Chapter one - Help me Polarize

It never really snapped in Kenny's brain. He never actually realized how bad his life was getting. Sometimes Kenny thinks it might be the drugs that stop him from realizing the smallest, simplest things in his life. Fuck, Kenny could watch a man get killed and he probably wouldn't even realize until a few days later, when he's running out of drugs and might be a little bit more sober than he usually is.

Just like right now. Kenny doesn't have enough money for drugs right now, fuck, he doesn't even have enough for food. Usually a person would be more bothered about starving to death than shooting up on heroin, but even if Kenny did die it wouldn't change anything, He'd be back in a couple days anyway.

And so Kenny goes on his usual routine to find someone who will give him some money for a… favor, I guess you could say. This time his need for drugs leads him to a Gas station, near the supermarket. He would have driven but his goddamn truck won't even start up, and even if it did Kenny would never in a million fucking years afford gas for it.

He's been here plenty of times to get some money, the guy inside never objects. The guy definitely needs to have more sex, but hey, If it gets Kenny drugs he's alright with it. He walks up to the door (which badly needs a new layer of fresh paint) the "Welcome!" sign mocking him as he opens the door, holding down his head with his hood up. He's desperate, sure, but he doesn't want everyone to know who he is.

By everyone he means the one person shopping he's never seen in his entire life. Despite this he shuffles up to the counter, looks Frank straight in the eye and says simply "Wanna go 'round back?" Of course Frank knows exactly what this means, and he smiles slightly, a perverted kind of smile you only see on old men and desperate-for-sex mid-thirties.

Kenny tries desperately not to cringe at the way he licks his upper lip, wetting his gross mustache that went out of style in the 80's. Despite the fact that he almost repulses Kenny, he still decides to go round back with him. He still decides to get on his knees and suck him off like it's going out of fashion just to get an easy $50.

When the deed is done, frank hands him 5 folded 10 dollar bills and goes back inside like nothing ever happened. Kenny waits a few minutes and sits against the building, his hands shaking slightly from the lack of drugs in his body and the fact that he can taste a 34 year old's cum in his mouth. He knows that 19 year olds shouldn't have to do shit like that, and he is slightly disgusted by his lack of decency.

He lets out a small "fuck." and walks back inside, hell-bent on getting straight out of the gas station without looking at Frank again. Of course life isn't that simple however, and as soon as he gets to the door and opens it he hears a faint "Kenny!" he tries to ignore it, hoping to hell that Frank will just shrug it off and let him go, and then he hears "Kenny? Dude! Fuck, I'm right here will you at least pay attention to me?" He takes a deep breath and exhales, only to realize that the person calling his name is actually Stan.

Kenny watches as Stan runs up to him, all smiles and those smacked out eyes of his. Ever since Kyle moved to Denver Stan has been getting himself into more and more shit, and he's recently been shooting up with Kenny, which Kenny is all for. Fuck, Stan didn't even bother applying to College because without Kyle he's like a lost puppy.

"Hey dude" Kenny says timidly, a lazy smile on his face as he looks Stan up and down. "What's up?" he asks, waiting for Stan to answer, but he seems a little out of breath, and Kenny can't blame him considering he just ran from fuck knows where to just to get Kenny's attention. When they were in high school Stan could run a goddamn mile and barely break a sweat, but ever since they graduated he just seems to play video games in his basement and eat junk food. Which, again, Kenny is all for.

"I saw you and wanted to know if you wanted to chill or some shit dude." Stan states, not really asking if Kenny wants to hang out but more like telling him that he should. Kenny can't see anything wrong with that, so he nods and tells Stan he needs to pick up before they can go to his, which his face lifts at, and they both climb into Stan's shitty ford and go to the very suspicious bridge that no cops ever actually bother checking to pick up the heroin.

After that they climb down into Stan's basement, after giving Sharon a gleeful greeting on the way down, they both collapse onto Stan's amazingly comfortable couch and both just kinda sit there for a little while before lighting up. Kenny remembers the first time Stan smoked heroin with him, it was pretty damn funny because Stan puked his guts out all over his laptop (which luckily, and by some miracle, still works)

Kenny takes almost instant relief in how relaxed he feels, and how his hands almost instantly stop shaking from just taking one hit, and in that moment life seems good. He has Stan, a shit ton of alcohol because Stan always keeps stocked up, Drugs and a comfortable place to stay at least for tonight.

"Dude, did you hear?" Kenny's thoughts are interrupted by Stan and he can't help but be a little bit curious. "Did I hear what?" he replies softly, looking over at Stan who is pouring them both a drink.

"Butters is back in town man"

Alright! so, I know that this isn't a long first chapter. I'm currently writing the second,and I will publish it when this gets a few reviews! please tell me what you think!

I have a lot in store for this fic, And I'd really appreciate it if you guys would help me to help it reach its potential!

I will be giving Shoutouts to my Reviewers at the end of each chapter- I hope you enjoyed!

Erik xo

(Chapter Title is from Polarize by Twenty One Pilots.)