I Need You

No Once Cares

Kyle's POV:
Butters and I went to the restroom to well, do our business. I washed my hands after I finished and stared at Butters, he turned around and started sweating. "Umm.." He whispered while grabbing his blond hair. He was bright red. He was confused as to why I was staring at him, while he was doing his business.

"S-Sorry.. for staring. That was kind of creepy, I must say.. haha.." I slightly laughed as it quickly faded away. "Uh.. It's fine, I guess.." Butters said still grabbing a strand of his hair. He does that when he's nervous. It was really awkward already, no one talking or making eye contact.

"Butters..?"

"Hmm? What is it..?"

"D-Do you think Stan likes me..?"

"H-Huh..? Um.. I don't know. Its all really confusing, huh..?"

"Yeah.. It really is. I'm confused right now, I don't think he likes me. But, who am I kidding.. who would ever like me.."

"I don't know anymore. Nothing. I thought Kenny liked me, but it seems like he likes Stan. No doubt.. To think I actually liked him."

"I'm sorry. You really deserve someone good as you."

"Thanks, I don't get that a lot. You deserve someone like that too."

We both smiled at each other. We went back to the classroom. As we entered the room, Kenny and Stan were laying down gazing up to the ceiling, talking to one another. "We're back, guys." Butters interrupted.

"Oh. Hey, Butters and Kyle." Kenny said, not even looking at us. I sighed and later next to Butters. I didn't want to sit near either of them. I looked over at Stan, he looked back and we made eye contact with me. He stared at me for a couple seconds, he frowned at me and looked away.

I bet he thinks I'm mad at him, but I'm really not. I'm more heartbroken then mad, but then again it's not his fault. I really wanted to have a word with him, but I couldn't bare to even look at him or make eye contact. I tried to ignore it. I really tried to.

"So, what were you two doing, huh?" Kenny laughed. "Why do you ask? We were doing nothing, just talking." I said. "Talking about what, hmm?" He asked. "None of your damn business, Kenny." I said, angrily. I tried not to sound mad, but that obviously didn't work. It's really not my fault that I have anger issues.

"Jeez. Just asking.." Kenny laughed. I just rolled my eyes at him. "I'm leaving. Don't even bother following me. Please. Any of you. Leave me the fuck alone, kay?" I said before walking away from them. I looked back to see if they were following me. No, they weren't. They finally listened to me.

Our school had a roof top, where we could hang out. No one was here, luckily. It seemed off and odd and quiet. Usually, all you could here is gossip and laughter. I sat near the edge of the building.

I wonder what would happen if I jump?

No one would care, right?

Yeah, no one would care.