Dear Kyle. ( Kyle x Reader )

Chapter 10

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I looked over at Clyde, confused on who the girl is. He noticed and whispered in my ear, "Thats Bebe. She's my ex, she left me for Kyle."

"Bebe?! Who the heck names their daughter Bebe?"

Bebe raised her eyebrow and was about to speak, until I interrupted her. " Don't even say anything right now. Kyle. What the hell? Really? Since when? Before we met?"

He looked down and nodded. Tears suddenly trailed down to my cheeks. " F-fuck this." I stomped my way out of the shop with Clyde following me.

After what seemed like minutes, I shot my head back to see whether or not Clyde is still behind me.

He's still following me.

Please, leave me alone. I only hung out with you to forget about Kyle." I said, walking quickly to get rid of him.

"Ouch."

"Sorry."

"Eh, I do that to some girls anyway." He responded, catching up to me. He put his hands in his pockets and stared up at the stars while walking beside me.

"Let me guess, you're doing that to me too?"

"Trying to forget about Bebe." I stopped my tracks hearing him say that. I looked at him sadly. That sucks. We both played eachother.

I noticed a park across from us andwalked to the nearest bench. I scooted over to make space for him.

"Why'd she leave you for Kyle?" I asked.

"She wants the whole crew."

"Shawty brave." I responded.

( A/N, if you guys don't  know that song- i- 🥺 )

"Exactly. She tried cheating on him with me."

I gasped, "Did you tell him?"

"Nah, because I let her.. you know.. cheat with me."

"That's gross, Clyde. Cheating is extremely gross."

"Yeah yeah, whatever. I'm in love with her. I cant control my feelings."

I sighed. I guess I know why he's a fuckboy then. To forget about Bebe. But that's not how you try to forget about someone.

I stood up, ' Its almost 11 pm. I must go. ' Clyde offered to walk me home, but I told him my house is a block away- which is a lie. As said, I want to get rid of him. He gave in and went a different direction from where I was going. I continued walking, load of thoughts coming through my mind.

I didn't know Kyle was like this.

What if I tell Cartman.. I shouldn't.

I need to tell Nicole, though.

Dude, fuck. Why Kyle?

She's so beautiful, why'd you cheat on her with me?

Why'd you even lie to me in the first place?

Is this why he didn't want the pictures to be leaked?

God.

Whatever.

I opened the door to my home and witnessed my parents asleep, cuddling eachother.

Must be fucking nice, huh?

I walked upstairs, took a shower to calm down, here I am now. In bed. I texted Nicole i'm safely at home in order for her not to worry. Sooner or later, I fell asleep.

Kyle's POV

"You're a dumbass."

I hid myself under the covers, "Leave me alone, Stan. I'm not in the mood."

Stan sat on my chair and turned my laptop on. "It's been like 3 days and you're still rotting in your room. You need to go out." Meanwhile dissing me, he takes a sip out of the leftover water that i've had in my desk for a month.

Loser.

I stayed quiet and closed my eyes hoping to drift in deep sleep- my face still covered under my warm blanket. "I don't even understand why you don't explain to her the situation. She'll understand."

"No she won't." I mumbled. I turned my back against him, hoping that he could see that as a sign to shut the hell up.

"Then she's not worth it, Kyle."

I uncovered myself from my blanket and stared at him deathly, "She is worth it, Stan."

"Then talk to her."

"I can't."

" Why? Because you can't ' protect her '," Stan commented sarcastically, "She doesn't need protection. She needs you."

"No, she doesn't. She hates me."

"God, Kyle. You're stupid. I thought I could actually let you leave the room, but I guess not. You're too stubborn." The popular quarterback of South Park Highschool said.

I stood up from my bed and stopped him from leaving. I agreed to go out with him ( A/N : style >>> ), but shooed him out of my room, so I can get dressed. As soon as I'm done , we leave the house.

The sun hits my face with its heat. "Where are we going?" I asked Stan.

"Basketball with Kenny?"

"Sounds good."

After texting Kenny to meet up with us at the court , we continued walking over there. As we got closer, I heard faint voices.

"That's not fair!"

"You suck at throwing, Y/N."

"Oh, go fuck yourself, Donovan."

Y/N and Clyde.. Are they a thing? They did go to CoffeeHouse late at night.. And he did chase after her when she left.. Damn.. He's going to hurt her. I need to prot- No I cant. I need to stay with Bebe. Just for a while. Maybe the game will end soon. Then I can leave Bebe after the game and go with Y/N.. Hopefully..

I snapped out of my thoughts and realized I'm right in front of her. Clyde's glaring at me, Stan's looking at me like he fucked up, Y/N .. It looks like tears are forming in her eyes, but has the angriest face I've ever seen. Tears began dripping down her cheeks. I have the urge to hug her right now. But it's too late. She ran away. And I cant chase her.

I'll catch you one day, Y/N.