Loving in Secret chapter 2

A/N I am still on finals week, but I decided to upload a short chapter for you guys.

Chapter 2

I stood in the middle of the kitchen in front of the breakfast table where Stan sat with a plastic cup in his hands. “So?”  I inquired expectantly, concern tinting my voice.  He seemed unfazed by my meddling as he sipped the vanilla coffee I brought him from Starbucks from when I went out that morning. When he was done he glanced at me and heaved a weary sigh.

“She broke up with me again, and you know what Kyle? I am done.” He stated and I was surprised at how defeated he sounded. His words were empty like the pockets of a homeless man and it broke me inside to see him like that. I wanted to hold him close to me and comfort him, but I decided against it and instead gave his shoulder a light squeeze. He offered me a crooked smile in return that didn't quite reach his eyes.

I hated that she had so much power over him. Wendy had the flair of filling him up with hope and then deflating him like a hot air balloon in the span of one hour. The girl obviously didn't know what she wanted which is why throughout the years they dated on and off. It was a wonder to everyone how they managed to dragged their relationship on for so long and all the way to college. To be completely honestly I wouldn't mind if they broke up. I am tired of being Stan’s shoulder to cry on whenever he gets hurt (by Wendy) and by that I mean I am tired of seeing him get hurt period.

“Thank for taking care of my drunken ass last night” Stan said bashfully, breaking the silence, and had the decency to blush. I could sense there was something more he was not telling me, but I decided not to force it out of him. He would tell me when he was ready.

“Any time, you are quite entertaining when you are under the influence.” I winked at him and he smirked. “I don’t even want to know” he mumbled and right then Kenny entered the kitchen still in his PJs, his sun kissed hair a sleeping mess.

We had decided after graduating South Park high to rent a second floor and pay it between the three of us and so far it had worked out pretty well. The house was close to Colorado State University, work, and the community college Kenny was attending. Stan was studying chemical engineering, I was studying criminal justice and Kenny was majoring in psychology. But most importantly we had finally ditched that narcissist, bullshit talking, Jew hating, fat ass (Cartman) who decided to dorm at the university, thank God.

“Morning dude...Kyle” Kenny greeted Stan with a nod then looked pointedly at me, smirking slightly. What the hell? Creepy much.

“Dude! What happened to bros before hoes!?” Stan exclaimed abruptly, throwing his arms in the air and frowning indignantly. Kenny opened his mouth only to close it again, carefully thinking over his next words, before saying “She was a babe! And I got her number, umm can someone say score?” We both stared at him like he was the biggest idiot on the planet and last night maybe he was. “Oh come on!”

“What ever dude, I got to go. See you guys later” Stan stood up from the table to leave, but not before giving Kenny a shove on the shoulder and muttering “bitch” under his breath.

It was just me and Kenny then and I felt slightly uncomfortable with the way he was looking at me as if he knew the secrets of my soul. “That was nice of you, taking care of Stan last night and giving him your blanket.” He said after a while as if he was talking about the weather or any other trivial matter. “How the hell do you know…” and then it hit me like a bad hangover that he had come home last night and probably saw everything. My face heated up and I was sure I looked like a tomato if not the blazing sun. “How much did you see?” I asked terrified, eyes wide as saucers. I was really hoping he would lie and say he saw nothing, but knowing Kenny the chances of that happening were nonexistent.

“Oh you know, just enough to know you totally have the hots for Stan.” He leaned his back on the counter and crossed his arms grinning. At that moment I would have been more than happy if the earth had opened up and swallowed me whole.

I slumped on the chair closest to me suddenly feeling faint before directing my attention to him again.

“Promise me you won’t say anything Kenny.”  I whispered on the verge of tears and his blue eyes soften.

“I would never do that Kyle. But you should really tell him how you feel, is unhealthy to bottle up your feeling like that...and I sound like a chick, I know.”

I couldn't help, but smile at that, it was really weird seeing Kenny so serious for once. He was usually laid back and happy-go-lucky, but this side of him was nice too.

“I can’t, he only sees me as a friend, his straight remember? Plus he has Wendy.”

“He had Wendy, as in past tense and you don't know for a fact his straight. Maybe he doesn't love you, but he definitely likes you Kyle. Trust me dude. He just doesn't know it...”

He continued talking, but all I could hear was the loud thumping of my heart filling every corner of my being, with a strange new emotion. It scared the shit out of me, but it wasn't necessarily a  bad one. It was much worse than that. I knew this ancient and useless feeling. This feeling, it was…hope.

A/N There you guys have it, please comment and fave so I know I am doing something right Lol.