Kyman: Newfound Feelings

The Jew is Acting Suspicious...

Chapter 5: The Jew is Acting Suspicious...

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Cartman's POV:

I glance over at Kyle, he appears to be spacing out.

"Kahl?"-No answer. "KAHL!" I screech at the top of my lungs. His eyes seem to dart open and turn in my direction. "So you finally decided to join back into the conversation?" My eyes are in an annoying position.

"Ye-yeah I'm fine, not like I was thinking of anything special or something..." Kyle's voice sounded hesitant... Something is wrong.

I hesitate a second before I say something. "Here's the pills I was talking about." He placed his hands in a cup-like shape as I dropped a singular pill in his hand. He grabs his water bottle and takes a chug before placing the pill in his mouth and swallowing.

"Thanks, Cartman..." Kyle turns away without making any eye contact the whole conversation. There is definitely something wrong with him, for one he thanked me, and for two he said Cartman! Not Fatass or Lard Tub. I don't feel good about this... "Well, I'm about to head out to the Lodge for some food."

"Okay..." Kyle responds still avoiding eye contact to get dressed.

I exit into the chill outside air and walk in the direction of the Lodge... But still, something was off about the jew, it's like he just realized something that was life-changing... But I shouldn't care, well in a matter of fact I DON'T care, he's just some stupid jew with an ugly red jewfro and diabetes. Heh yeah, stupid jew with diabetes. But still, the goddamned jew won't be as fun to fuck with if he's not acting like himself... Maybe I'll ask Kenny when I see him.

I adrift from my thoughts as I reach the door of the Lodge. I enter and scan the room for the poor boy. His bright orange parka catches my attention and I head in the direction of the blonde-haired boy.

"Not wearing your hood today? Probably getting small on you anyways since you're too poor to afford a new one." I smirk. Kenny rolls his eyes and responds and crosses his arms.

"Just sit down already." Kenny glares at me.

"Kenny I need to talk to you about something," I speak quietly to him.

"Hit me," Kenny responds.

"It's about Kahl... He's been acting differently ever since this morning. He won't even make eye contact with me and he's fumbling his words like a little fag when he talks to me like he's hiding something." I replied hesitantly. Kenny just smirks.

"You seriously have no idea what is happening do you?" Kenny's grin seems to grow wider.

"No, why the fuck would I know!" I lash back at him. Kenny giggles... That stupid poor boy, he's probably just messing with me. "Well, you know what, fuck you, Kenny, I'm leaving."

I'm glad that this is the last night of this stupid field, nothing makes sense at this point... Kahl is acting weird, Kenny is being a stupid poor boy and Stan... That's right I haven't talked to Stan yet!

I rushed over to Stan's cabin in the hope I could find him there. Upon reaching the small building, I peek inside one of the windows and take a quick glance... Goddamnit, he's not here... fuck... Hmmm, if I was a douchy hippie with a pedo stache, where would I go... Oh, wait I wouldn't know because I, the amazing Eric Theodore Cartman is not a hippie... I guess I'll just ask Wendy, I saw her at the lake earlier.

When I arrive at the lake my eyes dart around the lake to see if I could see that stupid black-haired whore... Ah, there she is... who would have guessed that she's wearing the most revealing bathing suit? Not me.

"WENDY! WENDY! HEY WENDY!" Goddamnit, she can't hear me...

"HEY DUMB BITCH PAY ATTENTION!" I screech at the top of my lungs and Wendy looks right my way with her evil bitch face. She gets out of the water and walks towards me along with Bebe.

"What do you want?" She snarls back.

"Aww come on Wendy, that ain't a way to treat your childhood friend," I smirk at her looking her dead in the eyes.

"Okay one, I'm not your friend and two, get to the point dumbass." She crosses her arms.

"Alright alright, Jesus... Where's Stan?" I reply

"He's rock climbing.... That's all you need?" Wendy glares at me.

"Yeah yeah, thanks," I respond and head straight towards the rock climbing wall.

My eyes glare towards the rock wall and spot and Raven haired boy and that stupid ginger jew. By the looks of it, they're talking about something important... Hehe, this is a good time to eavesdrop. Quickly I creep over to the rock wall they're talking at and hide behind it making sure that they didn't see me. Next, I placed my ear against the wall to hear their conversation.

"Listen, Stan, this is really hard to say, I don't know if I should actually tell you..." Kyle's voice is quiet but seems concerned.

"Come on Kyle, I'm your BEST friend, you can tell me anything and I won't judge you, you know I love you man," Stan responds

"Alright alright... I think, I think... I think I like Cartman."

Wait... what the fuck... no no no no NO! I have to get out of here. I dash as fast as I can out of there. The three words Kyle had last said ring through my head, it's like an echo or a boomerang, I keep hearing it. Goddamnit. So this is why he was acting weird.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Enjoy is all I can say