Saving Me: A K2 Fanfiction

Chapter 1: Beaten and Bruised

"Kenny!" The red headed jew yelled in his sleep. He was dreaming about the tall blonde once again. He always talked in his sleep. "Kenny that tickles!" He giggled.

"Babe wake up!" Steven yelled. Kyle jolted awake.

"You were yelling that same name!" Steven frowned. Making Kyle turn red with embarrassment.

Kyle was now 21 years old. He was living with his boyfriend Steven Holmes. He met Steven in school two years ago at Denver state. They moved in together four months after they got together. Kyle had been living in Denver since he was 14. His parents moved him and his younger brother Ike to Denver because they wanted to get away from all the 'gays'. They said they didn't want Kyle and Ike to turn gay as well. Kyle no longer talked to his parents. They disapproved of his relationship with Steven.

Kyle sighed.

"I'm sorry Steven...I swear I have no idea who Kenny is!" Kyle explained. It was a lie.

Kenny was one of Kyles' best friends when he lived in the small mountain town called South Park. He had always liked Kenny, but was pretty sure that Kenny was straight. So he never admitted his feelings for him, then he moved.

"Its okay babe..." Steven said unsure. He smiled weakly and turned on his side facing away from Kyle. He fell back asleep. As Kyle was about to close his eyes he received a text on his phone. It was from an unknown number. As Kyle read the message, his eyes widened.

From unknown:
Hey, its Stan, I know I haven't talked to you since you moved....but I saw old pics of us and I miss you. Come home?

Kyle contemplated on answering. He bit his lower lip and looked at Steven. The truth was that he was truly unhappy with his boyfriend. No one knew this, but behind closed doors Steven would hit, punch and scream at Kyle. Kyle would cry and cover up the bruises with makeup.

Kyle sighed again and sat up, swung his legs over the bed and stood up. He grabbed a suitcase from his closet and started packing his clothes, bathroom essentials and about four hundred dollars that he had been saving. He looked back at Steven one last time, and then left. He got in his black sebring and drove off to his hometown. It was now 4 am. Kyle needed gas so he pulled over. He took out his phone while he went inside to pay. He dialed the unknown number.

Stan: hello?
Kyle: hey...its me...
Stan: holy shit...you actually called me...how are you??
Kyle: not good...I'm actually on my way back to town...but have nowhere to go.
Stan: well you can stay with me. How far away are you?
Kyle: two hours...you still live at the same house?
Stan: yeah. See you soon.

Kyle and Stan hung up. Kyle paid and as he walked outside, his phone rang. Thinking it was Stan calling back because he had forgotten something, he answered without looking at the caller ID.

Steven: where the fuck are you!? I woke up and you were gone!!
Kyle: I'm leaving you.
Steven: the fuck you are! Come back before I force you!!

Kyle hung up on him, and for once a sigh of relief escaped his lips and smiled. Kyle got back in his car and continued driving. Despite all the calls he was getting from Steven. He just kept going. Finally the South Park welcome sign came into view. He was finally home. He pulled up to the Marsh residence and got out. Stan was on the steps smoking. He put out the cigarette and walked over to Kyle. They stared at each other for what seemed like hours. Finally Stan smiled and pulled Kyle into a big hug. Kyle hugged back after a few minutes.

"I missed you" Stan said.

"I missed you too" Kyle replied. Stan took Kyle by the hand and led him upstairs to his room.