North Park Girl (Stan Marsh x Reader)

Tragic-Chapter 22

Y/n's POV

"K-Kyle!" I squeaked out as his hand went directly to my face scanning it carefully. "Who did this?" His voice was panic it made me smile softly. "This was a long time ago, bottle of beer broken scratch across my face." I wasn't lying. I was honest about the beer bottle just I didn't explain who did it. I smiled at him softly then his hand went to a more fresh one. "Ow!" I yelled out jumping away from him quickly. "And that?" I bit my lip and looked away out the window. "I fell down stairs." Kyle's eyes opened slightly and when he stepped closer I took another step back.

"Who?" His voice was strict and very authority way. I looked back to him my eyes glassed over. "M-My dad." I muttered and his eyes were huge. "Even that." He pointed at the beer bottle one and I nodded softly. Kyle's eyes glazed over with anger and within seconds he had his jacket in hand. "Kyle no!" I yelled and grabbed his hand in panic. "Don't." He shook his head violently, he tried to wiggle his way out my grip but I never moved. "Please," I breathed out, I felt a release of stress on my hand meaning he wasn't trying to get out and what shocked me most was when he came in and gave me a tight hug

"It's okay." I felt my eyes stinging and then a single tear dripped from my cheek. It landed on his shirt and then I just broke out in sobs. "Sh, it's okay." Kyle continued to whisper until a knock on the door caught us off guard. I pulled away and stopped my sobs as we both watched the door. Another knock came this time even louder, I took a step back while Kyle took a step forward and towards the door.

Kyle slowly opened the door looking back at me once my guess is making sure I was okay. The door opened the rest of the way and there Stan stood eyes big and filled with worry. "Kyle! Y/n was taken by her father and he didn't look happy at all!" I chuckled softly at his panicked state, he should've of been but I didn't think he would since he doesn't know my father. Stan's head shot up and his eyes caught mine in an instance. "Y/n!" I smiled softly and gave a slight wave, he took a step forward and then ran over to me holding onto my tightly, I barely couldn't breathe. "I'm alright." I whispered into his shirt. I pulled away and looked over to Kyle who was watching us as he closed the door softly.

"Uhm, could I borrow someones phone?" I questioned as I rocked back and forth on my heels. Kyle held his phone out and I nodded for a silent thank you as I grabbed his phone and ran up the stairs in a hurry. I needed to call Anna quickly. As I reached the top stair I heard the two guys talking downstairs but ignored it as I typed in Anna's digits.

"Anna!?" I rose my voice as I spoke. Her groggily voice came back, half slurred, half not. I chuckled softly but quickly started explaining my situation with her, since I most certainly needed her words of 'wisdom'.

Stan's POV

-I watched as she went upstairs in a rush. My body became cold again once she disappeared. She was warm, she was also crying which hurt me more. I turned to Kyle and smiled softly. "Thank you." Kyle cocked his head to the side which only meant he was confused. "Nothing." I muttered as I looked back up the stairs as her figure finally disappeared from view.

"Stan, do you like her?" I jumped at the sudden question, I whipped my head around and stared at Kyle. "Uh," I had to think about how to respond but my mind was blank. "I-I-I do not!" I yelled in sudden panic. Kyle smiled softly and shook his head. "Her dad's been doing that to her with her face and stuff. I wish I could help her." I looked down suddenly knowing what he was saying was true. "Wendy and I broke up." I added into the conversation, I watched Kyle's eyes grow big but then back normal. "About time." I rolled my eyes and sighed. "I wish I could help Y/n." I watched Kyle nod his head in agreement to that statement. "You know, Kenny likes her right?" I felt a sudden ping hit my heart painfully. "K-Kenny?"

Kyle nodded as he started walking away, I sighed and shook my head trying to get the thought of that out of my head.

Y/n's POV

I hit end on the conversation with Anna and I. She asked if I needed a place to say but I had refused and was just gonna stay with one of my friends since she sounded tired and drunk. I opened the door and stepped out just to hit into a tall and broad body. I tensed quickly with my eyes traveling up to see Stan standing there a soft sad smile on his lips. "Hey you okay" I questioned looking up at him, he nodded and opened his mouth to speak. "I wanted to know if you're okay." I laughed and nodded, "I'm swell."Stan shook his head still with the smile on his face. I pulled away from him so we had space and I was able to go around him. I jumped down the stairs and made my way to the kitchen
Upon entering I watched Kyle holding a knife and bread with Jam smeared on it sorta. His face was in shock and showed worry. I had walked in there with a smile but it quickly disappeared. "Kyle?" I questioned in a rush, by then Stan had come in behind me and stood just as confused as I was. Kyle's eyes were on the Tv and they told me something I feared to know. I glanced at Stan to see his face on the Tv and just the tame way as Kyle's. I turned towards the Tv but within a minute was able to understand why. . . .

*News*
"Today an awful tragic has happened. D/N *forgot if I made it before* L/n Husband of the deceased Wife M/N L/n. He was speeding down a country road towards South Park when a deer came running out in the middle of the street, within in seconds his car had rolled over and over multiple times. Citizens who drove by stopped and ran to the car pulling him out but by then he had already passed. No one knows why he was going that fast-"

*end of News*

I held my breath as I listened to it. Stan made a move and put his hand on my shoulder giving it a squeeze but I didn't respond. I was shaking violently and within a second I lost my breath making me gasp for me. I killed him, I killed him.