Please Kyle....

Chapter 28: What...

Stans POV:

I approach Kyle.

Stan: "Kyle, why are you out of hospital."

Kyle:" I've actually been out for a week now."

Stan: "WHAT! Why didn't you tell me sooner."

Kyle: "I couldn't."

Stan: "What do you mean you couldn't!?"

Kyle: "My parents took my phone off me, and forbid me to leave the house until......."

I waited for him to finish his sentence. He had started crying at this point and before I could speak up he lunged in to a hug.

Stan: "What's wrong Kyle?" I said hugging him back, and stroking his hair.

Kyle:" Stan...............my mum is making me...........move back to New Jersey with her."

What. I can't believe it.

Kyle:" We were just putting every thing in the truck a-and I waited for my parents to have there hands full and t-then.... ran here. There probably looking for me right now a-actually."

I can't believe it. Is Kyle's mum really homophobic. That bitch! Well it doesn't matter, I'm not gonna let him leave. He can't leave. If he does leave I don't know if I could carry on.

Stan: "Don't worry Kyle your staying here. With me."

Kyle: "Thank you soooo, much Stan. I don't know what I'd do without yo-"

Shiela: "KYLE BROFLOSKI!"

I heard shouting behind us and twirled around to see the source of the deafening scream. It was Kyle's mum. She marched up to us and pulled Kyle away from our hug.

Stan: "Hey, you can't just take him away. He has friends here and if you leave that life gets left behind."

I tried to reason with her, but instead she threw Kyle to Gerald and started to march over to me. I heard Kyle scream in the distance.

Kyle: "Mom, please, dont hurt him! He did nothing wrong just let him go!"

I then felt a sharp pain flow through my cheek. The pain made me loose balance and I fell over on the ground. As I opened my eyes again. I saw Kyle crying in a state of shock as he was being pulled to the car by his dad. His dad however looked sad to be doing this to his .

I put put my hand to my cheek and looked up to the towering figure above me.

Shiela: "You know Stan, I always thought you would be a great friend to Kyle. Unlike the pervert and the  fatass. But I guess you faggots are all the same. Nothing but bad influences."

I always thought Sheila was just an over protective mother. But it turns out she's actually a phyco bitch. She got off me and went back to the car. I prompt my self up on my elbows and saw a car drive off along the street.

Kyle was gone, gone for good.