You Are The Reason

Chapter 6: Thankfully GONE and SURPRISE!

School again. Where assholes linger around the halls and beat up weak school kids. It's sickening.

Well, I don't hate them all, just those teensy wincy assbaits.

"H-Hey Kyle..."
A twitchy voice interrupted my train of thought. A messy-haired blonde boy, appeared in front of me and greeted me nervously but gently. And he doesn't scream anymore, I guess it's a pretty good improvement.

"Oh, Hey Tweek. How's it going?"
I asked him. He's not shaking anymore. Well, not as violent as before anyway. He stutters not as much, but has little stuttery words still.

"Pretty g-good."
He answered, smiling. Then I remembered, this was a very special day for him. You know why? No? You'll know soon.

"Oh- Okay then. And uh... Tweek..."
I added a bit. He took an eyeful glance at me and smiled.

"What is i-it?"
He replied. I dug inside my bag, to get my 'stuff' out. Once I found what I needed, I showed it to Tweek.

"Happy Birthday!"
I yelled out. Tweek jumped a but and then smiled widely. He hesitated taking the gift from my hands, and had to insist on taking it.

"K-Kyle... Wow, Thank you, man! I never thought you'd remember..."
He stated. I insisted on opening the present, and he hesitated once more. He then opened it and saw what he got from me.

"A coffee bean plushie! Thanks Kyle!"
He smiled happily. I guess he's still a coffee addict, up until now.

"Hey Tweek, C'mo— Kyle? What's up?"
Clyde approached smiling and a little bit confused that I'm here. I never did approach one of Craig's friends as much. Even though Tweek hung out with us.

"Just giving a present to this birthday boy."
I said smiling. He had a sudden surprise, and dug into his bag and slapped down, sitting.

"U-uh... Clyde? What are y-you doing?"
Tweek asked weirdly and peeked through Clyde's struggling through his backpack.

"Here ya' go!"
Clyde said in relief, giving Tweek a small wrapped box with a brown ribbon. It looked like a present for Tweek as well.

"Oh, Thanks!"
He told him. I just watched as the two friends chat and smiled at each other.

"Come on! Open it! You are gonna love it, dude!!"
Clyde insisted. Tweek nodded with a smile, and started unwrapping the gift.

"Woah!"
Tweek reacted. I watched as Tweek put out the present from the box. It was a necklace, pretty shiny too. It also has a little coffeebean accessory attached to it.

"T-Thanks!!"
Tweek said.

"Glad ya' like it!"
Replied Clyde loudly. Once that was settled, we went to our class. When we entered the classroom, it was History, Tweek's favorite subject.

We both sat in our seats, apparently, my seat was just next to his, pretty good. I think I just grew calm right now. Just what I needed, I think.

If I see some stupid asses trying to zap me back into my zone, then they really want an everlasting sleep to happen to them.

Mr. Garrison entered class and started the attendance. Right before Tucker's name, he got it. Craig Tucker, one of the badasses in this school, also Tweek's bestfriend. Dunno how that happened really.

"He's late. As always."
Stan muttered to me. I nodded in agreement, and looked in front. Craig just plainly greeted Mr. Garrison, and went to his seat, behing Tweek's.

"Happy Birthday."
Craig whispered to Tweek softly, so that they won't get in trouble. Tweek said 'thanks' in return. Craig handed a giftbox to him, another present.

"Open it later after class."
Craig told him. Tweek just agreed and went to listening to the discussion. It was really boring for other students but for me, well, it's kinda good. Especially Tweek, he thinks it's cool.

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AFTER CLASS
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I walked out of the room, still under control. So far, nobody tried to piss me off in there. As I went into my locker, I saw Tweek opening Craig's gift to him.

So far, Craig's gift was different from the first two, including mine. It was a puppy plushie. A husky.

Tweek looked amazed, for getting something different, but relieved that it wasn't some weird stuff that someone got from an alleyway.

"Hey Kyle."
I heard Stan greet me. It interrupted my thoughts, as I faced him. He was smiling widely, that made me blush. I covered half my face, excluding my eyes.

"Is... something the matter?"
Stan asked me. I shook my head to let him know that it was pretty much nothing.

"HAHAHAHA!!! Really?! You're blushing, Broflovski?!  Are you some sort of a FAGGOT?! Pa-the-tic!! HAHAHHAHA"
I heard someone from the background, insult me. I turned around to see who it was, and it was no other than Jason.

That asshole, he was one of Cartman's minions. Cartman must've taught him some insults against me, and with that I snapped.

"Shut up!!"
I growled. Stan geld me from behind, preventing me from ripping him up to pieces.

Subject number 6. Jason, one of the fatass' minions. 10 years old. Weird brown hair. Purple top and blue jeans. School shoes.
Crime to me? Being a fucking ass! And once I get my hands on that little sucker, I murder him and erase him from existence. Just you wait.

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"Hey JASON. Can you come? With me?"
I asked as I walked over to Jason, who was putting stuff on his locker.

"What? Oh, it's you. Fine, I'll come. Just because you're a red-headed ginger faced butthole."
He muttered. I hope he'll be regretting what he said, because if he wants to die, I would gladly do it. RIGHT NOW.

Jason followed me behing the school. But seriously, how can people be so naive and oblivious, I mean Oh, My, Fucking, God. You sir, are dumb as crap.

"Where the heck are we going, Broflovski?"
Jason whined boredly, as we continued walking. I stopped my tracks, and faced him.

"What now, faggot?"
He asked idiotly. I snapped at his last word. I am not a faggot!

With sudden force, I took the dagger from my bag and pinned his clothes to a wall. He trembled as the sudden jolt pounced onto him. His eyes read fear and surprise.

"Never EVER! CALL ME FAGGOT, YOU SWINE!"
I yelled into his ear, which made him tingle lightly. I pulled out my scissors and directly stabbed his stomach, making his insides almost fall out of place.

"K-KYLE!?"
He yelled. I cut his stomach open violently. He continued choking and trembling, he was still alive. With my scissors, I pulled it out his stomach and lounged it onto his throat, and sliced it.

He stopped moving, but the twitching nerves are still on it. I just need to wait until it stops, and then I'll burn the body.

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After a while, Jason's body stopped the twitching, and I finally had a chance to burn it.
And I successfully did it.
I washed the leftover blood spots on my hands and clothes and then went a move on.

"Hey, there you are, Kyle. I was looking for you."
I heard a familiar voice creep up to me. I jumped and turned to see... just Stan.

"Y-You scared me there for a second..."
I informed. He let out a little chuckle, and scratched his cheek softly.

"O-Oh... hehe sorry 'bout that hehe..."
He told me. I just smiled at him, as he continued talkung. He was so cheerful today, and so... cute...

"Clyde is gonna throw a party, wanna come with me?"
He provoked me. I nodded with a smile, and let out a giggle of glee.

"Cool! C'mon then, let's get going!"
He hyperactively said as he pulled my arm, and dragged me out of school.

Well, damn man. <3<3<3