Envy's Song|| Stan Marsh *COMPLETED*

Chapter 7: Now You're Mine

        I'm running. "Envy!" I scream in despair, looking around violently. "Envy, please! Where the hell are you?" I sigh, and remember, she must be at her house. I shake my head, feeling extremely idiotic, but my head reminds me, Dude, you don't know where she lives. But the love of Envy pushes in front of that thought in my mind, and look at every house, finding what looks like Envy's. I knock on the door anxiously, and a nice-mannered woman answers. "Hey, hi, is Envy Brooks here?" I ask, and she smiles widely. "Of course! She just came home. But may I ask, who are you?" 

I breath heavily, and reply, "I'm Stan. Stan Marsh." She smiles, and says, "she's up--" But I'm gone before she can finish her answer. I quickly find the Emo looking room, and knock hard on the door. "Envy? Envy!" I call, and open the door carefully. She's curled up on her black ruffled bedspread, crying quietly. Mascara drips from her eyes, and her eyes are red from from crying. "Envy?" I ask quietly, and she looks up. Her voice cracks as she whimpers, "W-what do you need?" 

Worry surrounds my mind as I progress closer to her. I sit beside her, and she curls up against my leg. "How'd you find my house?" She asks, and I smile down at her. "How couldn't I? It's easy." She smiles slightly, as I curl her dark hair around my finger. "You know," I say, "I beat up Craig." She nods slowly. "Yeah. That was awesome. T-thank you." Envy smiles up at me, and I jolt forwards somewhat when she lays her head against my shoulder. 

"Who was that song for?" She asks quietly, snuggling my shoulder affectionately. "For you." She looks at me like I had said she was a bitch. "W-who?" She stutters, and I take my chance, and lightly lay my lips on top of hers. I taste the sweet taste of vanilla, and cherry chapstick. She smiles against my lips, and quickly pulls away. "I-I..." She says nervously, "I-I love you." These words shock me like a bite in the ass, but I am ready for this. "I love you too, Envy Brooks." She smiles, and kisses me once more.

Her and I stand up gradually, and I play with her thin fingers. "You know, we didn't get to have a dance yet," I say looking at her black nail polished fingers. She nods understandingly. "So, Envy, would you like to dance?" She smiles, and nods eagerly. She puts on 'The Rhythm Of Love' by The Plain White T's, and he and I smile at each other, and gradually dance to the song. The night ends to her and I snuggling each other under her emo covers.