"It happened again." ~ Stan x Kyle (Style)

(Kyles POV still:3)

It was now the day time, I had fallen asleep on the couch and woke up at about 12pm, I woke up to Craig and Tweek sharing lips.
"Guys seriously?" I groan out, I'm still tired as fuck.
"Not our fault, you fell asleep and we didn't"
I rubbed the under of my eyes, fuck I wish I was Stan he can sleep through anything for hours at a time.
"Are you gonna go see Stan today?" Craig said whilst he lit himself a cigarette
"I wasn't planning on-"
"You should" Tweek added
I didn't respond, I despised how right they were and I'm sure if I ignore it enough it will all just fade how, hopefully it'll fade away like the hickeys and bite marks.
Tweek and Craig loved the Front Bottoms, they always had their music playing in the background and this time "The Beers" by the front bottoms was playing. I could see Tweek mouthing all the lyrics, it was fair to say he was a big fan.
In the corner of my eye I noticed their cat jump onto the sofa that Tweek and Craig were sitting on, their cat was pretty I have to admit. It was jut a ball of fur, white and grey with a darker pattern around his face, a pink nose and blue eyes, their cat was beautiful.
My phone started ringing, Craig's head shot up as Tweek just stayed focused on the cat. I kept the stare up with Craig as I let the phone ring, it was Stan I didn't need stress right now, fuck maybe I should just go to his house? Craigs stare was blank honestly as if I was looking into a deceased persons eyes, the phone stopped ringing and then I got a message from Stan.
"Answer it" Tweek said and then I turned to him,
He took the cigarette from Craig's mouth then turned to me "you're in denial". Soon the song changed to "take a slice" by the glass animals and the room suddenly changed, there was a heavy vibe to it but Craig and Tweek spoke with each-other over it. They spoke softly, something about Clyde but I wasn't sure exactly what they were saying but I don't think it was all that important either.

A few more hours had gone by, we kept the small talk up, nothing interesting just a bit of shit talking on some people here n there. Occasionally we would go off topic but that wasn't bad, it just meant for more conversation starters.
"When was the last time you went home Kyle?"
I looked up at Tweek who asked the question
"Uh, I don't really know-"
"You wanna stay with Stan don't you?"
"Okay Tweek that's a bit-"
"I'm not lying, just go face it"
"That's embarrassing though, I mean I just caused a scene and left he wouldn't even want me back in his house it's like the second time I've done this?"
"If you don't want help just say so."
He shut me up, fuck, that's it I'm going over to Stan's house.
"Fuck this" I said as I got up with a confused look from Craig whilst Tweek smiled.
"Good luck" Tweek shouted as I left with the door slamming.
It was just getting dark outside so I paced over to stans, this is a stupid decision I know Stan and I know he can be stubborn in person and he didn't really care much. I know he still has that part of him from when he used to be addicted to drugs, obviously not the exact same but a part of him was still in that world.

Stan was horrible when he was addicted, he was underweight and struggled to keep his eyes open on a regular day to day basis, he bruised easily and his eye bags were a dark prominent purple. He's fine now, he's at a normal weight now and dare I even say he was a bit jacked? Might be bad of me but fuck i wasn't lying- he's still got eye bags and dead like eyes but it's more toned down. I remember when Stan got so bad he was unable to walk for while, he'd pass out regularly and through out all of this still turned up to school, it's insane to me that his parents knew and didn't do anything.

Soon I was at his front door, I saw the living room glow purple and blue from the lava lamp he had and I could also hear the music, which was odd. He only ever turned it up to full volume when he took shit, it's never been in full volume since he got somewhat clean?
I rang the doorbell, then when he didn't answer I rang again,
"Stan??!! Stan?"
Oh fuck it I decided to open the door, luckily I didn't walk in on anything too bad..

Next chapter will be the last chapter, sorry everyone :(( but will they live happily ever after?