The healing process~Kyman-Currently being updated

Just like Heidi

We continued the school day like normal, going from class to class and pretending like nothing happened. Cartman was glancing at me strangely all day, as if I was gonna disappear in thin air. I looked back at him a few times and smiled, to reassure him I guess, but he just averted his gaze to his hands and twiddled his fingers. He seemed to be deep in thought all day, and I wish he'd just tell me what he's thinking about, but I figure I can ask him at lunch. After all, he has no reason not to trust me, right?

Lunch rolled around, and I tried to talk to Cartman about what he seemed to be stressing over, but he wasn't paying attention to me or anyone really. I asked Kenny to talk to him, but Kenny said to me,

"He's not gonna listen to me in this state. He never does. It has to be you."

I groaned, but I knew that he was right. If I wanted to know something, then I needed to ask him directly. Knowing Cartman, he might just avoid the question and try to distract me, but I know him better than that. I know if something's bothering him, he's not gonna stop thinking about it until it's resolved. He likes to convince people that he's okay, and he knows what they're thinking all the time.

How people work.

I'll admit, he does know his way around a crowd from time to time, but there's scarce times that Cartman truly doesn't know what's going on, or what to think. That's where I come in, and reassure him. Make sure he knows that everything is fine.

If I were to do that back when we were kids, he would've called me gay or something along that string of thought. Little did we know.

We sat down at the lunch table farthest from the staff, to spout as much obscenities as we please. Not like they'd care either way, we are seniors after all, but just to be safe. Besides, sometimes we take it a little too far with our insults and opinions.

I noticed Cartman eating half of his burger, taking medium sized bites at a time, almost finishing the whole thing.

"I'm really proud of you Cartman." I said, gaining all their attentions.

"For what?"

"For how much you've grown."

Cartman blushes a bit, making the other two giggle. Kenny pulled out a chocolate bar and handed it to Butters happily, saying something under his hood I didn't quite pick up. Butters thanked him and ate it happily. I think Kenny and Butters would be cute together, if they were gay. I'm not saying they aren't gay, since they've neither confirmed nor denied the idea before, but if they are I hope they consider each other as a declaration of their love. It'd be pretty amazing to see.

I felt a tap on my shoulder, and turned, thinking it was Stan, but saw Craig instead.

"Oh, hey Craig."

"Hey, you and Cartman meet us at Tweek bros, okay?"

"Sure man. What time?"

"After school. You can go home first, but show up before 4:30 or we're leaving."

"Kay. Seeya then."

Craig left, and Cartman murmured, probably to himself "Concise asshole."

"He's just a bit unfeely."

"And bossy. And monotone. How does Tweek ever know what he's feeling?"

"He's not emotionless Cartman, he's just very straightforward. He says only what he needs to and nothing else. I think it's admirable, in a way."

"Really now? What other guys in this school do you find 'admirable'?"

A thing I learned quickly in dating Cartman is that he's extremely jealous and clingy. Perhaps I should've expecting nothing less, given he has prominent abandonment and trust issues. I've learned to be patient in times like this, thanks to years of torment from the man in question, close minded parents and a naggy yet misguided little brother, but I can't help but feel a little angered when he says things like this. I know he's just masking his jealousy with insults phrased as a question, but it's become a knee-jerk reaction at this point to quip back at him without remorse.