Well it's been a year, but I finally finished it, YAY! I might have an alternate ending, but I wouldn't count on it. It took me months to figure out how to end this. Thank you to all of those who have reviewed and one of these days I'll finish the proposal. Please R&R.
Fate's Cruel End
It was the morning of Kyle's funeral and Stan was debating on whether or not he should go. It's not that he didn't want to go, he wanted to pay his last respects to Kyle. He just wasn't sure if he could bring himself to go. Stan sat on his bed and started cutting himself. He had been doing a lot of that lately. He's cut his arms and legs so much that there wasn't really anywhere left for him to cut. He then began to cut his stomach. Tears fell from his eyes as he continued cutting himself. He wasn't crying because he was hurting from the cuts, he was crying because he was in pain on the inside due to Kyle's death. There was a knock on his door. He quickly hid his razor. "Come in."
His door opened and it turned out to be his mom. "Are you ok honey?"
"I'm fine mom."
"Are you sure about that? Your boyfriend has been murdered and your ex-girlfriend will be spending the rest of her life in jail."
"I miss Kyle and as far as Wendy goes, that bitch got what she deserved."
"Don't you think that's a little harsh?"
"Don't you think that her murdering Kyle was harsh?"
"It was, but she was your girlfriend for many years. I figured you would show some kind of sympathy for her."
"I'm showing her the same sympathy she showed Kyle…none."
"Ok sweetheart, but you know I'm here if you want to talk."
"There's nothing to talk about mom, what's done is done."
Sharon kisses him on the forehead. "I love you."
"I love you too mom." She leaves. 'I need some fresh air,' Stan thinks. He puts on his coat and heads out the door.
He heads down to the funeral home where Kyle's body is. The casket is closed so he decides to open it. He looks at Kyle and smiles. He looks so peaceful. He kisses him on the lips.
"I miss you man. I really wished you had called me, I would've stopped Wendy from doing this to you. Well that bitch is in jail now and she'll be spending the rest of her life there. God, I can't believe you're gone. We didn't have that much time together, but I will forever treasure it. You're always going to be in my heart. I love you." He begins to cry.
"Stan?" He hears. He looks up and notices Gerald standing behind him. Stan quickly wipes his eyes.
"Mr. Broflovski…I'm surprised to see you here."
"Why, Kyle was my son you know."
"I know, but you kind of just ran out on him when he needed you." Gerald looks down. "I'm sorry, that's none of my business."
"It's ok Stan. You're right, Kyle really did need me and I didn't even tell him bye. I'm a horrible father."
"Do you have any idea what Ike and Sheila put him through when you left?"
"No, I don't."
"Of course you don't…you didn't care either did you?"
"I did care, I just couldn't go back there with my wife."
"So you and your wife had a few arguments? Big fucking deal! She was abusing Kyle and so was Ike. Kyle, being the good person he was, stuck around for that abuse just so he wouldn't upset them. He really needed you. He would call me up crying about how badly they treated him and I couldn't do a damn thing about it because of your stupid wife and her stupid rules. But you, on the other hand, could've prevented it from happening. You probably could've stopped…could've stopped…" He begins tearing up. "You could've stopped Wendy from murdering him!" He breaks down. Gerald comforts him.
"Shh, it's ok. It's ok."
"It's not ok! It will NEVER be ok! I loved Kyle and we just found each other! It's not fair! It's just not fair!" He cries even harder.
"Listen, just know that my son loved you too. I had never seen him so happy before, but he was with you." Stan breaks free from Gerald.
"I have to go."
"Are you coming to the funeral later?"
"No, I can't."
"You can't? Why not?"
"I have…something to take care of. I'll see you around." With that he leaves.
Later that afternoon, Stan's parents were getting ready to leave for the funeral. His mom knocks on his door. "Stanley, are you ready to go?"
"I'm not going!"
"I said I'm not going. What are you deaf or something?"
Sharon opens his door. "I think it would be in your best interest if you went."
"I don't. Now will you please leave me alone?"
