mine was awful."

"Nobody cares but go on," Kenny replied, and I roll my eyes as a response. "Heidi was being a fucking bitch. She's killing me and she doesn't feel bad!" I said, raising my voice. "God that women feels no remorse for me! I'm the best boyfriend she could ever have."

The guys except Butters all seemed annoyed. I can tell they're thinking something like, No. He's lying. Bitches. "Oh gee Eric! What did she do?"

Of course that loser is the only concerned one. At least he knows I'm the victim without even knowing what happened! "Well, this morning she didn't say good morning at 9:00 a.m. like she does every fucking day. She told me she just woke up late and forgot to set her alarm, but she for sure was fucking some other guy! She never forgets to set her alarm, but she did now! I bet she just wants me dead! Plus, I was on my way to Stan's house and she calls asking me to pick her up. She couldn't think for one second if I'm busy!"

I went on about how Heidi's such a toxic girlfriend, in the corner of my eye I saw Kyle, Stan, and Kenny looking at each other judgingly. I bet they're judging me because I'm speaking the truth! Butters is looking at the ground, looking a bit sad, He's sad for me or Heidi, it can't be Heidi. There's no way. Kyle cut me off and the other guys looked relieved.

"Cartman, do you ever think you're the toxic one?" Kyle said.

"What." I replied, what the fuck is this guy on. I'm clearly the victim.

"Heidi's so sweet to you. She checks in on you, she sticks around, she shows affection, she loves you. You're treating her so badly, you being around her is turning her into you. This has been going on for so long, you don't even remember when you guys got together. You could but you don't bother. It's pretty important to remember. Plus, you make fun of her for getting bigger. She hasn't, plus she's beautiful either way."

"Kyle, fuck you. You're trying to take my girlfriend away." He looked at me, anger in his eyes. "So what if I was? You wouldn't care."

I heard Stan laugh then he immediately stopped. "Hoe stealer."

"Women aren't hoes, actually." He responds, and I roll my eyes once again. "Nerd."

Theres a quiet pause then Kyle speaks again. "So, Stan, how's it going with Wendy?"

Stan looks over at Kyle and smiles. "Pretty good! We went on a date yesterday and we went to the fair, she's honestly the most perfect person I've ever met. I know our relationship wasn't the best in fourth grade, but we were children, I wanna make up how bad I was to her."

Everyone smiles at what he said, god it's gross. He's probably in pain on the inside, I wouldn't blame him. Wendy's a bitch. "That's great dude!" Kyle responds.

"Yeah! That's really good for you guys, that's honestly a perfect example of a healthy relationship." Kenny said after Kyle, then he glared at me. Butters nodded at what Kenny said and I flipped Kenny off. "Kenny, shut the fuck up."

"Hey, truth hurts."

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