I know - Kyman Fanfic

Chapter Twenty One

Part 2 of the Party ;))

The warm water vibrated with the music from in the mansion. A little argument had grown from Bebe and Wendy, both rolling up their sleeves. I could only watch as they started throwing fists.

"Clyde's mine!" Bebe roared, throwing a weak fist.

"He loves me more!" Wendy barked back, aiming for her nose. She punched her, blood gushing out of her nose. Bebe stumbled back into Red, causing her to get pushed in return.

"Don't fall on me!" Red howled, standing straight as Bebe got to her feet. "Bitch."

"Call me a bitch again!" The blonde stumbled towards her, starting to tug at her long hair.

"Bebe, get off of her!" Wendy spoke, ripping on Bebe's clothes. She broke her zip and shoulder straps, causing her dress to fall down to her waist. Her gorgeous red, lace bra was exposed, causing her to grow red with slight embarrassment and rage.

"Guys, guys!" Heidi came into the picture, still half sober. "Stop it, let's all just calm down!"

"Shut up!" Red slapped her around the face, earning a punch back. Heidi was fairly strong, but it only caused more anger.

I could only watch in amazement, looking to see Cartman eating popcorn he had bought out. I laughed, taking some too. I just realised that I was practically on his lap, sitting there like a child. Oh well. He didn't seem to mind.

The fight escalated more, Nichole throwing her hands in the air as she walked away. She was like an alive meme, as if she had seen some unholy stuff. Well, she kinda did. Wendy wasn't wearing a bra, and when the four got dunked into the pool her tits were exposed.

Everyone was now watching, from the bottom to the top balcony. Stan pinched the bridge of his nose. He was probably thinking: 'I can't believe I used to date her'. I smirked at the thought.

Heidi was attempting, badly, to drown Bebe. She was on her shoulders, tugging her hair. She earned a few screams, but as the blonde leaned back her head got submerged into the chlorine. "My hair!" Was all she cried out.

"Um, my fucking make up!" Bebe barked back. "I spent 5 hours on it today!"

"I spent 6!" Wendy piped in, triumphantly. She was currently kicking and hitting Red, who luckily had no make up; being a tomboy. Not that they couldn't wear make up, she just decided and preferred not to. She was gorgeous without it, though.

"Amateurs!" Annie yelled out.

"What?" Red asked.

"Amateurs!" She emerged from the crowd. The queen of hairstyles, make up, outfits, spray tans and hidden facial flaws. She stood at the edge, giggling at the girls stupidness. "Calabanga!" She yelled happily, probably one of the only fully sober girls, as she jumped upon Wendy; right on her face. What a queen. She was the ultimate girl. Girly, daredevil, careless, and fun to be around, she was the mans dream girl.

Cartman scanned the situation, seeming to just take it in. "Um..what's happening?" He asked, making me lose my shit. I laughed hard, he was so stupid and innocent at certain times. "So..is anyone actually winning? Is there a point to this?"

"Nah." I replied. "But it's fun to look at." He nodded at that, slowly snaking his arms around my waist. I burned up again, feeling his breath on my back. I shivered, goosebumps running up my whole body.

"Cold?" He asked, oblivious to my thoughts.

"No, I'm fine!" I lied, him continuing. I leaned into his body, leaning my head on his chest. He held me tighter, his lips brushing against my neck for a split second. I didn't know if this was awkward or soothing. We were comfortable, but my thoughts ruined it.

"Hey." Craig was by our side with Tweek holding his hand. "Having fun there?" He smirked at our position. While Cartman grew red and started stuttering, I replied proudly.

"Yeah, pretty much." Craig rose an eyebrow.

"Well, we're gonna play truth or dare in a group of 10, then go to spin the bottle. You in?"

"I am. Cartman?"

"Let's go." Cartman and I got out, both shaking from the wind gushing at our skin. At least it dried us off a bit. We got dressed again, walking inside while the girls lost their energy. Inside were our group and Craig's, that being the 10. Though Jason didn't speak much and fit in the background, he was still part of the group.

We all sat in a circle on the carpet, Nichole hugging Token from behind just to listen in. "Okay." Craig spoke, Tweek under his arm. "I'll start. Tweek, truth or dare, honey?"

"Ack- uh...truth?"

"Okay, who's you're favourite person here apart from me. Because we all know I'm you're number one!"

"Hmm...probably Butters."

"Cool. You're turn sweetheart."

"Clyde, truth or dare?"

"Dare."

"Go out there and kiss- ack! Bebe."

"What? The girls would kill me!" Everyone shot him a smirk. "Ugh. You guys are so annoying."

After about half an hour, a few secrets revealed, we skipped to spin the bottle. I was anxious as everyone was shuffled around. I was seated next to Stan and Kenny, luckily no couples in front of me so I didn't have to be scared of someone killing me.

"G-go!" Jimmy cheered as Token spun the bottle. Nichole has walked off to calm down the girls. Luckily, she did and now everyone was outside just dancing.

The bottle spun, my heart pounding. It landed on Token and Clyde. They gave eachother a shy look, as they were best friends. But they shrugged it off and gave eachother a peck. Jason groaned. "Boring! Come on, just a kiss? It's a party!" Everyone was shocked at his sudden wave of confidence.

"Are you implying that we make out?!" Token coughed on his beer. Jason gave them a quick nod, drinking his.

"Everyone should. Not just you two."

"Too late." Clyde downed the rest of some rich, red wine. "We've already kissed. Spin the bloody bottle already."

It was spun again, harder so it raised more anxiety inside of me. Kenny noticed and chuckled. "Scared?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Shush." I spoke, just as it landed on him. It was pointing to Butters. Oh god..They used to date a few years back, it lasted quite a long time too. I watched him grow pale. Thanks to Jason, they now had to make out.

"Let's get this over with." Ken said as they shuffled on their knees to the middle. Stan watched in disgust as they started kissing, slowly slipping their tongues. Butters looked so disgusted, bless him. Red walked in and saw, suddenly running off. Well, that relationship didn't last long. As they pulled apart, saliva connecting their lips, Butters grew red and rushed to his original seat.

When the bottle spun again, it was on Stan and Jimmy. They didn't talk much, but it was entertaining to watch them go at it for the sake of the game. "This is getting so boring..." Jason trialed off again, smirking.

"You wait until you have to kiss someone!" I replied smartly. And as karma was on my side, he had to kiss Craig. But he went at it like there was no tomorrow. Tweek could only twitch and cry out little tearless cries as he had a little panic.

"How about we combine this with 7 minutes in heaven?" The brown haired daredevil smiled as everyone shrugged and nodded. It was nice to see the bottle tilt some more, falling on Tweek and Craig. "Okay, in the pantry you guys go!" We watched them walked to the pantry, locking the door; as the Blacks had wild imaginations on what to do if someone broke in.

They came out, both with dark hickeys on their necks and shoulders. We all smirked and laughed and cheered, watching how Craig suddenly became so protective of his small, shorter boyfriend. As they sat down, the bottle spun around again.

I watched it eagerly, my body exploding. But when it landed on me, my eyes slowly made their way to the person beyond me.
There he was.
Cartman.
Staring shyly at me.