[KYLES POV]
Ike was a fucking menace at gang beasts. There was no chance of me beating him. I looked over at him and he was smirking like an idiot as he held the white xbox controller tightly in his hands.
"How the hel- HECK, are you so good at this?" I cut myself off, forgetting to filter myself. Mom would kill me if I taught Ike to cuss on accident.
"I'm just better." Ike said, shrugging as he proceeded to throw me off of a train. Just then, he got hit by a sign and went flying. I laughed and pointed at the screen, falling backward because of how hard I was laughing. He scowled at the screen then at me.
"Oh, hush" He said, shoving me lightly. I kept laughing as I said inaudible words and pointed at the screen and Ike. He rolled his eyes and closed the game.
I stopped my giggling fit after a minute or two. Ike was raising an eyebrow which caused me to snort.
"What?" I asked, fighting back a chuckle.
"You done Judger Mc. Judgerson?" He asked, sitting in front of me. I just nodded, still fighting back a giggle.
"Good, because I'm tired." Ike said, letting his head fall into my lap.
"You wanna sleep with me again tonight?" I asked, looking down at him.
"You're warm, so yes." Ike said, scooting up onto my stomach. I smiled and picked him up, letting him cling onto me.
"Maybe I should get you a heated blanket." I said, smirking down at him as I turned off the light to his room and shut the door. His eyes sparkled and he nodded quickly. I chuckled and continued walking down the hall.
"Okay your highness, we have arrived." I said playfully, dropping him on my bed from 3 feet in the air. He giggled and tossed and turned on my bed.
"I need to get changed really quick, stay here" I said, before walking over to my closet. I grabbed some forest green Terrance and Phillip pjs and then walked out of my room, carefully shutting it behind me. I walked down the hall to the bathroom, where I was blinded by the bright light. I winced and put a hand above my head.
I blinked a few times before looking in the mirror, gazing at myself. I thought about the previous events of today and I felt tears threaten to fall once again. I took a deep breath before starting to undress. Should I text Kenny?
No, he'll think I'm obsessed. I need a break from him. But, I don't want him to think I hate him. We can still be friends. Come to think about it, I haven't checked my phone in a while.
Once I was fully dressed in my satin pajamas, I clumped my original clothes up into a ball and began walking back into my room. Ike was passed out on my bed, his mouth wide open like a codfish. I giggled quietly at the sight.
I reached for my phone in my pocket and opened the camera, and snapped a picture. I posted it on my snapchat story, somehow immediately getting viewed by Stan and Clyde. Once I closed snapchat, I noticed how many notifications I had on imessages.
34 notifications. I'll check that out in a bit.
I put my phone on my black nightstand and slipped under the covers with Ike. He quickly gripped onto my shirt and tugged on it slightly. I chuckled and patted his head before reaching for my phone. I scooted closer to Ike so he stopped tugging on me so much and unlocked my phone, opening imessages.
*12 TEXTS FROM MARSHMALLOW, 4 TEXTS FROM CRAIG FUCKER, 5 TEXTS FROM PROF. GAY ASS, 6 TEXTS FROM RICH BITCH, 7 TEXTS FROM MY FAVORITE <3*
I forgot to change Kenny's contact. Gotta change that.
I opened Stan's texts first, since he was the only person I really wanted to talk to right now.
MARSHMALLOW
MARSHMALLOW: Kyle?? whats going on dude(1:33 PM)
MARSHMALLOW: Ky pls answer me :( (1:34 PM)
MARSHMALLOW: dude ur worrying me, pls tlel me what happened (1:46 PM)
MARSHMALLOW: kenny looks sad, what happened bro???(2:16 PM)
MARSHMALLOW: ky pls dont ignore me(2:20 PM)
MARSHMALLOW: kyle im serious(2:20 PM)
MARSHMALLOW: kyle kyle kyel kyle kyl ek yle kyle kyle ykle (2:35 PM)
MARSHMALLOW: im gonna break into ur house istfg(2:41 PM)
MARSHMALLOW: kyle i dont know what happened but pls stop ignoring me. ur rlly worrying me rn and im scared if ur mad at me :(((2:50 PM)
MARSHMALLOW: when schools over im gonna go to starks pond. can u meet me there pls? (2:52 PM)
MARSHMALLOW: ill be waiting for u there :) (2:56 PM)
MARSHMALLOW: ky r u coming? (3:04 PM)
Holy shit. I feel so fucking bad. I'm just gonna call him, I have too much to say.
