I Want Him. | Stutters

°• ~ Part Eight ~ •°

Stan's POV

I turned myself back the way I was before.

I shouldn't have went to that stupid party last night.

After Butters ran away, I got fucking wasted.

Now my head is killing me.

I'm just like my old pops.

When I need to run away from my problems, I drink.

I know I hurt Butters and it's fucking killing me.

Inside and out.

I can't call him because my dumbass didn't ask for his number.

I have no clue where he lives.

And we don't have school until tomorrow.

So I have no way to talk to him.

Oh shit.

Fucking dumbass.

I grabbed my coat and ran out of my door.

Leopold's POV

All night long, I stayed in my bedroom and bawled my eyes out until I passed out.

Now here I am still looking exactly how I did from last night, and  sitting right in front of my parents grave.

I stayed there all day, just hugging my knees tightly.

I thought about yesterday and quickly wiped my eyes with my sleeves. "I hate him.." I whispered to myself.

The thought of Stan thinking I'd lie to him made my blood boil. And broke my heart.

Why would I lie?!

My hands turned into fist.

"I hate him..." I repeated to myself.

Stan's smile and laughing kept going through my head.

More tears slipped out.

I rubbed my face. "I hate that I love him."

I pulled my hands away from my face and slammed my fist against the ground repeatedly. "You should've taken me with you! WHY DID YOU LEAVE ME!?"

"Because you're meant to be here Butters." Someone said from behind me.

I felt a horrible feeling in my stomach once I heard that voice..

I didn't have to turn around and look when I already known who it was.

I stayed silence as more tears slipped down my cheeks.

I turned my head to the side. "What do you want?"

Stan's POV

Hearing that crack in his voice broke my heart.

"I wanted to come see you.." I told him as I walked towards him.