Just a Feeling

sixteen

STAN'S POV 

It was a typical Saturday and I was in a great mood.

The first thing I did was go to Kyle's house since he's been sick.

He's been avoiding me a lot lately, and it hurts.

I knock on the door three times and Mrs. Broflovski answers.

"Oh hello, Stanley," She greets me in her jersey-jewish accent.

"Hi, Mrs. Broflovski! Uh -- is Kyle home?" I ask.

"Oh, yes he's upstairs," She says, "Come in, come in."

I run upstairs to his bedroom and before I open it I hear a voice...a singing voice.

I put my ear to the door and it sounded like Kyle.

I didn't know he sang!

Besides, Cartman says jews can't sing...

He has a beautiful voice.

I couldn't take it anymore, I barged in.

"AH! WHAT THE FUCK, STAN!" Kyle says jumped, eyes widened.

"I didn't know you sang, dude. You should join choir or like American Idol --"

"No, dude. That's gay," He said.

"Okay, true." I say and plop on his couch.

"What are you doing here?" He says bluntly as he folds his clothes.

"Can't I visit my super best friend?" I say grabbing his basketball and tossing it in the air.

He smiles and then quickly frowns, "Well, I thought you'd be with Wendy."

I blush, "No...she went to Denver to visit her grandma or something."

The folding stops and turns to me, "So then you decide to come to me?"

"Well, yeah. I haven't seen you in forever and--"

"I shouldn't be your second fucking choice," He says getting angry.

"Wha?" I say.

He takes the basketball out of my hand, "I SHOULDN'T BE YOUR SECOND FUCKING CHOICE! You just called me your 'super best friend' yet, I'm still your second choice. How shitty does that sound."

"Dude that's not what I meant! I haven't hung out with you guys in awhile so I thought this would be fun, like a get-together or something," I say.

He gives me the death stare, like you know moms give you when you've done something wrong.

Pretty scary coming from Kyle.

I gulp waiting for him to literally scream at the top of his lungs at me just to get it out of his system, but he doesn't.

"You know what, I'm done." He says.

"Done? With what?" I ask.

"You." He says very straight forward.

"Me? Oh, come on! I didn't even start this fight! You did--"

"It's not about that anymore, Stan."He says, his eyes glossy like he's about to cry.

"Kyle, are you alright? If something's wrong tell me! I will always be by your side," I tell him.

"Really? Because it hasn't seemed like that lately. I've been having to go to Cartman of all people -- CARTMAN!" He says chuckling a little bit.

"Is that so? And how has he been doing?" I laugh.

"Not very well. He'll end up saying 'That's because you're a jew' or 'IT'S YOUR FREAKING RELIGION'. Last time he's been spiced it up a bit saying, 'That's because you're a faggy jew'" He says and we both bust out laughing.

"I do much better," I tell him and he nods.

I hesitate realizing why he's sad, "Kyle, if it's because I'm not around here as much as I use to, I'm sorry."

He nods a tear running down his face, "I've just missed you."

"I miss you too, man," I say hugging him and he hugs back.

"FAGS!" Someone outside says.

Kyle and I look at each other confused and then see Cartman standing outside with Kenny.

"FUCK OFF, CARTMAN!" Kyle says snaps back.

"Whatever! Are we going to Denny's or what? I'm starving out 'na!" He says.

"Yeah, yeah, we're coming," I yell and we both walk downstairs.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

WOW WHAT AN EMOTIONAL CHAPTER

Sorry I haven't updated, school is the fucking devil.

But the two South Park episodes were sooo good I'm hyperventilating.

It really reflects how fucked up our society is lol

BUT CAN'T WAIT TO SEE THE NEXT ONE

-Brooke xoxo

P.S. THANKS FOR ALL THE VIEWS AND LIKES...You already know how much I love you