The walk home from Cartman's was a quiet one, the wind whistled through my hair and behind my ears. Colorado's weather was just cool enough to still be able to see your breath in the air. Which might be strange in other places, but in South Park, where it was always cold and snowy, or cold and rainy, or any combination of the two, that it still felt like winter up until summer. South Park only had it's two seasons, Winter and Summer, and by summer the air around them would warm up, and the snow would melt away. So it was strange for me when back on that fateful day in summer, we split up our days with (Y/n) into seasons.
I don't think anyone really questioned the idea much because we were stuck in this big chaotic mess that we created for ourselves, and there was little way out, very few ways to fix it. Plus, (Y/n) liked the idea. And at that time, we'd go along with anything she said. I wonder when that changed? Had we always been so selfish?
I kick my feet around against the snowy grounds, finally being met with the looming passageways of my house. I'd have to face my mother. She'd know something was wrong as soon as I open that door, I can't go in there, not yet at least.
I turn myself around and head back down the path that leads from the front porch all the way to the beginning of the sidewalk. (Y/n) was so happy when Cartman suggested it, I remember, because I could see her eyes twinkling with excitement and wonder, her eyes looked so joyful. But, God, Cartman is the whole reason behind all this!
Or, he sort of is? I'm not too sure of myself, as I had never thought too deeply about the relationship- at least, not recently. Cartman created the idea, but (Y/n) liked all four of us before that. So it couldn't be Cartman's fault, his approach- and as much as I hate to say this, to agree with his fatass- his approach was brilliant.
We all wanted the girl, and this way solved it, but it was a temporary fix- It had to be. So what about now, I think to myself. How had (Y/n) gone from sunshine smiles to this? What was wrong with the almost seemingly perfect solution? What had we done now? What had I done?
(Y/n) kept saying we had done all these things, which for Cartman, I wouldn't put it past him for doing that kind of stuff. But for me, why would she accuse me of doing that? Though I suppose-
I find myself stopped and muddled before a fork in the road. On a path, which I had walked on almost every day of my damn life, and yet now, I couldn't remember whether I was to take a left or a right. It was all of this thinking, thinking, thinking. What are we, and what do I even want us to be?
I let the question sink in, as I finally choose to take a left. If I had remembered right, this was the quickest route, unless I wanted to run around town all night, going the long way. What are we? Well, we're certainly not normal, that's for sure. Just one girl simultaneously dating four guys, I included, and somehow it's not cheating. It was crazy to think about, and even wilder to be a part of. I still wasn't sure how we had gotten ourselves in this, and how we got so far.
I understood (Y/n)'s frustrations, to a degree. It certainly seemed a little immoral to me to 'take turns' with her, or really, just to call it that. She was right, we weren't treating her to the best of our abilities, she's not a doll, we can't do what we want with her. She has feelings, but god, we do too! I mean, I do, who the hell knows about Cartman.
God, I'm getting off track here, where was I? Oh, yeah, (Y/n) has feelings, and we have thoughts, and I suppose all we really need to do is communicate better. But that seemed so hard, I love (Y/n, still do I really want this? I sigh, kicking my feet along the snowy sidewalks once more. I lift my head up to find myself at Stark's Pond, the perfect thinking place for now.
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Hello, hello, It's Cloud here! Whew, I'm so glad to be sharing this with you guys, I thought I wouldn't be publishing this month at all, but I persevered, and here it is! It's a little all over the place, which I hope is fine, since that's kind of what I was going for. The next three chapters will probably also be fairly similar to this, since it's basically just going to be the boys trying to collect their thoughts on the matter. Anyways, I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter, and till next time,
- Cloud
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