Return Of The Devil (Kyman Fanfic) [[DISCONTINUED]]

Half Enemy , Full Friend

~ Cartman's POV~

I slowly undid the buttons on my shirt , and took it off. I just stood there and watched as Kyle's facial expressions went from worried curiousity to terror.

"Cartman...how...how long have you been...cutting.." he whispered , eyes wide and staring at the thousands of marks around my stomach and chest.

"....." I looked away. I didnt like my Body being stared at. Especially when I was like this..I know what I've been doing was wrong , but I can't stop it.

"Cartman..." He ran towards me and threw his arms round my neck , hugging my tightly. He was on his tip toes to just hug me. "Please...stop doing this to yourself.. you'll end up hospitalised" he muffled into my chest. I think he is crying , but I'm not sure.

"What if...what if I can't stop." I said quietly , not thinking he'd heard me , but he looked up , our noses inches from each other and stared into my chocolatey eyes , determination in his.

"I'll help you. Your my friend Cartman. I want...need to help you , in any way possible."

~ Kyle's POV ~

I'm so close to him... I could just reach and kiss him.. if I wanted too... I could feel his bare neck as my arms locked around it , his hands metres from my waist , I could feel his hot breath against my lips , and smelt his colon. He smelt heavenly and I didn't want to let go.

My cheeks were starting to become a scarlet color so I had to detach , he only sniffed at me and reached down for his blood soaked shirt.

"So...I'm guessing you cut today...before...we entered the bathroom? Or as it-"

"Before. I was cleaning up excess blood when you entered. I guess I forgot it in my haste to get of there. Anyways...I should probably be getting back to butters." He cut me off , putting on his shirt. I watched and blushes even harder. He has rock hard abs... My lord.. wait...butters?

"Butters?" Why did he need to get back to butters? Where's butters!?

"Yeh. He now lives with me. Since his parents kept grounding him , nearly killing him in the process." He mumbled , putting his hoodie on.

I don't know why , but I've found that all my friends relate to a specific color. Cartman red , Stan brown , Kenny orange , butters light blue , Jimmy yellow , Wendy purple , Craig dark blue , tweek faded green and me bright green. I smiled slightly , thinking about it , but Cartman didn't see.

"Oh..well , thanks for giving him somewhere to stay cart! That's really nice of ya." I said , sitting back down on my bed. I watched him walk to the window and hitch himself onto the sill.

"Eh. I made a promise , although Eric Cartman isn't nice , he knows how to keep a promise." He said , his evil smirk back upon his face as he looks at me.

I sighed smiling. "Well. I hope 'Eric Cartman' doesn't change, because I missed my enemy" putting entasis on him name , I loved saying it , but his first name felt foreign on my lips, but I loved it.

His head tilted slightly , smiling. I'd never said Cartman's name before today ,  but now I'm saying it I never wanted to stop.

"Goodnight Jew." He slid my window shut now on the other side and disappeared into the darkness. I sighed and layed down , a huge grin on my face.

He told me... Out of everyone , he told me...maybe he does consider me a friend.. I highly doubt I'd be anything more than that anyways. Yes he's gay but he wouldn't be interested in someone he's bullied for so long.. would he?

I glance and the pocketknife , now on the floor by my door. I needed to get rid of it without my mom seeing ,  which was gonna be a task and a half considering she studies my every move when I'm home.

"Eric , Eric , Eric , Eric...." I repeated his name in my head and aloud , I loved how it made me feel tingly inside.

I heard a knock on my door and quickly hid the knife in my drawers. After making sure it was well hidden , I unlocked the door and opened it.

"Hi Kyle!" Ike beamed at me. Although he was younger than me we were nearly the same height , I get jealous that he's adopted sometimes. Mainly because he has far better genes than me.

I walked back to my bed with him following behind me , closing the door. "I saw Eric Cartman climbing down from your window. What happened? Why do you look like you were crying"  as he said this I noticed that my eyes were poofy and my cheeks were wet. I quickly wiped them and invited Ike to sit on my bed with me.

"Nothing happened don't worry. I just needed to talk to Eric" I mumbled , smiling.

"Since when have you called the fatass Eric?" Ike questioned. I hadn't even realized I'd done it but I blushed slightly. "Uh..um...well...uh.." I couldn't think of anything.

"I know you had a crush on him big bro , I didn't think you'd still have it though" he laughed , playfully punching my shoulder , I laughed and blushed badly. "But...I'm glad to see you happy again , it's been ages since I've seen you like this"

"Five years" I muttered

"What?" Ike stopped punching my shoulder , and looked at me with confusion.

"It's been five years since I've felt like this. It's been five years since I've seen Cartman. Cartman makes me like this. He makes me worth while." I said , smiling I pulled Ike into a hug which he tried to break out of , failing.

"Kyle!! Ehhhhhhhhhhh! Get Offa meee! I'm not your loverrr , go hug Cartman!!"he tried pushing my arms off him. I realized what he said and went a bright rose color , letting go.

He giggled and stood up. "I'm glad your in love bro , but be careful.."

"Careful?"

"You remember how Cartman was right? I know I was only an infant , but I remember how bad Cartman is. Just... be careful and sure. Don't let your guard down ok? And don't tell mom you like him or she'll flip." He warned , his sky blue eyes looking into mine.

I nodded hesitantly , although I didn't want to agree , Ike was right as always , and I knew I had to stay alert , or I'd end up getting hurt.

"I just don't want my bro getting hurt by anyone. Imma go to bed ok? Night Kyle, sweet dreams about your boooooyyyyffffrrrriiiiiieeeennnnnddd" he laughed and ran out the room , ducking as I threw an old stuffed toy at him.

Why did I have to go and get a crush on the one guy who can hurt me the most...HAS hurt me the most..? Argh.. whatever , imma enjoy it while it lasts..

I fell asleep soon after , still in my clothes.