stranger- stenbrough

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GO RE-READ CHAPTER 34 BECAUSE I MIXED UP THE NAMES AND HAD TO CHANGE IT!
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stan knocked on the door.

"what."

"uh... it's your dad."

"come in."

bill was holding onto a pillow.

"hey bud, you don't look fine. neither does stan you guys okay?"

"he guh-got into a fight today at scuh-school."

"oh.. and why are you so sad?"

"just cuh-cause i am."

"well, anything i can do to make you feel better?"

"i duh-don't know."

"thanks for the soup by the way. it was really good."

"yeah, your wuh-welcome."

"anyways, i'm gonna go. hope you have a good rest of your day."

"thanks, bye duh-dad."

"bye."

bills dad opened the door and closed it quietly.

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stan was on the couch.

he was staring out the window.

he decided to go for a walk.

maybe that's what he needed.

without asking, he walked out the door.

he walked down the woods.

on his way he heard people talking in the distance.

stan was confused, he hid behind a tree and looked out to the river.

"why do we have to do this henry?"

"because fuck face, we have to kill that son of a bitch."

"what did he ever do?"

"he's a fag idiot! and we're gonna have to kill him, dispose his body here, and tell nobody you hear me?"

"is that really necessary?"

"i swear to god, keep comparing and see where you end up."

victor nodded slowly and backed away.

"have any ideas on how we can bring him here without any trace of blood."

he said no very quietly.

started to walk closer.

his steps made a soft crunch.

but was loud enough for them to hear.

henry turned to look at the woods.

stan hid quickly.

he gasped softly and started to breathe heavily.

"what was that."

henry looked at victor.

"i-i-i... don't know..."

henry walked up to the woods.

"who's there! we have a knife!"

henry carefully crept up to the tree where stan is hiding.

"is it you fag?"

henry said in slow voice.

stan gulped and his breathing started to speed up more.

henry out of nowhere popped up.

"i knew it! this is perfect. time to die you idiot!"

henry had the knife placed right on stans heart.

"pluh-please henry!"

stan screamed loudly.

"i'm sorry, but this town doesn't accept people like you. so it's time to leave, time to make this town faggot free."

henry laughed.

"stop!"

victor yelled.

"what?"

"i said stop!"

henry directed the knife to victor.

"don't hurt him!"

stan yelled out.

"awh! stan found yourself a new lover? did bill not work out for you?"

"no, he's not my lover. he's my friend now let him go henry."

stan yelled.

"how pathetic, your a traitor victor. a big fat traitor. i'm gonna go to bills house and murder him for you too ugly ferries."

the last line was inaudible, both of them not hearing.

henry ran up the forest.

"what?"

stan looked at victor.

he looked similarly like bill.

his face structure, mostly everything.

his hair color was pretty nice.

"i don't know what he said. but he's gone and we can go now."

patrick said.

"thank you so much for standing up for me."

victor smiled a little bit.

"yeah, your welcome."

"wanna go for a walk?"

"what about henry?"

"can you drive?"

"uh yeah."

"wanna go somewhere else?"

stan nodded, and grabbed victors arm and led him up the hill.

once he got to bills house, he got in the car.

he looked at bills window for a moment and shut the door.

victor opened the door, he sat down.

"wanna go have some fun?"

stan bit his lip nervously.

he then looked over at victor and smiled mischievously.

"let's go."

stan stepped on the gas and drove off.

well.