I can fix him. || K2 STORY

☆ 11 ☆

Kenny's POV:

I push Clyde, making him jolt forward. He turns around and looks at me as like I'm being crazy. 

"DONOVAN WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR DEAL?"

I didn't care that I was "making a scene" in the mall, I needed to get him to tell me why the hell he is doing this. I handed him my phone and he read the texts carefully, his eyes widening a bit as he read further on. 

"Kenny this isn't me, I wouldn't do this and plus..I don't have 2 phones.."

"You said to me after we made up that you'll 'come back and ruin my life' when I least expect it! It has to be you."

Clyde smiles and giggles to himself, I'm about ready to punch his face in before Tweek says something.

"Stop laughing you j-jerk and tell us what the fuck you're doing or I'll kick y-your ass!"

Wow, I have never seen Tweek be aggressive before.

"Guys, it's not me. I said that in an attempt to scare Kenny and I see it only backfired..I wanted to seem strong so I said that, I came up with the idea to say that in the shower if Kenny were to ever apologize to me. But seriously what you're going through right now is really fucked up and hey man, I'm here to help you figure out who is doing this." Clyde says with a smile, a genuine smile.

Maybe Clyde is innocent, for once. I shrug and leave with Tweek and Craig, we get to Tweek's car and I sit in the passengers seat, stumped.

"Well, if it's not Clyde..Who could be out to get me? Who here has two phones? Who can even afford two lines!?" I sigh and run my hands through my hair, clearly annoyed by this situation, Craig picks up on it pretty quickly.

"Well, someone who really wants to fuck with you Ken. We'll find them, if I don't find them first. No one fucks with my boyfriends best friend and gets away with it like this." I look back at Craig and smile, even though to him I'm only his "boyfriends best friend" I know he definitely sees me as one of his friends. He smiles back, to my surprise.

"GAH THIS HAS TO BE I-ILLEGAL RIGHT!?" 

We all just sit in silence, trying to come up with ideas on who this could be, until I get a text. 

1 new message from 1-xxx-xxx-xxxx

What the fuck? Another one of these weird blocked out numbers..

???: Do you really think blocking me would work? I'm everywhere.
???: Having fun with Tweek and Craig? I hope you guys had fun trying to find me!

You: literally wtf..how do u keep doing this!?

???: I told you, I'm everywhere. 
???: Go home, someones waiting for you there.
???: And no, it isn't your quote "boyfriend" broflovski.
???: It's Stan Marsh, you know him right?

You: stan im gonna fucking kill u, this isn't funny.

You: u gave urself away dumbass.

???: Do I have to repeat myself? I said I'm everywhere. Thinking I'm Stan is as dumb as thinking I was Clyde..Go home or else.

You: or else what? pussy.

???: Don't test me, I can and will hurt you and the ones closest to you. Go home.

Tweek takes my phone while Craig looks over his shoulder to read the texts. I roll my eyes and look out the window at some fucking lame ass tree. I cannot believe this is happening to me, there is no way this person will hurt me or others, they'll be found out immediately, this is a small town, still, even after all these years.

"HOLY S-SHIT DUDE YOU GOTTA GAH CONTACT THE POLICE!!!"

"Mm, I don't think police will do anything Tweek, give me the phone." Craig takes the phone out of Tweek's hands and starts texting this person.

You: You better leave my friend alone, I will find you and get you fucking arrested for harassment and threatening to harm him or other people. I don't know what you're getting out of this but you have a sick fucking mind. Kenny didn't do anything, leave him alone.

???: Hello Tucker, judging by the text tone. Don't think your so safe either. 
???: You may not be my target but I'm not afraid to get rid of you if you interfere in any way.
???: Actually, Craig, you don't really care about your well-being do you? 
???: That's fine, I can take something way more precious to you than your own life.

You: Don't you dare touch Tweek or my sister or I will murder you.

???: Both are easy targets. Leave your nosey ass out of this and there won't be any issues, is that clear Tucker?

You: Fuck you.

1-xxx-xxx-xxx has been blocked. You will not receive any more messages or calls from this number.

"Damn bastard was threatening to do something to Tweek and or Trica" Craig hands my phone back to me and I read the texts. 

"ME!? AND TRICA!? I'M SORRY KENNY B-BUT I'M OUT OF THIS. SO ARE YOU CRAIG, WE CANNOT ARG HELP YOU ANYMORE!!!" Tweek puts his seatbelt on and starts driving back to my apartment.

During this whole drive, it was just Craig arguing with Tweek about his involvement with my issue, as much as I'd appreciate the help, now this is getting serious. If this person is serious, there is so much at stake, it's better if Craig and Tweek step out of this, but Craig doesn't see it that way. He's the worst person to argue with, but I do see his point, as well as Tweeks. I just try to tune them out and think of who this could be.

As we pull up to my apartment they're still arguing so I just wave and get out, I'm not even sure if they saw me get out or not but I don't care. I go into the building and walk up these long ass stairs and go to open the door, walking in I can immediately smell Kyle's cologne so I know he's here, just don't know where. Probably in his room. 

Kyle's POV:

I wake up to the sound of the front door being unlocked, I'm a light sleeper, very light sleeper. I know it's Kenny so I take the notecard that was left for him that I found and bring it out with me. 

"Hey Kenny! You've been gone for awhile."

Kenny semi-smiles at me and puts the keys on the table, almost walking past me until I stop him.

"This was left here for you, also aren't you going to say hi to me anytime soon?" Kenny briefly stares and me and takes the notecard from me.

"Hey Kyle, sorry I'm just really tired. I'm going to bed, what is this anyways? Reading it will be pointless cause my vi-"

"Someone wants you to meet them at the front of the woods, that's all."

Kenny seems to be more alert after I said that and studies the card carefully, flipping it to it's back, possibly looking for a name.

"Yeah, it doesn't say who left it, but it says your name so I know it's for you. Just..Be careful okay? I worry."

"I will Kyle, I'll go tomorrow..Night!"

I smile at Kenny as he walks past me and into his room, he does seem really tired. I'm getting more concerned about his daily activities, he always comes home late, around six pm..Ever since that one day that I found him passed out on the floor. Which wasn't even that long ago.

I go to my room and lay down, heading back to sleep.

Maybe I should follow Kenny when he goes to the wood tomorrow, just to see what he's up to.

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