Where they left off....
After we stopped laughing Kyle looked at me seriously, "You want to be friends with benefits." He said sternly, raising his eyebrow.
I felt my face heat up just from the suggestion, "What! No!"
Kyle started laughing again, clutching his stomach, "I know, just kidding."
I rolled my eyes and started laughing. Once we stopped Dad bursted threw the door, "The fuck you guys!"
His voice still had on the fake country accent he out when costumers were around, "Everyone was wondering what the hell was going on up here! I told you to stay quiet," his voice returned to normal.
"Sorry dad," I fiddle with the hem of my shirt.
His mood lightens significantly, "Oh it's ok Stan, I just needed an excuse to yell at someone. Those costumers pissed me off," he walked out the room while closing the door.
I sigh, "Glad he's not actually mad at me."
Kyle laughed a little again.
We played video games and talked for a while then Kyle had to go home and take care of Ike. I walked downstairs to see dad was asleep on the couch as usual. There was a blanket at his feet, I grabbed it and covered him with it. When I got to the kitchen I grabbed a soda and walked back to my room. I sat on my chair all night drinking it and scrolling on social media. A text popped up it was Kyle.
Kyle: Can I come over
Me: sure why
Kyle: just want to see you
Me: alr when u walk in just be quiet my dads sleeping
Kyle: ok almost there btw
Me: huh how?
No response. That's weird. I stare out the window and a couple minutes later his headlights beam through the weed plants. His car parked rather clumsily, and he opened the door and tripped. Is he drunk? I rush downstairs to open the door. Kyle's stood at the door his eyes wide, "You ok dude?" I ask pulling him inside.
He nodded, "Yea, why?"
I scoff, "Well your eyes are wide, you tripped, you were heading to my head, and you just randomly texted," I listed of.
"Oh, yea. Well I'm ok. Ike's asleep and I was really bored."
"Ok good, you scared me dude."
We walk back upstairs just like we did those hours ago, "Hey Stan?"
I turn around to face him, "Yea?"
"My dad wants to move to California," he said breathing in.
My eyes widened and I stared blankly, "He.. wants to move... to California," I say slowly processing this.
He nodded looking down, "We probably won't, he's always wanted to move, and we haven't."
That made me feel better, "Oh ok, we'll wanna fuck up some noobs?"
He smiled, "Yea dude!"
We both completely forgetting about the moving thing. I wake up on the floor with the tv saying no signal and the Xbox turned of. I sit up massaging my eyes. I sit up and walk around. My phones on the floor as well and I have a couple notifications.
Kyle: we have to hang as much as possible in the next month
Kyle: I am moving I just found out tonight
Kyle: I left cuz my dad texted me in the middle of night
My eyes start watering and the messages start to become harder to read.
Yea yea I've been gone for a while and the moving thing is so cliche yadayada idc lol. I'm getting kinda bored of this story and I just want to finish. Also been busy Becuz of thanksgiving and my friends birthday and I'm failing math I wrote most this while in supposed to do homework sooooo yea. AND IM GOING TO THE MELANIE MARTINEZ TRILOGY TOUR!!!!!!!OFUSBRIGIYW GUNNA BE MY 1ST CONCERT. Really excited.. in a year tho. But yea sorry about the late update and cliche story arc but.. I really wanna start working in the story in my drafts more. That's it.
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Fanfiction*swearing* cover creds ckenshim.This is my first fanfic so expect the worst. Not toxic stendy Wendy's not a bitch, kyles not a twink, Stan's not a achiolic (I can't spell too), and I tried to make their personality's as canon as possible. The charac...