He'll Be The Death Of Me (Kyman Fanfic)

Chapter Sixteen

Once again as promised I'm back, the last chapter was basicly a little teaser. But here we go...

                {Kylie/Kyle's P.O.V}

I want to puke, I literally could hunch over and puke. "Trent why don't you tell us about yourself?" Mrs. Benniet asked, very cheerfully. "Well I belive in taking vengence, and karma coming back to others." His cold eyes reach mine, I can't descirbe the nausea I'm feeling. It's like that feeling you get when yoir about to get grounded but 10x worse. And throw in the panic that you know your going to get seriously injured (or killed)
Yea its fucking terrifying.

Trents eyes wonder from mine... to Cartman... To Stan... To Kenny... and to Butters.

"*hic* F-F-Fellas!" Butters whisper yells to us. "What the fuck are we going to do now?! Butters said he was supposed to be released tomorrow!"
"H-H-He was supposed to be! I don't know why he's here!" Tears are starting to form in his eyes, he's shaking like a leaf. "They must have let him out early, the important thing right now is to figure out what we do now." Stan's trying to stay calm, you can tell. He isn't doing a good job of it though.

"Ok who's house were we going to be at?" I utter still feeling uneasy, its not right being put under this much stress. "Mine, we have my dad there to protect us." Stan says.

Were lucky are teacher likes to talk a lot. Shes still talking to Trent, he hasnt been seated yet. "Guys I still need to talk to my mom." I slightly turn my body away from the front of the class, I don't need to be forced to look at Trent, then I really would puke. I have a strong feeling that my mom wouldn't help me, probably to busy helping Ike with his Hocky or school. "We'll go with you if we all show up and talk to her with you the more likey she will help us right?" Stan looks at me, hes trying to help he really is. "Yea.." I say.

"Alright Trent please take an empty seat." Mrs Benniet beams. Fucking cheery teacher.

Trent smirks and turns to the class, scanning around the room his eyes mainly focusing on us. I'm never scared of anyone, not Cartman, Not the government, not even the apple company anymore. I've only been truly terrified a few times in my life, and its been mostly because of my mother. And Cartmans never scared of anyone either, sure when we were kids the was fear in his eyes when I beat the shit out of him, but never truly scared. But this time even Cartman's a little scared of Trent, and thats really nerve-racking.

Trent takes an empty seat on the other side of the room of us. How are we going to get out of class? I almost forgot, todays friday. Its a shorter class period, we only have 10 minutes to figure out a plan.

"Okay class for the last 10 minutes take out a book and read." Mrs Bennit sighed ploping down in her chair and pulling out some papers to grade I assume. The class pulled out a book and started to read, Trent got up and walked over to the teacher. Probably to get a book. His sleave is up a certain way where I can see a scar or tattoo.

Vengence is mine.

Down bellow it.

Never forget.

He really didn't forget about us. "Hey Jew calm down your shaking like a leaf!" I turn to Cartman wanting to yell, but all I could do was just look. I probably look like a small frightened animal. Shaking and cold, afraid of being hunted. God I won't hear the end of it.

But instead, he just looks at me... softly? Sadly? Fuck is that both? "Don't worry Jew, he's not going to hurt you. Not under my watch."

I feel the blush rise to my cheeks, a little flutter in my stomach, I don't like feeling this way. Shit he can't know, quick whats somthing to distract him?

"...What about on top of your watch?" I take a sharp look to the wrist watch he has. Holy shit that was the lamest joke I've made. But for some reason, Cartman's actually laughing? Why? That was really retarded.

"Mr Cartman, and Miss Broflovski is there a problem?"

"Yea were bored as fuck."

"Do you want to go the the office?!"

"Hell yea we do." I smirk, I see what he's doing.

"I expected better from you Miss Broflovski! Both of you to the office now!" We both rush out of the room in victory... Not before I caught the menacing glare from Trent. He knew what we did.

"So you caught on to what I was doing? Hm I always knew you were a sneaky Jew." Cartman grins.

"Hm well sneaky Jew, and the unstealthy nazi fatass. What a duo." I snicker.

"Aye! I'm not fat you fucking Jew!"

"Don't call me a Jew asshole!"

"But you are one!"

We keep walking in silence. "Old habbits die hard huh?" I chuckel. "Hm I geuss so." He sighs.

"Well I geuss we better get to my house before school ends." Cartman nods and we speed up our pace and exit the building.

Wooo see? Last chapter was like a fun little tid bit. Heres some really thick plotline.

Hollister-mc~~~