Triangles

Kyle lay in bed looking up at the ceiling. He wasn't sure what to feel. Stan loves him? God, what a cruel fucking joke?!

Kyle wanted to throw up. He wanted to punch Stan right in his handsome fucking face. Then he remembered the look on Stan's face when he told him that it was too late. He felt a ping of hurt.

Kyle sighed. He sat up and called Stan. It didn't take long for the phone to answer.

"Yes?" Stan answered. He sounded delighted to be on the phone with Kyle.

"Meet me at Stark's pond. We need to talk." Kyle said before hanging up. He quickly grabbed his jacket and car keys.

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Kyle was surprised to find Stan sitting on the bench way before Kyle ever showed up. This was odd because usually Stan would show up late to everything.

Kyle walked over and sat down. He didn't look at Stan. Truth be told, Kyle wasn't sure if he wanted to forgive Stan. All he knew was he need to fix whatever the fuck was going on in his head.

"Hey." Stan said softly.

"Hi." Kyle responded. He took a deep breath in and out. "Don't get your hopes up, but this conversation will decide if we're gonna be friends again or not."

Kyle heard Stan gulp hard. "Alright."

"You told me you loved me, but didn't want to ruin your image." Kyle said. He was trying so hard not to choke on his words.

"Yes, and that was one of the stupidest thing I've ever done. I'm not trying to take you from Kenny, I know you two are together." Stan quickly explained.

"I'm glad you won't try to pressure me into going out with you. Though, Kenny and I haven't made us dating official." Kyle told him.

Stan definitely perked up at hearing that. Kyle wasn't sure if it was because he wanted to be boyfriends or if Stan thought he was forgiving him. Either way neither was happening (definitely not leaving Kenny for his ass!).

"He hadn't tried to have sex with you yet, huh?" Stan asked.

Kyle glared at him. "This is about us, not what Kenny and I have or have not done behind closed doors."

Stan threw his hands up in defense. "I'm just saying, Kenny is known to hoe around."

Kyle jumped up and went to storm off. Stan grabbed his wrist. "Hey, I'm sorry. I'll drop it. Let's talk about us being friends again."

Kyle sat back down. "That is all we'll ever be is friends. After the way you treated me, I understand why Wendy acted the way she did toward you. I know it makes me sound like an ass to say that, but it's the truth."

Stan nodded. "I-I understand." He cleared his throat.

"Good." Kyle answered. The two talked for a while. Much to Stan's secret delight, those words about Kenny had planted a seed of doubt in the back of Kyle's mind.

He find himself laying awake, questioning if Kenny really wanted him or just wanted sex. This idea crushed him deeply. Kyle cried. He cried harder than when Stan hurt him. He loved Kenny with all his heart. The thought of being used ripped him apart to his core.