What's your problem now? (Kyle x reader)

Chapter 9

I stood up, feeling my heart race as I made my way towards the door. I then opened it with a closed eyed smile. I then opened my eyes, feeling my stomach turn as the image before my eyes reached my brain.

"Hi, I'm Vicky!"

All I could do was to stand there, staring at the red-head before me. Sure, there could be other red-haired girls called Vicky in the area, and it's been a while since I last saw her... But this was indeed that Vicky. Her red hair was still as straight as ever. Her eyebrows were still perfectly shaped. No bags under her ice-blue eyes, and her lashes were still black and long. Her smile showed her perfect, pearly white teeth. Her skin was clear and fair like before.

I just couldn't... What's she doing in South Park?

"Hey, (Y/n)?" I came back to reality when Kenny waved his hand in front of my face, causing me to blink a few times before looking at all of them. "A-Ah, s-sorry..." I then smiled at the three guys before looking at Vicky with a straight face.

"What're you doing here?"

Everyone looked at me in shock, even Kyle as he approached. "What's up with the atmosphere?" I just swallowed before turning around, walking into the kitchen to get a glas of water. "Why'd she have to show up? Why now?" I lifted my free hand, running my fingers through my hair. "Hey (Y/n), what's wrong?" I blinked a few times before looking towards the doorway, feeling my stomach turn once again. All of the guys stood in the doorway, looking at me with a strange expression as she stood in the middle. I just chuckled, looking away before looking at all of them again.

"Yeah, I get why you're here. You want to put me through hell again, right?"

Just look at how they're looking at you.

The voice was back.

You thought you could just escape by moving, didn't you?

But she put me through hell.

Vicky's got them all wrapped around her fingers.

And she's doing it again.

"H-Hey, don't look at (Y/n) like that." I backed away from the girl as she now stood in front of me, looking at the guys while clenching her fist by her chest. "We actually knew each other, and I hurt her really bad in the past." She then looked back at me with a sad face. "So don't look at her like she's weird, because it my fault and I know she can't trust me anymore." Cartman, Kenny and Stan then looked at me in pity. Kyle just stood there, silent. "I'm so sorry (Nickname/ N/n) I shouldn't have forced a meeting like this. I was simply too excited when I found out you lived here..." She slowly turned around, slowly walking out of the kitchen. "I better leave then"

She quickly looked back before continuing. "It was fun meeting you at least... I knew my memory wouldn't betray me." She then smiled at me, causing my heart to race as my head went blank. Before I knew it, the four guys and I were in the living room, discussing Vicky.

"She's like so hot, yet so innocent and caring." Kenny said before smiling at all of us. "I think I just found my ideal girl." Cartman just rolled his eyes before smacking the back of Kennys head. "Yo, back off. I called dibs on her." I sighed before opening my mouth. "I don't like her, she made my life a living hell." I could feel their eyes on me again, they were looking at me in pity and I hated that. "Look, I get that she hurt you but maybe she's changed?" I snapped my head towards Stan, narrowing my eyebrows.

"Right? She's really nice and pretty." I glanced over att Kenny, feeling my chest close up slightly.

She hasn't changed.

She hasn't.

She hasn't!

SHE HASN'T!

"Yeah, she might've come here to start over." Cartman then filled in.

No, that was me! I wanted to start over!

It was now very difficult to breathe and my head was spinning. "Anyhow, how about going to the-" "I-I have to get some air." I quickly stood up before hurrying out through the door. Once I'd closed it, I fell to my knees.

"Once the problem with Bebe's solved, this problem shows up!" I then stood up, kicking a small stone over the road. "Why is this shit always happening." I then thought back at what the guys said, no one believed me.

But that's how it is.

Everyone get judged based on their appearance, status and how they act in front of everyone.

She's hot, so there's no way she could be a bully.

She's social and popular, so why would she pick on her?

Why would she lie when they're best friends?

She's really nice, so that's all there is to her behavior.

That's how they think.

That's how we all think.

I flinched once the door opened, revealing Stan, Kenny and Cartman. "H-Hey (Y/n)." Stan said and I quickly wiped away some tears that'd escaped my eyes. "Were you crying?" He then said.

Oh great, they'll look at you in pity you once again. Look down at you as if you're some pathetic victim.

"No, my makeup sucks so I had fallout all over my cheeks and I just realized that." I then smiled before walking towards them. "Why didn't you tell me, I'm so embarasse-" "Just stop, how many fucking times do we have to tell you that you should just talk to us?" Cartman said, followed by Kenny. "We're friends and nothing'll tear us apart."

I couldn't get used to those words, no matter how many times they said it.

"Yeah, I promise that I'll talk to you but-" I took a deep breath before sighing. "N-No it's nothing, I'll just be more open I promise..." I then waved goodbye before hurrying into the house.