Letters To Kyle

Chapter 43

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I couldn't see a thing. It was dark and the only thing I could hear was the sound of footsteps. "Kyle, Kyle, Kyle." I heard someone in a disapproving way. I couldn't tell who it was, except for the fact I could tell they were male. His hand brushed against my neck. "You should not stick your nose where it does not belong."

"W-who are you?" I whispered and I felt his breath against my neck.

"It does not matter." His hands went around me before he-

Beep beep beep!!!!

I shot up awake from my nap and looked around in confusion. I hugged my knees and shook my head. It's been a few days since the blackmail picture thing, and I've been having nightmares.

Today was going to make everything worse. Because everyone was coming over for a horror movie night and to sleepover. Mom and dad said it was okay considering it's the weekend. For some reason Cartman actually wanted me to invite Ezra. I thought he didn't lile him...

Maybe horror movies are not a good idea... "Hey Kyle your friemds are here." Diana leaned against my bedroom door frame. "And before you say anything I did knock. You just didn't hear me."

"Oh uh thank you Diana." She looked a little off before she called in and closed the door. "Diana?"

"Um Kyle... I just wanted to say thank you." She told me as she sat down. "F-for being my friend over the past few days... I trust you."

"Oh well you're welcome Dia-"

"Call me Travis." She told me while looking down. It took me a moment what sh- He meant. I got up and hugged him. "I... I'm thinking about telling your mom and dad... I already told Ike. So are you okay with calling me Travis and going by he and him?"

"Di- Tarvis it's alright. If it's how you see yourself than ut is you. You are a guy and no matter what people say you are you. You pick your own life." I continued to hug him. "Want me to go with you to buy some more boyish clothes tomorrow?"

"Y-yes please." I heard him tear up. "Thank you for understanding Kyle."

I thought for a second. "You're welcome. You're my brother after all." 

He hugged me tighter. "Thank you so much Kyle." His voice cracked. I let him go from the hug, and he started walking out of the room before stopping. "Is it okay if I can join you and your friends?" I nodded and he left the room.

I went downstairs and my friends were chatting in the living room. Travis headed to the kitchen. Kenny and and Pete were talking about something while Cartman and Craig were looking at their phones. Stan was looking down at his lap.

"Hey Kyle! So we staying in your room or the living room?" Kenny asked once he saw me. I scratched the back of my head.

"Actually the shed. It's pretty big and there is a power outlit. Dad and I found a TV in it along with some scary movies." I told him and he nodded grabbing Craig hand dragging him to the backdoor. I looked around the room again. "Ezra isn't here yet?"

"Nope." Cartman mumbled. He kept looking at his phone. I nodded and was about to text Ezra when someone knocked on the door. "Huh, must be him."

I rolled my eyes and opened the door to see Ezra with his backpack. "Well hello hello hello." He smiled.

"Hey Ezra, what's up?" I asked him with a small smile.

"Nothing really. Just a little confused that you actually invited me over." He chuckled.

"It was Cartman's idea actually." I told as i let him inside.

"Of course." Ezra walked in and saw my friends. "Hello."

"Um guys this is Ezra..." I trailed off. "He's a friend of mine."

Pete waved and Cartman looked at me. "I'm going to head to the shed." I nodded. Cartman and Pete headed to the backyard.

Stan was still on the couch looking at his lap. Something seemed off about him since we got the texts. I don't understand why, he didn't get one of the texts.

Stan just kept staring at his lap and Ezra was now in the kitchen talking Travis. I sat next to Stan and we stayed there for a couple of minutes before I felt his head land on my shoulder.

"I don't know how you can do it." I heard him whisper. "It's so time consuming and tiring"

I glance at him as he lets out a small yawn. "What are you talking about?"

Stan just stared at the living room TV with a blank tiring look and didn't answer. After a few more minutes I opened my mouth to ask again. Maybe he didn't hear me, but before I could he lets out an answer.

"Everyone basically falling for you... How can you deal with all of it?" He kept looking forward. "You have so many guys falling for you at once..."

"Stan please tell me what's going on. Why are you acting like this?" I asked him confused. Then a small grin spreads across my face. "Do you like someone?" I poked his shoulder. Pete perhaps?

"I-i don't like anyone!" Stan stood up, and I saw his cheeks dust a light pink. "I don't like him!"

"No one said it was a guy, Stan." I told him and he froze. I stood up and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Stan it's alright."

"Kyle... Kyle I'm just scared." I heard Stan whisper. He was looking down at his feet, and I hugged him. He hugged back tightly. "I'm so fucking scared Kyle."

"Stan it's okay if you like a guy. You have so many people backing you up on this." I whispered, and he shook his head.

"That's not what I'm afraid of..." He whispers and breaks the hug before walking away to the backyard. I followed him, but stopped when I entered the kitchen. Travis who was supposed to be making popcorn was smiling like an idiot at his phone.

He might be talking to the girl from our class. I shake my head with a small smile and walk outside. Sure it was a bit cold, but dad and I set a heater up in the shed along with the TV we found. I walked over to the shed to see Kenny playing Candy Crush, Craig and Pete looking through the movies, Stan leaning his head against the shed wall, and Cartman glaring at Ezra who is just looking at his phone minding his own business.

I don't understand why he told me to invite him and is now mad about it. "Hey! Killer Klowns From Outer Space!" Pete held up a VHS tape. "Can we watch this first!!" Pete smiled widely.

I looked outside and saw Travis walking over and the sky was already dark. Then I remembered something.

Stan recently hase been terrified by scary movies... "Sure." I smiled and Stan gave me a death glare.