The healing process~Kyman-Currently being updated

One step at a time

Stan didn't talk to me or Cartman all day on Friday. I'm convinced he didn't even go to school on Friday, though Kenny says otherwise. According to him, Stan's just a little butthurt that I kept choosing Cartman over him and just needs some time to cool down. I'm cool with that. I don't think I'd even want to talk to him if he was ready anyways, and it's possible he'll be ready to apologise to me and Cartman after this weekend.

After school on Friday, Cartman came back to my house with his bag, and we left almost immediately. We spent a few minutes making sure we wouldn't forget anything. Then we all piled into the car and prepared for a long, boring drive. I plugged in my headphones and listened to music the whole way, along with Cartman. Ike watched gameplay videos and played CoD on mobile. Halfway through my playlist, I nudged Cartman and offered we switch headphones, to shake it up a little, and he agreed. The song that was playing when he gave me his headphones was 'I'm a slave 4 U' by Britney Spears. I rolled my eyes, and knew I couldn't relax if this song was blasting in my ears, so I skipped it with the headphones buttons and 'Beautiful boy' by John Lennon came on. I never thought Cartman would be the type to listen to John Lennon, but this isn't the first time Cartman's proved me wrong in this sense.

I calmly listened to Cartman's playlist until we arrived at my Aunt Abigail's house. She lived in a very big house, which I always thought was odd because she lives alone, but I guess if I was given the money to buy such a big house, I'd do it too. We stepped in, and were instantly greeted by all my aunts and uncles, some I haven't even seen since I was in diapers. All my cousins, both young and old, were in Aunt Abigail's huge backyard playing games such as tag, hide and seek and basketball. Aunt Abigail pushed through the crowd of relatives to greet us and tell us where our rooms are. She's a lot different than I remember. Aunt Abigail is a woman of adventure, and she loves to travel, so she always has some sort of outfit from somewhere across the globe on. Today she's wearing a Indian dress and has her brown hair up in a bun. Her eyes are a dull green, contrasting from the gem thing on her forehead.

"Oh, Sheila and Gerald. Nice to see you again. And I assume these are your children Ike and Kyle. And who's this?"

She pointed to Cartman and he smiled and replied, "Eric Theodore Cartman. A guest brought by Kyle here.".

Aunt Abigail hopped in glee that another person would be joining us in our holiday traditions and told all five of us where our rooms are. Ike shared a room with one of our younger cousins, and I shared a room with Cartman. Me and Cartman threw our stuff on the bed and flopped down on each end, our heads meeting at the center. I sighed and braced myself for the weekend ahead.

"You got a big family dude." Cartman commented. I nodded and replied,

"Half of them is my dad's side, the other half is my mom's side. We combine on some holidays because we're all Jewish. Well, except some of my cousins, but they still come over for the festivities and free food."

Cartman half laughed, and folded his hands over his stomach.

"Where's cousin Kyle?"

"He's probably back with his mom. He might not be coming."

"Thank god. I might not last here if he was here."

I doubt he will anyways, but I'll leave that to him to decide. I sat up and turned back to him.

"We should get out there and meet some of my relatives or my mom's gonna drag us out. She says it's impolite to isolate yourself at a party."

Cartman nodded and we left the room, silently deciding to unpack later. The first people to greet me before I made it outside were some older aunt's and uncles. They were just admiring how 'tall' I'd gotten and how smart I am and all that good stuff. I enjoyed the praise and all, but I'd rather get Cartman outside before we bump into-