|| "Dead roses" || Hanahaki Kyle AU || South Park || Angst :D ||

~Chapter 2~

"Flowers by the bed"

TW: BLOOD, GORE, SWEARING

Kyle's POV:

Me and Kenny sat in my room with an awkward silence.

"So.. are we gonna talk about it?.." Kenny asked, quietly.

I shook my head, I wasn't in the mood to talk, "No, I don't wanna talk about it.". Kenny looked concerned, "Well, if it happens again, please tell me, I wanna be there for you.." Kenny said, I plaster what I hope would be a genuine smile and nodded lightly.

"So.. How's Karen?" I asked, desperate to change the subject even if it means listening to Kenny blab about Karen for more than 2 hours. I guess it's better than talking about what happen.

As Kenny started talking, I was zoning out. How did I even coughed out a rose petal? It's so messed up. I have so many questions and no answers at all. My hand still held the bloody petal, I stare at it, feeling really confused and stupid.

Do I have an illness or something?

"Kyle?" I look up, Kenny staring at me, "Are you listening?" . I blinked, "Oh yeah, sorry. I zoned out, what were you saying?"

Kenny sighed softly.

"You're still thinking about the flower petal, aren't you?" Kenny asked, gently.

"I said I don't want to talk about it.." I said quietly. Kenny sighed again, "Fine, but promise me you'll tell me if it happens again?"

"...I promise.."

"Good, now what time is it? I'm starving." Kenny said, "You always are." I cracked a laugh and Kenny gave me a dirty glare. "Shut up, I earned enough money from my job to feed me and my siblings." He hesitated

"Just.. not enough to keep us full" He adds, quietly.

"I'm sorry, that was insensitive of me-" I chuckled, "You know.. You can ask for food from us anytime, we're friends after all!"

"Yeah, I ask for food from everyone except Fatass" Kenny laughed.

"Yeah, you're right!" I laughed as well, we both laughed on the floor, I haven't felt this good in a long time. so I decided to cook something for Kenny, to thank him, for the support.

"Anyways, you said you were starving?" I asked, "I can cook up something for you to eat?" I suggested, Kenny smiled gratefully at me, "Thanks," he said, "You're a pal!"

I got up and head downstairs to the kitchen to cook something for Kenny.After a while, I went back to my room with a plate of grilled chicken, and steamed vegetables on the side.

"Sorry, this was the best I could do." I said, handing him the plate of food. "Dude, this looks amazing!" Kenny said, I hand him a pair of utensils and Kenny took off his parka and dug in, he was hungrier than I thought.

"This is good!" Kenny said, I smiled, it was nice to hear him unmuffled for once. "It's not anything special, I just add spices to it.." I said, quietly smiling to myself. "Hey Kenny.." I said.

"Yeah?"

"Well.. I got some spare ingredients and I made extras for your siblings!" I smiled, handing him a small bag filled with plastic containers and shit.

"Woah! That was unexpected, thanks Kyle!" Kenny smiled, "I think it's about time to pick up Ike and Karen now." He checks the clock hanging on my bedroom wall. I grabbed my orange jacket.

"Alright, let's go."

(Timeskip to when Kyle picked up Ike and took Kenny and Karen home.)

I sat in my room, I just put Ike to bed and I'm waiting for my parents to come back, as I'm scrolling through Instagram.

I scrolled and saw a picture posted by Stan, a picture of him and Wendy in a Italian restaurant or somewhere. Wendy was giggling and Stan was smiling widely, he looks so happy, I can't help but smile.

And that pain from my chest came again, I gasped in shock as I felt something clogged my throat. I coughed and coughed and coughed, desperate to cough out whatever was stuck in my throat.I choked for air, spilling out a few bloody rose petals onto my hand.

"What the.. again?!" I said, panicking. There was not only one petal now, there were three! The pain subsides as I stare at the 3 rose petals. "What's happening to me?!" I whispered to myself angrily as I felt tears in my eyes.

I ran to my bathroom and close the door behind me, I rinsed the blood off my hands after I threw away the rose petals. After that, I silently walked to my room and locked the door.

"Oooh- what if mom finds out?! She'll kill me!" I panicked as I paced around my room restlessly, I sat on my bed, "What if it gets worse?! I need to find a way to get rid of this madness before anyone finds out!"

I stiffen, "I need to tell Kenny, at least there's someone I can trust with.." I mumbled to myself.

What about Stan?

"No.. I can't tell him.. he'll think I'm weird and gross.." I said quietly. For now, I lay on my bed, anxiously. "Sleep, just sleep.. It'll be over soon.." I whisper to myself quietly.

"I'm won't die.."

Authors note:
Sorry this one took so long to get published! I promise I will update more often!
Enjoy the story, and have a good day/afternoon/noon/night!

word count: 867 words.