Alive!~Chapter 16

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Y/n's POV

I stood back up from my spot on the ground, I didn't date look back out the window they could still be there. Why are guys like that? I sighed as I walked up the stairs to my room surprisingly I didn't see my dad but I was thankful for that. I pulled out my phone as I walked into my room and started sending a text to Anna.

Y/n: Hey Anna, can we talk for a bit?

I needed to tell her about this, get my mind straight. I stuffed my phone back in my pocket and looked back up from my spot. My eyes widened as they made contact with Zack's eyes. "Z-Zack!" I squeaked out, he was looking out the window as I walked in and now he finally looked at me. His eyes showed sadness then they went to my cheek. "Why did he drive you home?" Zack questioned softly. I looked away and sighed loud enough for him to hear me. "If your wondering if we're dating we aren't." I looked back up to where Zack was but he wasn't there. My eyes widened as Zack was grabbing the first aid kit and walking back over to me. "I don't need help." I turned away from him to show that I was being honest but he grabbed my arm and spun me around. "No you do need help." He started pulling things out making me huff in annoyance.

I sat down and glared at the guy in front of me. I didn't need help, I've gotten by so far by myself when he left so why would I need help. Zack grabbed the ice pack out of the first aid kit and shook it to get it to start becoming cold. Once it was cold I tried to move away but failed when he grabbed the back of my head not letting me move. "Zack stop." I whined as the cold ice pack made contact with my cheek. My stinging cheek went numb as it was let there for a long time. "You should ask for help instead of shoving it off to the side." Zack looked down since he was standing and I was sitting, I huffed which only made my cheek hurt.

"Stop." Zack ordered, Zack would only order me around if I really should have listened. I didn't want to listen to him, he hurt me, not physically but emotional wise yes he did. With that thought fresh in my head I tried to pull away but failed miserably. Today's been a terrible day what could get worse? I got enough courage and so I slapped Zack's hand leading to him dropping the ice pack. "Don't." I stood from my spot and walked out my bedroom door but of course Zack followed me.

Kenny's POV

I drove all the way to Y/n's house, Multiple people told me she seemed so sad and was saying how I died. She couldn't possibly have remembered that, I had to see myself. I slammed on my brakes outside her house and ran to the door banging on it and standing there for a few moments. I heard two people talking inside one saying 'Don't' which was of course Y/n's voice the other one I hadn't heard yet but then Y/n continued.

"When I open this door you better get out." Her voice was weak through the door but I could hear her well. The handle of the door swung open then she pointed outside the door with her eyes on this guy. "Out!" She spoke with a strong voice but her stance showed she was sad. I rolled my eyes that she hadn't noticed me but the guy behind her certainly did. I sighed catching her attention finally. When they caught my eyes hers widened and she almost shoved me over in a hug.

"Kenny!" She screamed into my ear. I laughed at her but my eyes went to the guy who was frowning clearly. He scoffed at me then walked out the door. Y/n pushed off of me and started watching him leave. "Another fucking South Park idiot." The guy scoffed as he left. I looked at Y/n to see her pissed off. "Ass." She mumbled then looked to me with a smile. My heart hurt a little as I saw the bruise on her face but then it went to relaxed when she was so happy to see me.

"I thought you died! I saw you die!" Her eyes glossed over slightly. My eyes widened and out of reflex I pulled her into a hug. "Sh, I didn't I'm alive. I mean, I did but I'm okay now." She stood there for a few minutes processing what I told her but all of a sudden she pushed off of me eyes wide."What!?" I sighed and looked away. "This may be shocking to know and maybe you'll forget it later." I laughed softly at that comment and looked back to Y/n's scared eyes. "I die almost all the time but no one remembers. I come back just as I was before, like I was never even dead. Your the first one to actually remember." Her expression went from ridiculous to extreme what the fuck are you talkin about. "Wait, no I saw you die. You fell off the roof and Kyle and Stan yelled out stuff." I laughed at that, everytime they do that and I don't get why.

Y/n's POV

I stood there in shock, no way. Kenny has to be playing with me, they all set it up. But no one talked about it when I was there. They were all talking like it was normal." My eyes widened as I finally understood what he was talking about which just led to me hugging him again. "I swear, I won't ever forget that! How could I!" Kenny laughed again this time a sad but sweet laugh. "You wouldn't believe." I shook my head into the hug. "Now, your face." Kenny pulled me away and looked at my face which was just a small smack from my father. "It's fine, I don't need help." I was about to pull away but Kenny pulled me back and shook his head. "Nope, I'm helping." He grabbed my hand and pulled me into my house. I was happy he hadn't talked about Zack yet, why couldn't Stan be the one in m room waiting for me. . . *Fucking creepy line I have ever wrote*

I sighed as once again an ice pack was shoved onto my face. Great more cold. "Who was he?" And there it was, I huffed in annoyance and replied. "Ex boyfriend, Zack, we broke up the day I met you guys." I laughed at the memory, it was good and bad. I lost the first guy I 'loved' but I found friends that I 'Love', the world can be a confusing place. Kenny nodded as if understanding my own thoughts making a smile spread across my face. "You know Kenny, I don't say this often but. I classify you as a best friend of mine." I smiled at him but his smile seemed still sad. Must be about my face still.

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