Fortune Park: A South Park AU

Chapter 19: Evil

Stan had felt terribly bad for Kenny, he knew it hurt having a friend or family gone, but your lover? He couldn't imagine what he'd feel like if Wendy had gone missing like that. He just kept hoping that the missing people would turn up sometime soon. It was just making him more exhausted thinking about it. Every day, he was growing more tired but he had to keep acting like he was fine, so that the people he cared about wouldn't waste their time worry about him. But then again, he knew he could get the right help. He just felt like it would be too much work.  Kyle, on the other hand, felt happier than ever after what he did. He was beginning to embrace his absurdity, for it made him laugh whenever he thought of the images of his two victims. He was planning another kill.  He just couldn't do it right away, or else he might be suspicious.

Kyle: I need to taste blood again.

His tone seemed urgent. He was now talking loudly to what seemed to be himself. He didn't care if anybody heard him anymore. His health had begun deteriorating, and he smelled like rot. He was neglecting his hygiene, and he didn't care that other people didn't want to be around him because of how putrid he was now. It just meant that he didn't have to waste his life on them anymore. His room was a dump now, and he was not even tidy anymore.  Ike hobbled over to Kyle's room again, knocking on his door frame to let him know he was there.

Ike: Kyle..?

Kyle said nothing, and his room was dark.

Ike: Ky..? I'm worried about you..

Kyle was sitting on the edge of his bed, not responding.  The moonlight made an outline of light around his silhouette,  and Ike couldn't tell what direction his brother was facing.  He decided it was best to stay where he was in case Kyle wanted to hurt him again. 
Kyle started quietly laughing, it sounded breathy and almost like a wheeze in a way.

Ike: Kyle? Are you okay?

Kyle still wasn't saying anything, he was just quietly sounding like he was mumbling or whispering to himself, he was isolated within his own thoughts, he was lost inside his mind now. That is what dissociating is, and Ike didn't like how Kyle was acting so he slowly backed away.

Ike: I'm going to go now..

Kyle grinned, the light shining against the features on his face. Ike closed the door gently, making sure the sound wasn't too loud.  Kyle leaned back and bent his back against the side of his bed, laying across the twin sized mattress.  His head hung off of the edge. 

Kyle: I need to do it again. I can't.  It's going to be too much.

He stood up and grabbed a pair of his scissors off of his desk, and he headed towards Ike's room slowly, but eventually turning around because that would risk him getting caught.  He opened the window and climbed outside instead. He pulled his phone out and messaged Stan.

Kyle: Hey Stan let's meet up at the park

Stan: I can't I'm with wendy rn

Kyle: ok :/

Stan: What's your problem man

Kyle: Well you don't always need to be around that whore

Stan: stfu..

Kyle: I'm not wrong asshole

Stan: I'm going to block you if you don't stop it.

Kyle: fuck you then you dumb fucker

Stan: :|

Kyle: kill yourself

Stan: ok im done im blocking you now fuck you

Kyle felt pissed off that Stan reacted so harshly to his request. It wasn't his fault, it was Stan's for rejecting him like that. He stomped to the park and sat under the playground, muttering things under his breath. Muttering unintelligible things. He grumbled and opened Wendy's contact and then texted her.

Kyle: hi Wendy

Wendy: oh hi kyle^^

Kyle: wanna hang out soon?

Wendy: sure, I've felt like you could use some company because Stan told me you've been down recently..

Kyle: Alright sounds good ttyl

Wendy: ttyl!

He smiled,  his plan was going to work. He was going to be able to have another luxurious meal again, and he looked forward to testing new methods on her. She was a girl, so that means he could do more than he could with just Eric and Butters.  He just needed to find the right time to strike.