I quickly dialed his contact, the familiar buzzing sound emitting through the speaker. After 2 rings he picked up.
"Kyle what the fuck?" He immediately yelled. I heard a door slam through the phone.
"Please calm dow-"
"Don't fucking tell me to calm down! Do you have any idea how fucking worried I was?" He yelled back. He sounded furious. I closed my eyes tightly as I felt tears threaten to fall again.
"I'm sorry.." I choked out. The call was completely silent after that. I heard him breathing slightly.
"What happened." He asked. He said it so boldly it sounded like a statement. I took a deep breath as I tried to fight back the lump in my throat.
"Kenny.. Kenny and I.-.." I stopped talking, feeling my throat tighten even more. He scoffed through the phone.
"Kyle can you just spit it out?" He spat coldly. I could tell he was angry. I felt a tear roll down my cheeks.
"I.. We... He just.. God fucking damnit.." My voice was almost in a whine as I felt tears threatening to fall again.
"Kyle I'm serious, I'm not in a good mood. Just fucking spit it out before I hang up on you." He threatened, sounding even more pissed. I stayed silent, feeling another tear fall down my face. I couldn't find the words.
"Kyle Scott Broflovski." He stated sternly. I froze, a whimper escaping my throat. Did he just call me by my middle name? He swore he would never do that again.
"Have you gone mute or what?! Can you just fucking tell me?!" He yelled into the phone. I winced, feeling another tear roll down my face. Another tear. I felt Ike stir awake and he looked at me.
"Bubby why are you crying.?" He asked tiredly. I looked over at him and petted his head.
"Don't worry about it.." I whispered, my voice slightly cracking. I was fighting back sobs. I really didn't want to talk about today. I know I would end up crying.
The line was silent. I realized that Stan probably heard Ike, which caused me to tense up even more.
"Don't cry bubby.. Did the person on the phone make you cry?" Ike asked, noticing the phone that I held up to my ear. I hesitated before nodding. He quickly snatched the phone from my hands causing me to yelp.
"Listen up, you can not make my big bro cry, okay? You big fat meanie! I'll beat you up!" Ike yelled into the phone. I heard Stan's voice through the phone and Ike interrupted him.
"I don't care! You made KyKy cry and I'm angry! I hope you have a bad Christmas you big meanie!" Ike said, before handing my phone back to me. My mouth was agape as I watched him innocently smile. I held the phone up to my ear and Stan was speechless.
"Look, um.. I'll just- talk to you tomorrow.?" I said, hesitantly. He stayed silent. "Okay, bye.." I ended the call quickly, before looking over at Ike.
"You didn't have to do that.." I muttered, feeling another tear fall down my face.
"Yes I did! Nobody, and I mean nobody, can make my big bro cry!" He declared proudly, putting his hands on his hips like he was a super hero. I chuckled and hugged him.
"Thank you Ike.. Now go back to sleep, I promise I won't cry anymore." I said, laying him back down.
"Okay! If anyone makes you cry, just wake me up and I'll deal with them!" He said proudly, yawning in the middle of his sentence. I smiled and nodded. He hugged my side and quickly fell back asleep. I rubbed his back lovingly before returning to my phone. I sighed and closed Stan's dms, and swapped over to Craig's.
CRAIG FUCKER
CRAIG FUCKER: yo r u still gon hang out?(3:04 PM)
CRAIG FUCKER: wya(3:06 PM)
CRAIG FUCKER: ik u skipped class so ig ur home(3:10 PM)
CRAIG FUCKER: lmk if u want me to come over (3:15 PM)
Oh. I totally forgot about that, oops.
You: dude mb I forgot about that. ill make up for it sometime? (9:03 PM)
CRAIG FUCKER: all good. do u wanna talk abt it? (9:05 PM)
You: not rlly, but thx. ill cya at school tmrw? (9:05 PM)
CRAIG FUCKER: yup. cya.(9:06 PM)
Alright, now for butters. I'm glad Craig wasn't mad at me.
PROF. GAY ASS
PROF. GAY ASS: Kyle im sorry about today :( (3:02 PM)
PROF. GAY ASS: Kenny has been sad all day, can u talk to him? (3:05 PM)
PROF. GAY ASS: Im really sorry D: . I hope i can make it up to u sometime (3:07 PM)
PROF. GAY ASS: I hope ur not mad at me :'( (3:15 PM)
PROF. GAY ASS: excited to see u tmrw :D (4:15 PM)
You: hey leo, im sorry. i didnt mean to act up today. ill talk to kenny soon, and i appreciate it. and i forgive u :). gn leo (9:10 PM)
I closed the dm, assuming Butters would be asleep right now. I proceeded to Tolkien's messages.
