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

Chapter 9

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TWS:

Kenny's POV:

I jolted awake from my old crusty bed, I shook my head.

It's that dream again, the dream that I'm immortal.. Always me and the other 3 getting involved in some weird shit and dying. What a heck of a dream, I had these dreams since preschool..

(A/N: Kenny isn't immortal in this AU)

What time was it again?- Oh.. It was 6am, pretty early for our town. I dragged myself out of bed and went to find my parka. "Where the fuck is it??" I muttered, searching through my pile of shit- I mean dirty clothes in the corner.

"Hm.." I mumbled, what day is it? I think it's Saturday..

I need to find a way to help Kyle.. He's one of my closest friend..

I'm not gonna let him die.

I sighed, still trying to figure out what to do. Maybe I should try talking to Stan, surely he'll still talk to me. Maybe I can convince him to maybe talk to Kyle again? That would be a great start. Kyle only has two more weeks..

I found my parka and put it on, zipping it up.

I need to take a breather away from this shitty house.

I opened the door, being as quiet as possible. I don't want to wake Karen or Kevin up. I walked down the stairs and saw my father and mother sleeping on the couch, bottles strewed across the floor. The living room reeks of alcohol and weed smell.

I wrinkled my nose in disgust.

Walking out the front door, I took a deep breath of fresh air. The sun was just rising. I don't usually wake up this early, especially on a weekend, but the dream was a bit too disturbing. I didn't feel like sleeping.

Tracing my steps as I walked along the sidewalks, I decided to go to Starks Pond.

I haven't been in Starks pond in quite some time. Mainly because I haven't had the time to, and also to avoid the lake. Who knows? Maybe someone will push me inside and I'll drown.. or get eaten by piranhas..

Arriving at Starks Pond, I sat at the bench near the pond.

I took a deep breath, it was pretty peaceful. This week has been a wreck. Im so worried for Kyle. I just... don't know what to think anymore.

I haven't seen Cartman all day since yesterday, I wonder what shit did he got into again? Technically I'm his super best friend, but we don't really at all talk each other often anymore.. maybe occasionally play games together at his house, but nothing else more.

I sighed, looking at the sunrise.

I wish things were the same as back then.

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A/N: I'm so sorry for the short chapter y'all, I'll write longer in the future 😞(Also try to make the characters personalities as canon as possible as I read back my old chapters and thought they were cringe 😭) This chapter is basically Kenny yapping about life. Anyways, stay tuned for the next chapter! It may or may not turn physical <3

Love y'all, drink water, take care of your health :3