I'm at home. it's 2:30 AM, it's raining, I can't sleep, I can't stop thinking about him.
Is he okay? Are his parents hurting him again? i can't let this happen. Ican't let them hurt him anymore.
I have to take him back here to my house. I've lived alone for the past three months and there's plenty of room in this big empty house for my boyfriend to live here too.
I get up, get dressed, run downstairs, and run as fast as I can out the front door and to Butters' house.
He has a nice big house. If only people knew what went on inside of it.
Whenever he did something that was even the slightest bit displeasing to his seemingly perfect parents, his father would beat him, and his mother didn't care at all.
Just thinking about all of my beloved's scars and bruises brought ears to my eyes. Once his father broke his arm, just because he'd gotten a C on a math quiz.
Well, no more would my baby get hurt. I walked around the house. It was about 3:00 now. I find his window.
It's boarded up because his parents are worried that either A, he'll sneak out, or B, I'll sneak in.
They hated that he was gay almost as much as they hated me. I picked up a rock from the garden, which noone ever tended to and threw it up at Butters' window.
I hit my target easily. I had great aim. I'd been playing baseball since the fifth grade. Butters came to the window dressed in his Hello Kitty pajamas that i thought were just too damn cute.
He rubbed his eyes like a child would, and looked out the window, eyes wide as the moon. 'KENNY!' I saw him mouth.
He walked a way, and i stood in his yard pouting until he came back, cell phone in hand. Seconds later i got a text from him.
Butters:What are you doing here? My parents are going to kill us both when the wake up. Kenny:Not if we aren't here. ;)
Butters:Then I'll just get in more truble when I come back!Kenny:Not if you come live with me...
I stared up at the window then and saw him smile the cutest smile I had ever seen at his phone. Butters:Gee, you mean it, Ken? Kenny:Of course! Now pack and get down here!
He walked away from the window and I sat in the garden for the next hour while he gathered his most important possesions.
He came out the door, hands full of various bags and backpacks, shoes untied, and a worried expression on his face.
"I think my dad saw me!" "Shh. Don't worry, my love." I kissed him gently and wiped his tears, than bent down to tie his shoes (the red Converse I'd saved up to buy him for his birthday.)
Then I got up and grabbed his hand, which was a good 4 inches smaller than mine. "Let's run, not look back, and live a perfect life alone together."
"Alright, Ken." He squeezed my hand tighter and I took all the bags out of his hands. Then we ran as fast as we could back to my house.
When we made it there I just dropped all his stuff and grabbed his head and kissed him. I picked all his stuff back up and told him "Wait outside. I wanna christen our new life with something special."
When I came back out, I picked him up wedding-style and carried him into our new home. I kissed himand he wrapped his arms around my neck.
I sat us down on the couch and while I held him, and he looked up at me, arms still around my neck, I sang to him softly.
"Check yes Juliet. Are you with me? Rain is falling down on the sidewalk. I won't go until you come outside..." Then he kissed me softly and we drifted off to sleep.
I'd make sure that every night of ours together would end like this, for him, my baby, my Butters, my sweet little cupcake, my boyfriend.
He deserved this kind of sweet pefection after escaping everything that he's been through. Our new life together would be even better than right now, all for him.
If it wasn't, then I didn't deserve to live, because I didn't give him all that he deserved. 3 ~Fin.~
Is he okay? Are his parents hurting him again? i can't let this happen. Ican't let them hurt him anymore.
I have to take him back here to my house. I've lived alone for the past three months and there's plenty of room in this big empty house for my boyfriend to live here too.
I get up, get dressed, run downstairs, and run as fast as I can out the front door and to Butters' house.
He has a nice big house. If only people knew what went on inside of it.
Whenever he did something that was even the slightest bit displeasing to his seemingly perfect parents, his father would beat him, and his mother didn't care at all.
Just thinking about all of my beloved's scars and bruises brought ears to my eyes. Once his father broke his arm, just because he'd gotten a C on a math quiz.
Well, no more would my baby get hurt. I walked around the house. It was about 3:00 now. I find his window.
It's boarded up because his parents are worried that either A, he'll sneak out, or B, I'll sneak in.
They hated that he was gay almost as much as they hated me. I picked up a rock from the garden, which noone ever tended to and threw it up at Butters' window.
I hit my target easily. I had great aim. I'd been playing baseball since the fifth grade. Butters came to the window dressed in his Hello Kitty pajamas that i thought were just too damn cute.
He rubbed his eyes like a child would, and looked out the window, eyes wide as the moon. 'KENNY!' I saw him mouth.
He walked a way, and i stood in his yard pouting until he came back, cell phone in hand. Seconds later i got a text from him.
Butters:What are you doing here? My parents are going to kill us both when the wake up. Kenny:Not if we aren't here. ;)
Butters:Then I'll just get in more truble when I come back!Kenny:Not if you come live with me...
I stared up at the window then and saw him smile the cutest smile I had ever seen at his phone. Butters:Gee, you mean it, Ken? Kenny:Of course! Now pack and get down here!
He walked away from the window and I sat in the garden for the next hour while he gathered his most important possesions.
He came out the door, hands full of various bags and backpacks, shoes untied, and a worried expression on his face.
"I think my dad saw me!" "Shh. Don't worry, my love." I kissed him gently and wiped his tears, than bent down to tie his shoes (the red Converse I'd saved up to buy him for his birthday.)
Then I got up and grabbed his hand, which was a good 4 inches smaller than mine. "Let's run, not look back, and live a perfect life alone together."
"Alright, Ken." He squeezed my hand tighter and I took all the bags out of his hands. Then we ran as fast as we could back to my house.
When we made it there I just dropped all his stuff and grabbed his head and kissed him. I picked all his stuff back up and told him "Wait outside. I wanna christen our new life with something special."
When I came back out, I picked him up wedding-style and carried him into our new home. I kissed himand he wrapped his arms around my neck.
I sat us down on the couch and while I held him, and he looked up at me, arms still around my neck, I sang to him softly.
"Check yes Juliet. Are you with me? Rain is falling down on the sidewalk. I won't go until you come outside..." Then he kissed me softly and we drifted off to sleep.
I'd make sure that every night of ours together would end like this, for him, my baby, my Butters, my sweet little cupcake, my boyfriend.
He deserved this kind of sweet pefection after escaping everything that he's been through. Our new life together would be even better than right now, all for him.
If it wasn't, then I didn't deserve to live, because I didn't give him all that he deserved. 3 ~Fin.~