Last Summer - South Park [Style]

TWENTY¬SEVEN [heartbreak]

2018

"Kyle!" Stan waves excitedly at the boy who is standing next to the small car park. The week is over and Stan and Kenny have to leave today and drive back to Colorado. Kyle slowly starts walking towards him. He can't hide his sadness. "Hey. Are you leaving now?" "Yeah we gotta be back until tomorrow morning. So...I guess we should talk about how you and I are going to stay in contact." Stan smiles sweetly and grabs Kyle's hands. He pulls back and looks onto the ground, trying to fight the tears. "Hey what's wrong?" Kyle sniffs. "I should have told you earlier but I was too scared to." "Tell me what?" Kyle looks up into Stan's face which is a blurry mess behind the curtain of tears. Everything he ever wanted - a person as gentle and good as beautiful - is staying right in front of him and he is turning away. Kyle never hated himself more than in this very second. "We can't...stay in contact. It's not possible." Stan's facial expression goes silent. His voice is quiet and shaky. "What do you mean? We could face time. I'd even write letters if that's better." "No. I can't...I can't explain it to you. But I'm...I'm not like you. I don't belong here." "I thought you live here?" Kyle wipes his eyes. He doesn't know how to explain it. He feels helpless and defeated. "I don't." Stan nods but it's clear that he doesn't understand what Kyle is trying to say. "Is it because you don't like me like that? You should have told me, I thought we had something. That night...we...you can't tell me you didn't feel it as well!" Kenny honks, probably wondering what takes so long. "No I did feel it. And I do like you like that. A lot. If I could I'd come with you but I can't. I'm sorry." Stan steps back. He nods, looking into the sky but he can't hide his wet eyes. "Wow." "Stan I swear, if I explained everything you'd understand but I can't and I know you probably don't believe me or think I'm just trying to come up with excuses but that's not the case. You're amazing and you don't deserve this but I don't know what else to do." Stan continues nodding, looking at everything but not at Kyle. Kenny honks again. "I think you need to go." Their eyes meet. Kyle can feel the amount of strength it takes Stan to not kiss him, hold onto him and beg him to not let him go. "Okay." "I'm sorry." "Don't be. Goodbye." Stan slowly turns around and starts walking towards his car. "Goodbye." One part of Kyle wants to watch him get in and drive away but he can't. Kyle turns around and disappears between the bushes surrounding the parking lot. Walking towards the beach tears are streaming down his face but he doesn't feel anything. Because the only person who has ever made him feel at home is driving away from him together with his heart, buckled up in the back of the car.