RICH BITCH
RICH BITCH: broo wya? u aint in class rn (1:36 PM)
RICH BITCH: u skippin? (1:37 PM)
RICH BITCH: cmon man dont ignore me like this (1:40 PM)
RICH BITCH: dude im gon ask stan whats going on (2:01 PM)
RICH BITCH: kyyylleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee (2:05 PM)
RICH BITCH: ill js see u tmrw ig (4:36 PM)
You: sorry man I had a bad day, i skipped bc i couldnt handle school (9:13 PM)
You: and gn, see u tmrw (9:14 PM)
I closed the dm, not really wanting to continue the conversation. I sighed at the missed texts from Kenny. Did I really want to even read those right now?
Yeah I'm doing it.
My Favorite <3
My Favorite <3: ky? look im really fuckign sorry. can we talk this out? (3:41 PM)
My Favorite <3: I'm not asking to get back together with you, i just want to have a talk. (3:45 PM)
My Favorite <3: look kyle, i dont want to lose you and i want to at least stay friends. (3:47 PM)
My Favorite <3: im really really sorry and I hope we can work this out. (3:50 PM)
My Favorite <3: whenever u wanna talk we can. just pls dont ghost me (3:53 PM)
My Favorite <3: Stan just called me and told me that u skipped out of the blue. im so sorry for making u feel that bad. (5:24 PM)
My Favorite <3: Goodnight, Kyle. I love you. (8:37 PM)
I froze at the last text. 'I love you'?
I attempted typing a reply.
'kenny, i love u too. im really sorry for stressing u out' delete.
'im sorry kenny but thsi cant work out' delete.
'i understand and forgive u, we can stay friends' delete.
I couldn't find the right words to respond with. I decided that if I wanted to talk to him I should call him. You know what, let's do it. Just no crying this time.
I inhaled sharply at the sight of his contact. This could be the last time I talk to Kenny. If I screw this up, I might never see him again. I released the breath I didn't know I was holding and pressed the call button. It rang once, twice, three times.
"Hello?" A familiar voice asked through the phone. I paused before speaking.
"Kenny?" I asked, confirming it was me. His phone was cheap, and for some reason it didn't show him the caller id of who was calling him.
"Kyle.." I heard him whisper. I felt so bad for stressing him out, but he literally cheated on me. As mad as I should and could be, I wasn't.
"Look, I'm sorry. For everything. I didn't mean to stress you out and worry you. I'm not mad, I'm just hurt." I said quickly, trying to avoid ranting.
There was silence. The only thing I could hear was quiet and shaky breathing. Was he nervous?
"I should be the one that's sorry. I didn't mean to, it's just-.. I feel something with Butters. I had the sudden urge, and it just- happened." Kenny explained. I could almost hear him making hand gestures in real life. He sounded so sad and concerned.
"I understand, Kenny. You don't need to explain." I said calmly, trying to ease the tension. I heard him take a deep breath.
"Kyle, are we still.. friends?" Kenny asked after several moments of silence. I paused. I mean, what's the harm in that? Besides, Kenny was one of my best friends.
"Yes. We are still friends Kenny. We can continue to hang out." I said calmly. I heard him sigh heavily through the phone. A sigh of relief.
"Thank you Kyle. Thank you so much." He said, almost breathlessly. I smiled to myself.
"Of course Ken. I'll see you tomorrow." I said, yawning in the middle of my sentence. I heard him chuckle through the phone.
"Okay. Goodnight Ky." He said. I could hear his smile through the phone. I smiled as well.
"Night Ken." I said, before hanging up. I felt like a large weight I didn't know was there was lifted off of my chest. Almost like I've been waiting for that conversation.
I sighed of relief and hugged Ike, turning my phone off. I yawned again and rested my head on top of Ike's, fluttering my eyes closed. I quickly drifted off to sleep with only one thought on my mind.
'How would Stan react tomorrow?'
[A/N: HEYYY!! i missed u guys sm :(. btw tysm for 1k reads! u guys are so amazing. also can u guys give me ideas? im running out really quick and i wanted this fanfic to be longer.
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