Kyle looked at us with his eyes wide open.
"Oh.. Hey, Kyle!" Kenny laughed.
"What are you doing to Butters?!" Kyle walked into the room.
"Nothing! We just walked outside in the rain and we have to let our clothes dry! I wanted him to take his shirt of so he wouldn't get sick." Kenny explained.
"We both know that's not true." Kyle laughed.
"What are you taking about Kyle?" I was confused. Kenny looked at Kyle in a way that have a signal of not telling me.
"And what the hell happened to you?" He pointed at Kenny's chest.
"Cartman happened." Kenny explained shortly.
"That fat asshole." Kyle sighed.
"Stop calling him fat." I got angry at Kyle.
"Since when did you care?" Kyle asked me. "He make fun of me for being a Jew anyway!"
"Maybe he wouldn't do it if you stopped calling him fat!" I shouted at Kyle.
"What's up with him?" Kyle asked Kenny.
"It actually upsets him a lot when you make fun of him!" I continued. Both of them ignored me.
"They haven't told you yet?" Kenny looked at Kyle.
"Told me what?" Kyle had to think for a while to try to figure out what Kenny was talking about. "Really?! With Cartman?!"
Kenny nodded.
"Butters, are you sure?" Kyle asked me.
"Sure about what?!" Both of them ignored me again. Kenny whispered something to Kyle.
"Well... Then it's too late." Kyle sighed.
"WHAT ARE YOU TWO TALKING ABOUT?!" I shouted. Now I got their attention.
"Butters... Are you sure that Eric is good for you?" Kyle asked me.
"What do you mean with that? And how do you know about me and Eric?!" I was confused and angry.
"You know... He's selfish, manipulative and... just a horrible person." Kyle explained. I got up from the bed and got my shirt. I put it on.
"I'm leaving."
"No, Butters. Stay!" Kenny tried to hold me back.
"No. I said that I'm leaving now." I walked out of the house.
"Butters, come on. Don't be like this." Kenny followed me.
"I'm not mad at you, Kenny... I-I just want to be alone." I explained and started walking faster.
"Be careful!" He told me and stated walking back to his house. My plan was not to go home. I stopped by a house that I had to walk past to get home. I knocked on the door.
"Is Eric home?" I asked Ms.Cartman.
"Yes, he's in his room." She smiled and let me go inside. I slowly walked to Eric's room. The door was closed. I opened it without him noticing. He was sitting by his computer.
"Eric?"
He quickly turned around.
"Butters!" He smiled. "Why are you here?"
I walked over to where he was sitting.
"I just wanted to be with you." I said and kissed his cheek. He chuckled.
"Why were you so worried about me earlier?" I asked him and got my phone out of my pocket to show him his messages.
"I wanted to know that you were okay. I don't want to lose you or anything." He explained and reached for my hair.
