Kyles letter

Kyle

I'm sitting on the desk in Erics and my room. A piece of blank paper in front of me. Tears drop down on the paper creating small wet points on it. I still am wavering about my decision but now I need to write a letter for my love.

'my dearest Eric

I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to leave you alone in this world. But you still have your mom and Max. They both need you, especially your mom since she's very sick. Take care of her and Max for me. If you should ever cross paths with Ike please tell him how much I love him. How much I missed him. Life has been hard and you know it. We barley survived, just the two of us after everyone else left. When Bebe returned with Lola and Nichole you went on a mission with them, but you wouldn't let me join. I know you're worried about me, but it really hurt me when you ordered me to stay put. Here in the school.

Afterwards you told me what she did to that poor Clyde. You told me how you found out that Clyde was indeed Rogers son just like you assumed from the beginning. You were so mad at Bebe that you told her to get lost and never come back. She left with the two other girl in tow. I was so proud of you in that moment. I still am proud of you love. That bitch destroyed your one chance of having a brother. I know you always were hyper to meet Rogers son. And at the beginning of the apocalypse you were devastated that you never got the chance to meet him. No one could see through the facade you put on except for me. I don't know why. It wasn't always that way and you know that. We had a lot of fights and arguments as children. But I grew really fond of you over time. My feelings for you grew slow but steady. You challenged me and my intellect like no one else would. Even Stan and Kenny couldn't accomplish what you did to me. When Stan got back together with Wendy he barley had any time left to spend with me anymore. You on the other hand, still made time for me even when you got back together with Heidi. Because we were friends. And now, we're so much more. I'd call us soulmates. We're made for eachother. Chosen to be together. I know it's cheesy especially considering what I just did. I separated us. It's just... I can't live with the burden anymore.

I know I am a burden to you. I'm a burden for everyone. I can't do anything with my missing limb. I am useless. I shot my best friend right between the eyes and didn't feel guilty while doing so. Now after more than a year has passed, the guilt is killing me. I can't live on like that. As much as I love you Eric is as much as I hate myself. I hope you'll find Clyde and you're mother gets well. I hope they find a cure for the apocalypse and whatever horrible virus is infecting people. I hope you'll be happy again some day even without me by your side. Remember, I'll always be in your heart. You were my only sunshine through these dark times and I'm sorry it had to end like this.

I love you so much Eric Theodore Cartman!

Kyle B.'

As I sign the letter I know that my last minutes are approaching. Eric is still with his mother. No one else is here who could stop me. I will die and pay for my sins. For being weak. For being  a really bad friend. For not feeling any guilt. For shooting my best friend. For being nothing but a burden for my boyfriend. For letting my brother go. For not trying harder.

I fold the letter nicely and put it next to where I'm gonna lay. I take out the scalpel blades I found in the medical quarters and breath in deeply. This is gonna be goodbye. Eric knows I love him and one day we'll even be reunited. I'll try and watch over him as an guardian angel. Maybe I can do that. Who knows? I wish I was already done. I put the blade onto my wrist hard. I'm exactly over the aorta. I'm not deep yet. There's only small drips of blood coming out the surface of my skin. I look at the red drops. I only need one clean cut and I'll be dead in no time. I dig the  scalpel deep into my skin. A lot of blood swells out of there. I take the scalpel in my other hand and use all my mental strength to also cut this side. My whole body tells me that this is wrong. It tells me that I need to squeeze my wrists and stop the bleeding immediately. But I'm just letting it happen using all my will power. A minute passes and I feel myself, my life draining. Then suddenly the door gets pushed open.

"Hey sweetheart, my mom's not doin-...", Eric stares at me in shock. My vision gets blurry, not much time left."I love you so much Eric.", I whisper pull him close to me with the last strenght and press his lips onto mine.The kiss is sweet and tender. But also full of desperation and worry. Eric pulls back and I notice that he already tried to put pressure on the wound so it'll stop bleeding."My love please stay with me. I can't live without you Kyle.", Erics eyes are waterfalls as he keeps the pressure on my wrist up."It's alright Eric. I wanted it that way. It's too late for me. But please, live for me. You are wonderful.", I tell him with my last breath.Everything around me goes black and I hear Erics distant voice cursing and sobbing.

KYLES FAMOUS LAST WORDS