"Stan honey, don't be like that. I think you should go…for closure."
"I got my closure earlier. I went to the funeral home to see him."
"I see. Well it's not too late to reconsider going though…"
"MOM! I said I'm NOT going! Now go away!"
Sharon sighs. " I hope you don't regret this later."
"I won't." He gives his mom a hug and hugs her tightly.
"What's this for?"
"I just want you to know, that I love you and dad very much. No matter what, I'll always love you guys."
"We love you too Stan, but what-"
"Mom, can we leave it at that please?" He asks her teary-eyed.
"Sure. We'll see you after the funeral." She leaves.
"I'm going to miss you mom." He pulls a bottle out of his drawer.
"Is he coming?" Randy asked his wife.
"No, I think maybe we should stay here with him."
"He needs us. I know he's trying to pretend that he's not hurting, but I know deep down inside he is."
"Well we should go and pay our respects first. I mean we've known Kyle since he was a little boy and we're good friends with his parents."
"But what about Stan?"
"Well see him when we come back. He just needs some space right now."
"I hope you're right Randy."
"I know my boy. Now let's go." They leave.
At the end of the funeral, Sheila is crying over Kyle's casket. "Oh poor Kyle! Why did it have to be you? Why couldn't it be me instead?" Ike walks over to her.
"Mom, come on, we have to get ready for the burial." Sharon and Randy walk over to them. Sharon hugs her.
"I'm sorry about your loss."
"I am too." Randy adds.
"Thank you both for coming. This means a lot to me." Sheila says.
"Where is your son?" Ike asks.
"He wasn't feeling up to coming." Sharon tells him.
"You would think he would want to be at the "love of his life's" funeral. I bet he's at the jail visiting that selfish slut Wendy."
"Actually, he's at home grieving in his own way."
"He's a selfish little bastard."
"Ike honey, not today please. Your brother wouldn't want you to say these things." Ike rolls his eyes and walks off. "When you go home, please tell Stan that I'm sorry for all the grief I caused him and Kyle?"
"I will. He would appreciate that." Sharon smiles. The two of them hug again.
Later that evening, Sharon and Randy return home. "Stanley, we're home!" Sharon calls out. There's no response.
"Stan?" His father yells. "Did you hear us? We're back!" He turns toward Sharon. "Maybe he's not home."
"His car is outside."
"Maybe he's asleep."
"I'll go check on him." She heads up to his room. She knocks on the door. "Stan honey, are you awake?" Still no response. She opens his door and notices Stan lying face down on his bed. "So he is asleep. Well I better just tell him we're home." She walks over to him and lightly shakes him. "Stan?" He rolls over onto the floor. She notices he's not breathing. "Oh my GOD! Stan, what did you do?" She checks for a heartbeat…nothing. "RANDY! RANDY! COME QUICK!" Randy rushes to Stan's room.
"What is it Sharon?"
"It's Stan! He's…DEAD!" She breaks down. Randy observes his son's lifeless body. He notices that he's holding a bottle and a note in his hand. He picks up the note and reads it. "Sharon, I think you better look at this." He hands her the note. The note reads:
Mom and Dad,
I'm sorry, but without Kyle in my life, I find that there is no reason worth living. We may have only been together for a short time, but those were the happiest days of my life. I can't live without him so I've decided to take my own life by taking a bottle of sleeping pills. Now Kyle and I can be reunited. I love you mom and dad. Just know that I'm in a far better place now.
Ps-Mom, please don't cry for me, I'm happier than I would've ever been staying on Earth.
Sharon breaks down. "I can't believe it."
"He said don't cry for him Sharon." Randy says comforting his wife.
"My baby is gone Randy! GONE! He's never coming back. Maybe there's still a chance…"
"What do you mean?"
"Maybe if we hurry and get him to the hospital the doctors can try to revive him."
"Let's do it!"
"We have no time to lose!" Sharon and Randy rush to the hospital, but unfortunately they were too late…
Stan had been dead for hours.