STAN POV:
"KYLE!" I screamed, I saw a look of fear in Kyle's face as he looked up to me, reaching up to the air, wanting me to grab his hand.
I quickly reached down and pulled Kyle's hand, holding his hand in my left hand and in my right hand I was holding the rope.
He was dangling into the canon. I could feel my muscles in my arm being pulled down towards the canon. My muscles contacting, pulling me. But I was strong I could take the pain to catch someone I love.
Kyle had his eyes closed and his knees held up close to his chest in a fetal position, it was as if he thought he was expecting me not to catch him and he was expecting to die. In that moment he thought he was going to die.
I could feel my other wrist, the one holding onto the rope, being torn and sliding against the rough rope, ripping up my hand as I was being pulled down.
I could feel blood dripping down from my hand, down my wrist and onto my shirt. I closed my eyes, I couldn't take the pain.
I could feel Kyle's sweaty hand sliding against mine and my other hand sliding from the blood down the rope.
My eyes kept glancing between the rope and Kyle's hand, which would be my fate?
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All Our Little Secrets {Completed/Being Edited}
FanfictionWhile on a field trip, South Park High School's school bus skids on some ice and falls into the deep caves of the Colorado rockies. With no way out and the driver dead they lose all hope of every finding a way out or getting found. No food, No water...
