𝙀𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙚 || 𝙎𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙝 𝙋𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝙑𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙭 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 ||

【ESCAPE】

___ROUTE B___

〖Your P.o.v〗

Finally, things are back to normal! For the most part. My parents are still alive so that's a plus. They also don't do drugs anymore, a double plus. I've been working a lot more on my mental health, taking small steps at a time to get better, so yeah, triple plus. The only thing that's not a plus is the fact that I've decided to not acknowledge the whole thing with Kenny and Stan, but I'll get around to it since avoiding your problems isn't healthy for your mental health.

I was completely broken when Kenny left. I was clear about how I felt about him KILLING HIMSELF in front of me, about how I had a feeling something bad was going to happen, but he did it anyway...

His actions left me shattered to pieces, with only my friends to support me. Kyle was a huge help, Dovahkiin was too, Craig, Clyde everyone, even Stan was. Especially Stan when he was my 'boyfriend'.

Since school's out, and we graduated, it's summer and time to send in college applications. I already sent mine in with Kyle, we chose the same colleges since we had the same GPA and similar career choices.

Dovahkiin also chose the same schools since he probably wants to keep an eye on me. He's still not over his separation anxiety, but he's definitely doing better. He also sent a few other applications to colleges nearby since his GPA wasn't too good. He mostly just wants to stay near to me.

But anyway back to that avoiding Stan and Kenny thing. I've decided to confront that today. Kyle really helped me the last two weeks, with my feelings and all. He was there when I needed someone to talk to, and he helped organize all my thoughts and feelings into action. And that leads to right now. Action!

"(Y/n), they're here," Kyle said coming into my room.

I nodded, and just as I passed him by my door, he pulled me into a hug, "No matter how you choose to end things, or start things, do what's best for you okay? That's all that matters. Put yourself first (Y/n)," Kyle said.

"Thank you, Kyle, for everything. I don't know what I'd do without you," I returned the hug.

Going downstairs I saw Kenny and Stan sitting on the sofa. Kenny was glaring at Stan slightly, but Stan seemed empty and void.

"Hi guys,"

〖Third Person P.o.v〗

The moment Stan saw her, his eyes were filled with life.

To him, she was his cure. His cure to everything, his addictions, his horrible home life, his depression. To him, life seemed shitty, some would call him cynical, but in reality, he was just depressed... When you become depressed, the world becomes different.

Some people see the world as shitty. Like Stan.

Some people see it as nothing but a place full of problems and anxieties. Like how (Y/n) would.

"(Y/n)! I haven't gotten to talk—" Kenny stood up from the couch.

"Me first Kenny," She said with a small frown.

He sat down and listened.

Stan merely stared at her, his heart racing, and his mind forgetting about his worries.

I love you (Y/n)... He remembered saying that to her when venting to her about his life.

I love you, Stan... He remembered her words from a few weeks ago.

"I know what happened between the three of us was very complicated, and you're probably both wondering what do we do. Well, regardless of what either of you wants, I'm gonna choose what I want... because my therapist said I should start putting myself first... And what I want is for all of us to be friends,"