Coming home (South Park Fanfic) discontinued

Coming home.

"Why is the car so fucking cold?" Stan said annoyed at his mom for putting up the ac so high. He looked over at Kyle who was sitting in the seat right next to him. Kyle's hand slowly moved towards Stan's as he held it out and Stan grabbed his hand and squeezed it tightly.

Stan looked tired, worn out. He had bags under his eyes from too many sleepless nights. He was wearing a baggy sweatshirt that he found in the lost and found at school and brown shorts. He looked at Kyle. He was wearing a white T-shirt covered in gravel and grass stains. Then some basketball shorts he's had since 8th grade. He just came from basketball practice. He was in the blazing sun practicing for hours and he still looked better than Stan.

"I missed you. A lot" Kyle looked into Stan's eyes while Stan refused to make any eye contact "Can you atleast look at me?" Stan brought his eyes up to Kyle's and gave him the most heartbreaking and sad smile he's ever seen. His smile faded into a look of sorrow. "Happy?" Stan muttered, breaking eye contact and looking down at his feet. "I am
Happy." Kyle added.

"Are you feeling better? The Doctors said that the medication seemed to be helping." Sharon said looking back at Stan when they were stopped at a red light. "It's not helping. Nothings going to work! They put me on like 500 different medications just for them to make me more numb than I was before!" Stan exclaimed, tears rolling down his cheeks and he desperately tried to wipe off his face with his sleeve. "The only reason you were numb before is because you were slowly killing yourself Stan!" Sharon snapped back. The car was completely quiet. The awkward silence and the faint cry's of Stan made the air feel thick.

"I'm sorry." Sharon said, her voice cracking. Stan didn't reply, he just sunk down into his seat looking out the window at the blazing hot pavement.

As the car parked in the driveway Stan shuttered at the sight of the farm. Frozen In his seat he hears a knock at the car door window. "Hey dude, you coming out?" Kyle said, moving his hand in a motion signaling Stan to get out. Stan slowly moved his head towards Kyle and snapped back into reality. He unbuckled his seatbelt and slowly opened his car door. The smell of weed almost felt stronger than before, after awhile Stan got used to the shitty smell but now something felt different. Kyle grabbed Stan's hand as they both walked towards the door and inside the house. Stan was greeted by his dad in an oversized T-shirt and boxers. "Oh my bad i forgot you were coming home today!" Randy chuckled, Sharon gave him a death glare but when Stan looked at her, her forced smile returned. "Stanley, I got you a present! It's in your room if you and Kyle want to go check it out!" Sharon exclaimed. "Thanks mom." Stan said as he dragged Kyle up the stairs to his room.

His room was exactly the way he left. Trash all over the floor, messy bed and he can't even remember when's the last time he changed his sheets. Stan was kind of upset that it wasn't clean but he can't blame his mom for his mess. "So I was thinking tonight we could watch Terrence and Philip? I know that show is kind of for kids but I've been rewatching it recently and it's still kind of funny!" Kyle said, looking at Stan who is zoned out and just not really paying attention to anything. "Oh shit sorry. Yeah that's fine." Stan said, looking down at the floor with his hands in his sweatshirt pocket. "Hey dude if you need to talk about what it was like there you can always tell me." Kyle assured Stan. "You really want to fucking know what it was like? It was horrible and shitty and it never helps me when I go there!" Stan said, Kyle pulls Stan into a hug and he holds him tight. "I'm sorry Stan."

Authors note: (I forgot about the present before I wanted to move on to the next chapter but I was just gonna make it a card from Sharon so nothing important)