Sick Of It (Kyle Broflovski X Reader)

Fighting Over Me.

I hear a door creak open very slightly. My eyes open and then in an instant I know where I am. I must have fallen asleep on the couch in my living room. The TV  it slightly lighting the room, I can make out figures of the lamps and sofa's in the room but I cant make out any detail. I sit up to see the front door open. I feel a cold breeze brush my cheeks. My heart starts pounding inside my chest as I sprint to the front door and close it. I quickly lock the door and turn on the light. I let my breathing steady and shake off the stupid feeling I just had. I'm so stupid, the door probably just blew open, its not the first time that has happen. I made my way to the kitchen, turning on the light, I filled up a class of water and started chugging it down. I look down at myself to see I'm wearing my silk shorts and a black tank top. This really is freaking me out because I don't remember changing last night. I notice a piece of paper laying on the island. I set my glass on the counter as I read the note.

"BETRAYER" is what the note said.

"So you decided to be on the stupid Jews side. You decided to trust that dirty rat over me." Cartman's words rung out from behind me. When I turned to see him, his clothes where covered in mud, so was his face. He was completely drenched in water and just looked miserable.

"Oh Eric you look terrible" I walked up to him but he put his hands out in front of him to stop me.

"No (y/n) you obviously made your choice." Cartman turned around so I couldn't see his face. I couldn't stand to see him like this, this wasn't the Eric Cartman I knew.

"Cartman, its just some silly game."

"NO! its not..." He seemed so heart broken, and especially uncomfortable. I looked at his feet, he had tracked mud all over the floor, if my parents were to wake up and see this. Or see a BOY in our house I would definitely be in huge trouble.

"Can I talk to my friend, instead of the Wizard right now?" I asked Cartman gently.

"It the Wizard King.... but yeah." Cartman sniffed his nose and wiped his eyes. He straightened his back and stared at me. I couldn't help but give a gentle laugh at this boys pride. I walked up to him and helped him take off his soaked jacket.

"Eric, do you wanna take a shower and get cleaned up? I don't mind if you stay here tonight. You look like you need a friend." I gave Cartman a warm smile as he nodded.

"ill have some clothes laid out for you on my bed. My room is right across form the bathroom." I showed him to the shower and got it running for him. I made my way to my closet and got out a big white T-shirt and my blue pj pants I had ordered offline that ended up being men sizes. Then I made my way back to the kitchen and cleaned up the muddy mess Cartman had made. When I finally made my way to my bedroom I noticed that Cartman was already out of the shower and in my room. I opened my door to find him passed out and snuggled on the floor with one of my pillows. I grabbed a blanket from my closet and laid it over top of him. Then I climbed in my bed and finally let myself fall asleep.

~Time Skip to Morning~

I could hear muffle voices coming from outside my room. My eye lids felt so heavy, it was almost impossible to open them.

"(Y/n)! Hey your parents left a few hours ago so we thought we would let ourselves in- "

"WHAT THE FUCK!?" I opened my eyes to see Kyle, Kenny and Stan staring at me. I began to yawn as I looked at them.

"What are guys yelling about?" I asked as I rolled over to see a shirtless, smirking Cartman in my bed. I screamed and pushed him away from me, accidentally pushing myself off the bed and on to the floor. I could feel all the fluffy blankets on top of me, and my hair was swept over my face so I couldn't see.