Letters To Kyle

Chapter 46

A/N: AHHHHHHH!!!! So many emotions right now! The book is almost at the end! And my uncle is going to help me try and publish a secret project I'm working on.

AAAAAAAHHHHHH

Also warning: Suicide mention and mentions of child abuse (yep you guessed it. Pete)

"I knew it!" We all look at Pete at our 'secret' hideout aka the shed. "That game, this cult stuff, and everything! No wonder it sounded so familiar!"

"And that is?" I asked, and he handed me his phone. He showed me clips from the show Riverdale. Season two a masked murderer claiming to do everything for someone, season three a cult and a board game that was like Dungeons and Dragons.... "OH SHIT!" I looked at Pete. "Are you saying that Butters and this whole cult thing has to do with copying that damn TV show?!"

"Probably, but this board game." He points at the Cauldrons and Swords box. "It was out way before that show." I sat against the wall of the shed, and was in deep thought. Someone, someone who was close to Butters, is copying the show...

"Pete... Pete let's just talk about this later...." He nodded and right when he did the others showed up. "Hey guys." I called them all, we needed to talk about A. A and their stupid plan. For all we know he or she might harm us. "Where's Stan?"

"He's-"

"I'm right here." Stan walked in, and he was soaking wet. "Sorry my truck is messed up so I had to take my bike. I fell in a puddle."

"Good thing we have a heater." I gave Stan a cover, and he accepted it happily. I looked at everyone. They knew why they are here, and they are not going to like it. "We need to tell each other what pictures we gotten from A."

"Uh come again?" Craig asked as he crossed his arms. "Tell each other the pictures?"

"Yes Craig. We are all on the same boat, so we need to trust each other." I tell them, and they all nod in agreement. Well except for Stan. I took a deep breath. "I will go first." I took my phone out, pulled the picture up, and made everyone sit in a circle. After everyone was seated I placed my phone in the middle. "It happened on New Year's Day... Right at midnight. I was scared of showing because I still haven't had all of my feelings worked out... I still don't." I looked at Cartman after what I said. His eyes were own my own.

Kenny lets out a sigh showing his two photos. The original one and the funeral one. The first one was a picture razors covered with blood, and the second was a car crash. It looked like Kenny's car. "This... Th-this past summer while all of you were busy with camp I... I." He took a deep breath. "I tried to kill myself multiple times. The second picture shows the result of a car crash... I drove my car into a tree... Craig saved me that day."

"Oh Kenny." Craig and I gave him a tight hug. After a few minutes Kenny was done crying, and Craig showed us his pictures. One was a hospital room and the other was a tattoo of a feather that was on fire. "This past summer while I was helping Kenny I was also put into the hospital. I was held at gun point when left town for a day. They stole everything I had. The second one... I joined a gang."

It took me a little bit to understand what he was saying, but nodded. I looked at Pete who seemed reluctant. He took his phone out. "B-both pictures go together..." I looked at the pictures to see a lady and and old looking tree. "I'm the reason my mom died... Back in seventh grade a few months before Wendy's birthday my mom and I went on a trip. I was for once so happy, but it didn't last... I distracted her, and she ran off the road. The tree is where I spread some of her ashes and the picture is her... After words my dad started drinking more, and." He sighed, and just rolled his shirt up. On his chest was a huge bruise, and it was fresh.