Love me ? (FINISHED)

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Kyle's POV:
I lay in bed. I looked up at my ceiling and just watched it. I heard a knock at my bedroom door. I slowly got up, trying not to get dizzy in the process. I opened the door and there's Stan, arms open. I return the hug and we sit on my bed. "Wanna do homework?" He asked. I nodded. Homework on the first day. Thanks. When we finish, we start to play Xbox, small talking in the process. I check my phone. 6:34. Wow. We've been playing Xbox for two hours. I started thinking. It was Monday, February 10. School started at a weird time. We end in December. It was weird. Since we live in Colorado, it was never really that hot so we didn't have summer vacation. It was just the end of the grade. I don't know, it was confusing. Valentine's Day is on Thursday. And I'm going another year single. This is Stan's fifth year not being single. I sighed. Stan got up. "I have to go" he said while putting his arm up over his neck and smirking. I blushed. I loved when he did that. I nodded and looked down. He hugged me and cupped my chin so we were looking into each other's eyes. He's taller than me so I had to look higher up. I'm 5 foot, 6 inches and Stan's 6 foot. Big difference. "I'm sorry I'm spending a lot of time with Wendy. I can't really get out of it." Stan said grabbing my hand. I blush and looked down. "It's okay. She's your girlfriend." I said back, staring in his eyes. He hugged me once more and left. I stood in the middle of my room for a few seconds. I climbed on my bed and took out a sharpie. I moved my bed, revealing a chart. The chart was titled: days he still hasn't kissed me. I know that was creepy but I couldn't help myself with it. I marked a line next to the millions of other lines. It was now 7:00. I changed into pajamas and went downstairs. "Hey mom" I greeted her as I came down. "Hey honey. Are you hungry?" She asked. I nodded my head and she went to the kitchen. Ike was watching tv. He grew a lot. He's now in 5th grade. He's still pretty short. "Hey Kyle" he said greeting me as I walk past. "Hey dude" I greet him back and walk to the basement. I opened the door and walked down the stairs. I walk over to a casket. I plugged my nose. It smelled horrible. Hey this is the author. This part is messed up. Sorry :P my dad died a year ago. He was in a car accident. For some reason my mom kept the body. I looked at my disfigured father. I've gotten over the death, but still cry about it sometimes. My mom wants us to give him something every other night and it was my turn. I gave him a pen he always used. I had nothing else to give him so this was the best I could do. I closed his casket and walked back up the stairs. My mom set dinner down on the table. We all sat down together and ate. My mom stared at the empty seat at the table. "Mom, it's okay. He's in a better place." I told her. She nodded and smiled at me. She took my hand and said something that hit me hard. "You should get a boyfriend hon." She stared at me. How did she know I was gay? "Mom how did you know I was gay?" I asked her, mouth hanging open. "Just a feeling." She laughed. I blushed. "Well I do like someone..." I said, blushing more. "Oh. Who?" She asked. She smiled. I think she knew. "Stan?" She mouthed. I laughed and nodded my head. She awed and started to clean up. I went upstairs and went to bed
Stan's POV:
I laid in bed. My phone kept buzzing. It was Wendy. I put my pillow over my head, trying to ignore them. Shut the fuck up. I thought to my phone. I sighed and picked it up 12 new messages. Damn Wendy. I sighed and called her. "Hello?" I awkwardly sighed. "What do you mean hello?! You haven't answered me!!!" She yelled through the phone. A half an hour passed by and she was still yelling. I lost it. "YOU KNOW WHAT? IM DONE WITH THIS BULLSHIT. IM BREAKING UP WITH YOU" I screamed through the phone. Wendy went silent. Beeeeeeeeeeep she hung up. I put my phone down and laid in my bed. I took out my blade and cut my wrist one more time and put the blade away. I now had 4 little cuts on my wrist. I couldn't help it. I hope she's okay. Well, now I'm single.