Kyle's P.O.V
"Why did you bring me out here in the middle of the night Cartman?" I asked curiously while tilting my head at him in confusion. I honestly have no idea why we're even here.
"Because, I don't really like you. You're only staying at my house tonight because my mom is making me let you. And I wanted to set some ground rules before we go back. One, there will be none of your vegan bullshit in my house. Two, I refuse to share a bed with you, you can sleep on the floor. And finally, three, you will do what I say, when I say it. Deal?" He stated like a fact as he paced back and forth in front of me with his hands clasped behind his back.
My jaw dropped and I stared at him, gaping, for a few minutes before snapping out of whatever stupor I was in. "Hell no! You can't make me eat un-kosher meat! That goes against my religion! I won't do it! And I won't agree to do whatever you say because you will probably make me suck your balls or something! Fuck you!" I shouted, hearing some rustling in the bushes but ignoring it. I'm sick of this asshole. Whatever is in the fucking bushes can wait!
"Fine! Don't sleep at my house tonight then! You can starve and go cold on the streets!" He yelled back and punched me, knocking the wind out of me. I fell back and landed on my ass, before getting up and striking him in the face with my palm. Like hell I'm going to be treated like this!
I fell back once again as he kicked me in the leg and made me face plant the floor.
The next thing I knew, he was being flung into the pond and I was being pulled up from under my arms. As I stood and turned around, leaning on a tree and looking up at my savior, my jaw dropped once again.
"Tucker?"