All I want is you Ch.5

I run into another hallway of the school and lean against a random locker, throwing my head back against it. Tears fall from my eyes yet again and I'm crying so hard I can barely breathe. The tears continue streaming down my face when I feel a hand on my shoulder.

I drop my head back down to see Kenny standing there with a concerned look on his face. He must be really worried about me.

"You okay?" He put his other hand on my other shoulder and pulls me into his chest.

"He's an asshole," I mumble into his chest and continue to cry, "Why the hell is he with the new kid? What's so good about him?" I choke out.

I feel Kenny's grip on me tighten and buries his face into my hair. He moves his hands down so he's gently rubbing my back.

"I dunno, Dude." He can't even say something to cheer me up, that's great.

"I want to go home…" I feel him nod slightly and he lets go of me hesitantly.

"Yeah, go home and get some rest, and try not to think about him, okay? You're too good for him. I'll tell the teachers you went home sick." He attempts to give me a smile and gives me another hug.

"Whatever." I push him off and rush past him and run out the school doors. I take out my cell phone, dial my house and wait a minute until I hear someone answer.

"Mom, I'm coming home, I don't feel well."

"Oh, okay bubbalah. As long as you know you're not missing anything important at school." I hang up the phone before she says anything else. She'll probably yell at me for that later.

After a few minutes of walking in the freezing cold, I finally reach my house. I walk inside, kick my boots off, throw my bag on the ground and dash upstairs. I see Ike come out of his room.

"Hi Kyle!" Ike stands in the hallway to greet me and gives me a big smile. "What'cha doing home so soon?"

"Not now Ike." He sends me a hurtful look and looks down at the ground.

I storm into my room and slam my door. I can hear my mom screaming something, but I ignore her. I lie on my back on my bed and think about everything that happened today. Is Stan actually dating the new kid?

Ugh, I hate everything, I think so myself. Why doesn't he like me? Why doesn't he want to date me?

I roll onto my stomach and bury my face into my pillow and cry for hours until I fall asleep. I stay in my room all afternoon and all night, only going down to grab a bite to eat, and then going back up to my room.

…

I barely got enough sleep last night. I was either bawling my eyes out or I woke up from dreams I was having about Stan hating me and leaving me for the new kid.

I'm now on my way to school, shoving my hands in my pockets and pulling my scarf up so it covers my mouth. I don't really want to see or talk to anyone; I'm too depressed to do anything. I'm deep in thought until I feel a hand on my back. I look over to see Kenny smiling at me.

"Hey dude, how are you feeling today? Any better?" He asks in a calming voice.

"Don't know." I focus all of my attention to what's ahead of me. I don't look over at him or anything.

The whole walk to school is very quiet. I can feel him glance at me a few times, probably trying to get me to say something.

The whole morning of classes is horrible. I sit there, not talking to anyone and just being too depressed. I try to ignore Stan, but seeing as I sit in front of him, I can hear him and the new kid talking, and it makes me even more upset.

It's lunch now and I sit beside Kenny, even though I haven't said a word to him all morning. I sit there quietly, chewing on my sandwich, listening to the conversations around me.

"Dude, I know you're upset and everything, but talk to me. We're friends, right? I just want to see you happy." I look up to see Cartman standing behind Kenny with a pissed off look on his fat face.

"Hey fag, hey poor boy." Kenny turns around and rolls his eyes.

"What do you want fat ass?" Cartman takes a seat beside him and glares at me.

"I wanna talk to Kenny, not you Jew." I quickly look down at my food, but I listen to their conversation. "Why have you been avoiding me lately to hang out with the Jew?" He asks him as if i'm not sitting here, but I just roll my eyes.

"He's my friend Cartman!"

"So am I! You never talk to me anymore. I didn't even do anything to piss you off, did I?"

"We are friends you asshole, but Kyle needs someone right now, so I'm being a good friend."

I smile slightly at his last few words. I suddenly feel guilty for being so mean to Kenny, he's just trying to help me out.

"Maybe you should pay attention to me Kenny. You haven't paid any attention to my feelings at all! It's like you've been in your own little world with him, and no one else matters."

"What feelings? You hate us, and you call us names. I'm getting sick of it."

"Fuck you, and fuck you too, Jew." He flips us off and gets up and waddles out of the cafeteria.

What the hell just happened? I look over to Kenny to see him rubbing his eyes and looking down.

Oh wow, the drama in High School.

…

After a few more boring classes the bell rings, signaling the end of school. The halls suddenly become filled with students. After a few minutes of waiting for the halls to clear I head to my locker. I take my books and coat out and shut it quickly.

I slide down on the floor in front of my locker. What's the point of going home if all I'm going to do is think about Stan and get more depressed? I open my books and start to do homework.

I work on a few math questions until I see someone standing in front of me. I look up to see Tweek standing there. His golden hair shining and he's holding a silver thermos. It's probably full of coffee, knowing him.

"Tweek, what the hell are you doing here?" He smiles and sits down beside me.

"Waiting for C-Craig…ngh… He has football practice."

"What, there was football today?" I didn't hear Stan talking about it with anyone. Usually he's always talking about his stupid football practices.

"Their..nghh…uh coach called an important meeting last minute…" His eye starts to twitch.

"Oh…why are you talking with me, though? We haven't talked at all in a long time."

"K-Kenny t-told….ngh…me what happened…" What! Damn it Kenny! So much for this situation being private and only between him and I.

"Oh…" We sit there awkwardly for what seems to be forever. He takes a few sips of his drink and I stare straight ahead, not knowing what to say.

"I t-think…ugh, you need to talk to Stan….ngh." I look down and let out a quiet sigh. I wish he wasn't right. But he is, I probably should talk to him.

"I know, but… I can't, not after seeing him with the new kid." He twitches and starts shaking, but nods at me.

"Then…you…need to do what I did…ngh! Well, I didn't actually k-know what I was d-doing, but it….nghhhh, worked! You could make him jealous. It w-worked with Craig…I-if you want t-to see if he….ngh, likes you, it'd be a g-good plan."

I look at him for a minute like he was crazy, but then it suddenly hit me. A little light bulb goes off in my head and decide that it might actually work. It's worth a shot anyways! I grin to myself and throw my arms around him. He screams and twitches and I apologize for scaring him. I take my arms off of him and get up.

"Thanks Tweek. Great advice!" I scramble all of my books together and throw them in my bag. I wave at Tweek quickly, run down the hallway and out the door and head towards Kenny's house.

I run as fast as my legs can take me and go up to his door and pound on it. I'm doubled over trying to catch my breath as I wait for someone to answer. The door swings opens, revealing Kenny and I push past him and walk inside.

"What the hell are you doing here dude? Call first!" His face is red and he slams the door after me. He kicks what looks like a magazine or photo album under his couch, trying to be subtle about it.

"I need to make him jealous!" He stares at me for a moment with his mouth hung open until he finally gets where I'm going with this.

"You mean…with me? Are you kidding?" He laughs nervously.

"Yup. You're my friend and you want to help, right?" He nods but looks down at the floor. "You in?" He scratches his head and looks up.

"I'm in."