Chapter Nine

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*Your P.O.V.*

My eyes gently opened as an aching wave came through my body. I slowly sat up, as a blanket slid down to reveal my bare chest. I quickly moved to cover it as I looked around the room. I was in Clyde Donivan's room, and Clyde Donavan slept, naked, right next to me.

It didn't regester at first. The only thing I could think about was getting the fuck out of that house. I slid on my clothes and ran for my life. It wasn't until I was about a block away that it all hit me.

I had drank for the first time in my life, blacked out, cheated on my boyfriend, lost my virginaty, and now was walking alone in the cold.

I pulled out my phine ot call Kyle, but he had already blocked me. I only had one optionleft. I walk walked three blocks that cold Octobor morning all the way to Kyle's house. It was already 10, and knowing Kyle, he was up in his room playing video games.

I quietly sat beside him, "Hey..."

He paused his game, "What are you doing here?"

"Last night was a mistake-"

"You are more than right on that one," he cut me off. "My mistake though. You turned out to be like the rest of the girls in this town. I got my hopes up. That's my fault, not yours."

"Kyle, please, I love you," I pleaded.

That was the first time I had ever told him that. Turth is, I did love him a lot. More than anyone I had ever met. I wanted that future he dreamt of. I wanted that happy ending.

"I don't love you. I love the idea of you, but not you. You flushed that down the drain," he sighed.

"Oh..."

I left after that. No other words were spoken. There was nothing left to say. The boy left me speechless. So heart broken that I had zero words for the entire situation.

I had hit the point where I had no friends. The only person who liked me enough to hang out with me, just broke up with me. I had hit the point of rock bottom, or what I thought was rock bottom. But things can get worse, and you know they do.

Now I don't blame Kyle for breaking up with me. It's not his fault at all. I cheated. I would've left me too. I messed up, and that's on me. I guess going for him was also my fault. If I would've said no, I'd still have friends and less of a heart ache, but I was going to be okay...well I thought that, but then I showed up to school that Monday.

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