Things happen (Cryle)

Chapter 11

Kyle's POV

Honestly, I began to panic as my mother informed me that Craig will be joining us for the weekend.

Most people would have butterflies in their stomachs when friends come over unlike me who practically was a bundle of nerves.

Time passed slowly, minute by minute. I paced back and forth, overthinking, panicking and fidgeting.

What's Craig favourite food? Does he even like food? Is he allergic to something? Does he like video games? Which type of video games does he like to play?

Then my brain stopped as the door rang. If it weren't for my mother's voice calling out my name, I would have stood there like a statue for many years until I get old and collapse. I took deep breathes, each one becoming lighter than the previous.

Finally, I calmed myself down and mumbled to myself,

"Easy Kyle, you did this once before and now you can do it all over again."

I slowly put my hand on the doorknob. I turned it and opened the door, revealing Craig carrying a large duffel bag.

As I observed him from head to toe, I noticed that his hands were shaking a bit. I suspected that it must be the heaviness of the large duffel bag so I asked,

"What the fuck do you have in there? A pile of bricks?"

"I might have over packed a little," Craig responded.

"A little? Doesn't seem like it." I stated.

The next thing you know both of us burst out laughing.

The laughter we shared cleansed all my worries and anxiety. As we finally stopped and breathed, I gestured him to come in.

And so he did, giving me one of his bright smiles.

My mother informed us that dinner will be ready in 20 minutes which gave us enough time to work on our homework together.

It was mostly spent with Craig complaining about Math and me laughing my ass off.

"How the fuck you understand this? Are you descended from Einstein by any chance?" Craig asked.

"No, that's because I have a bigger brain than yours. Oh, wait I forgot that you don't have one." I responded smirking.

"Is there an app I can download to make you disappear, smartass?" Craig asked.

"Well, sorry that my brutal honesty inconvenienced your ego," I responded.

Craig flipped me off in which I responded,

"Love you too."

That's where everything fell apart.

My eyes widened as I realized what I just said.

I slowly turned, gazing at Craig who became red all of a sudden.

Oh no! I broke him!

I couldn't ask him if he was alright since my mind went completely blank due to my embarrassment.

I FUCKING SAID I LOVE YOU TO CRAIG TUCKER. OMG OMG OMG. I DIDN'T MEAN IT. I JUST SAID THAT TO ANNOY HIM JUST LIKE I USUALLY SAY TO STAN. WTF AM I GOING TO DO?

Then my mother broke the ice as she called us down for dinner.

Both of us remained quiet when we were on our way to the dining room.

I silently hated this because it was all my fault and I fucking messed up.

Way to go Kahhl!

And yes I'd imagined it in Cartman's voice.

I have to fix this. No. I will fix this even if it takes me day and night.

Now I realised how dramatic that sounded.

Anyway...

Determination began to build inside as I clenched my fists and decided to come clean with Craig.

Before we entered the kitchen, I grabbed his arm making him stop.

He turned, gazing at me with those deep brown eyes.

"I'm sorry about what I said and that I made things awkward." I apologized without taking a single breath.

"No, it's my fault really." He responded as he rubbed his arm and lowered his eyes.

I caught a glimpse of sadness in his eyes which gave me the urge to hug him tightly and never let him go.

That's when it hit me.

"Did it remind you.... of Tweek?" I asked silently.

He looked up and answered,

"Yeah. A little bit."

I felt guilty as he said those words. I was his friend. I was supposed to make him feel better, not worse.

"Kyle, it isn't your fault. Let's move on and forget about it." He suggested.

Relief healed my body and mind with his words to which I responded,

"I don't know what you're talking about," I said innocently.

Laughter echoed through the air until we both stopped.

"I have to be honest with you, Craig. Your reaction was way different than Stan's. Usually, I say that to annoy him whenever he says 'Fuck you' or flips me off. He often responds either sticking his tongue out or tackling me." I admitted.

"Really? Stan does that?" Craig asked.

I noticed the bitterness in his voice as he mentioned Stan's name. I knew the fact that Craig disliked Stan and Stan disliked Craig, forming their rivalry.

Their rivalry has been around ever since they were young. It was simple for them as they both ignored each other. 

Not once talking to each other, glancing at one another, bothering each other except for the times when they show off to each other, get into fights and stop crazy shit that happens in South Park.

These past few days were probably the most eventful of their quiet rivalry. I still couldn't help but think, trying to figure out why they both hate each other and how did the rivalry begin.

What were they fighting over?