"Crybaby." {Style Oneshots}

♡ Funeral ♡

|| Kyle's P.O.V ||

Today's the day.
I thought to myself ,, as I fixed my tie around my neck, I was getting ready for Stan's funeral.

I still dream about it..

// f l a s h b a c k //

Stan sent a really weird text to me earlier this morning about how sorry he was.

But I wasn't quite sure what he was talking about.
I sent a text back asking what he was talking about but he never replied.

I was a bit worried...
So I decided to head over to his place to check on him.

I finally made it to the front door, I knocked on the door waiting for somebody, to answer.

Finally, mrs. Marsh opened the door looking up at me, "oh! Hello Kyle, are you here to see stan?"

I nod

"Yes ma'am"
"He's upstairs"
I thank her and make my way inside, walking up the stairs towards Stan's room, I make it to his room door,, "Stan?" I knock and wait for a reply, nothing.
I knock again but louder this time, "stan you in there bud??.." I raise my voice.
I decide to open the door but when I twisted the handle I realized the door was locked, that's when my anxiety went 0 to 100, "s-stan??"  I yelled growing even more worried, I couldn't take it anymore I was going to break the door down, I took a deep breath
"I'm breaking the door down," I yell as I back up, I wait a second before ramming myself into the door almost breaking my shoulder but I managed to knock the door off it's hinges, I froze,  I saw stan, hanging from a rope around his neck,  I stood there for a second completely lost and terrified until  a blood curdling scream behind me snapped me out of my thoughts. it was Sharon.
//  e n d   O f   F l a s h b a c k. //

Oh how I'll miss him..

I stood and watched as they lowered his casket into the ground, tears escaping my eyes and making their way down my face.

A n g s t ,, skskks anyways I know it's short but I was bored and I have artblock and wanna draw but I can't. Sooo... writing was my only option to kinda help with that. 😳,, thanks for reading little runts, - rodentscum 🐁