Why Do I Love You so Much(Style South Park)

FUCK

   Kyles pov whopie doo

    I run out Stan's house getting a strange look from Shelly. Why the fuck did I just do that. I slap myself hard right on my cheek, "Fuck!" That really hurt, but I deserve it. I get in my car which smells like beer from Stan, Kenny, and, Cartman. I had to leave Stan's last night so they could get home, but I went back to his house. I fumble with they Keys trying to start my car. Once it starts I speed all the way to my house.

     I walk in hanging up my keys on the key hook. Ike's sitting on the couch watching PewDiePie playing Minecraft or something. Moms sitting next to him scrolling on her phone. I rush into the kitchen and grab coffee grounds. I make coffee and put some creamer and sugar in it. I take a big sip which was a bad idea, "Damit!" I try to set my coffee down carefully but it spills down the counter and burns my foot, "FUCKING SHIT!" I grab my foot and hop over to a chair at the table. 

  Great now my foot and tongue hurts. Mom walks in looking worried, "what's wrong Bublua?"

I wince since my foot still hurts, "I burned my tongue, spilled my coffee, and then it burned my foot."

"Oh bublua! Are you alright?" She stands in front me.

  I nod, "Can you just clean up the spilled coffee? Please."

   She nods and grabs a rag. I deserved that, Ive  decided. From what I did. I'm getting mad just thinking about that. I launch up and run up the stairs. On the last stair up I trip from my burned foot. I my cheek slams to the floor and my shoulder hits the stair and I fall down the god damn stairs, "GOD FUCKING DAMIT! OWWWWW! SHIT SHIT SHIIITT, FUCK!"

I yell and grasp my leg, "What the fuck! OWWWWWW!" 

Mom and Ike come running to me, Ike's mouth flys open, "What the fuck happend?"

Mom sits down next me, "Oh my god Kyle! What did you do? Where does it hurt bublua?"

  Her hand touches my shoulder and I jump back in pain, everywhere hurts, "Everywhere," I manage to get out. Tears blur my vision and stinging my eyes. I blink and a tear falls on the floor, "Mom everywhere fucking hurts!" I shout still holding onto my leg. My shoulder hurts a lot too.

Her eyes are creased with worry, "Oh bublua, stay I'll get some stuff, and Ike," mom points at Ike, "Go get your brother some ice packs." 

   Ike nods and runs to the kitchen while mom walks up the stairs. While looking at her I see some red spots, I look down and see some blood on my shirt and my pants. I don't know where it cam from though. I'm still crying, cause I just fell down the fucking stairs. I hate crying. Ike comes running to me with like 10 ice packs. He drops them on my and walks to the living room. Do ice packs even do anything? Guess I'll find out. I grab one and out it on my shoulder. It numbs the pain a little. I lay down and close my eyes. There's footsteps coming toward me. I open my eyes and my moms standing in front me, "Here," she holds out some painkillers, "This will help for a little while."

  I nod and pop the pills in my mouth and swallow, "There's blood on my shirt and pants,"

Mom looks at me, "I can see that," she kneels down, "Roll up your pants."

 I lean forward which kinda hurts. There's a cut on my ankle, blood still drips from it, "My body hurts."

Mom smiles, "I bet it does, how did you even fall down?" She asks unrolling some bandages. 

  "I tripped on the last step up and fell," She nods and puts something on my cut. I wince, it stings my skin. She starts to wrap my cut she doesn't need much since it's not that big, "There that should be healed in a couple days."

I groan and lay down down, "Get up we still need to clean you up."

"I'm just fine," I say and put my hands my hands on my face. I pull them back when I feel something wet. Ugh there's blood on my hands, "See."

   I sit up and she's holding a wet rag out to me. I grab it and clean my face of, "That's better, I think."

  "It better be cause that's all I got," she stands up, "Also put different clothes on and throw those in the washer."

  With that she walks into the living room, leaving me here on the floor. I start to stand up, my legs hurt, my arms hurt, everything hurts. This it the worst best day ever.