"Are you alright?" Stan asked me as he sat down next to me on the couch. I lived with the Marsh's since my freshman year of high school. That's when they adopted me and my life got more fucked up than usual. But it also got less boring and I enjoyed myself a lot more. I frowned at him as I took a sip out of my hot cocoa and shook my head. "I did a really stupid thing yesterday!" I hissed and drank some more. Stan frowned, but then smirked as he reassuringly wrapped his arm around my shoulder. "You did something stupider than going out with Shelly yesterday?" I asked me and I laughed and put my hot cocoa down on the coffee table. He put a coaster under it and I felt mighty stupid that I didn't do that. Sharon and Randy were always making a big deal about that. "I'm sorry!" I said quickly. He frowned as he stole the remote from out of my hand and turned on Disney Channel. He smirked and messed up my hair. I started to fix it, but stopped as he laughed. I smirked and just laid back as he patted my shoulder and pulled me closer to him. "Your fun to mess with!" He hissed and I mockingly glared at him.
"Hey Stan, when did you find out you liked Kyle?" I asked him. I really wanted to ask him about how he knew he was gay and when. So I should've. Well the how he knew he was gay was obvious, because he started liking Kyle in 6th grade he said. But I just sat back and waited for an answer. I wanted to know what he liked about Kyle too. He seemed to have a lot more fun with him around, but that was probably because they were best friends since forever. He made a face at me and I frowned. Then he smiled again so I smiled too. "You want to know how I knew I was gay don't you?" He asked me. My eyes widened and jaw dropped in surprised and his grin got wider. Was he a freakin mind reader, because he always knew what was on my mind? It had been like that since a week of living there the first year into my adaption. I kind of liked it most of the time. I sighed and nodded without looking at him. I felt kind of embarrassed about asking for some reason. Even though that wasn't the question I really asked. It was close enough I guess. I patted my head-brushing my hair. "I guess I just started to feel attracted to guys." He said as he continued brushing a warm rough hand down my hair. "And by guys you mean Kyle?" I smirked. He stopped and blushed a little.
I laughed and patted his shoulder as I got up. "Good night!" I said quickly and kissed his cheek. Stan didn't like it when I kissed him, especially on the cheek. He glared at me and I rolled my eyes while smirking at him. He always acted like a big brother towards me just because he was taller than me and I hated that even more. He just nodded and waved as I went upstairs. "Hey turd!" Shelly hissed from her room. I couldn't see her, so I just peeked through the door. Damn her calling me that! We were the same age and she was kind of my friend too, so I didn't really care that much, but it did get rather annoying. "Come in here!" She hissed. I stepped into the room frowning and sat crossed legged on the bed. She typed something on her laptop and closed it. I frowned when she turned to me. We talked a little about what happened inside the club when she stopped me from leaving, but I was afraid to talk about it more. I wish it didn't happen.
*Flashback to 5 hours ago*
"Whoa, what the hell just happened?" She asked looking at me and then my lips which were somewhat swollen. It had only been for a few seconds, but if I didn't stop Butters, it could've been longer. It didn't matter how long it was though, because I was sure Kenny would try to kill me or beat the crap out of me anyway. I frowned when I thought about that. If Butters wasn't gay and with someone, that kiss would've been super fantastic. "Kenny looked pissed; he might try to kill you!" Shelly snickered. It annoyed me that she found this so damn amusing. I sighed and nodded. I glared at her. "Thanks for reminding me what a horrible mistake I made!" I hissed at her and was about to leave when she grabbed my shoulder again. "Hey wait a minute, I'm sorry!" Shelly said quickly and I turned back to face her. I wasn't mad at her, I was mad at myself, but I wanted to be mad at her. And I kind of didn't. I hated how nice I was sometimes. "I saw everything, Butters kissed you, and I don't think that stupid turd Kenny's going to think otherwise." She said calmly. I smiled as she started to show a little sympathy for me. It was a little uncomfortable at the same time. Her hand dropped back to her side and she frowned. Obviously this was just as uncomfortable for her too. Aside from that, I was really kind of glad that Butters had kissed me. If I was going to day, at least I would know that I would die being loved by someone as cute as Butters. God, I felt kind of crazy. Butters was gay. He probably just did it to make Kenny jealous.
Though that seemed kind of harsh for Butters. Especially since he knew about the break up. "Do you think that Butters would kiss me to make Kenny jealous?" I suddenly asked Shelly. She frowned at me. "Butters, that turd doesn't have a mean bone in his body. Just like you turd!" She exclaimed playfully hitting my shoulder. Despite its playful intention-I think-it hurt enough to be considered intentional. I laughed it off and rubbed my shoulder with my right hand. "I guess you're right." I said. I would've said 'for once' if I had a death wish. "So are you leaving?" Shelly asked. I was about to think about it when I saw a flash of orange pushing through the crowd. When I looked more closely, I could see Butters grabbing onto Kenny's parka and even Jess looked scared. Shit, you knew something really horrible was about to happen when she was scared. That and Kenny looked mad as hell, which I guess was understandable. "I'll see you at home!" I hissed running out the doors. DamnI was a coward.
*End of Flashback*
"Shelly, what happened when I left?" I asked. I was pretty curious to find out what had happened. Had Shelly talked to Kenny? Was I ok or was I as dead as a doornail? She took a deep breath in and out and sat up in her chair. Shelly sighing and looking uneasy? For the 4 years that I had been there and known her, I never took that as a good sign. But I had also been pretty convinced that Shelly was related to the devil. I always joked that she was really Jess's sister not mine or even Stan's. Though he had his bad moments too. But I still took it as the worst possible sign for a public beat down. "Kenny came up and asked me where you were. I told him you left because you felt really bad about what just happened. Also that you were afraid he was going to kick your ass." Shelly said. She laughed suddenly. I was startled a little, but then sighed. Leave it to Shelly with being totally honest with a person. I guess it was better that way. Better to know if Kenny had wanted to kick my ass or not, or still does. "He wanted to!" She hissed softly after a few seconds of silence. I went away from my own thoughts to look at her. I was pretty sure I looked terrified at that point. Kenny didn't really have a problem with me before, but he had once admitted that I got on his nerves last year. Well, that's what Stan told me. Maybe he wasn't being serious and I should've asked Kenny.
Too late to worry about that though. I gulped and looked at Shelly's cover. It was a lovely hot pink. "Don't worry, I told Kenny not to hurt you or else!" Shelly hissed again. When I looked up at her, she wasn't looking back at me. She actually looked kind of annoyed. Man, she really did have a hard time with being nice, but that doesn't mean she was all bad. I smiled at her in appreciation. "Thanks Shelly, love you!" I exclaimed in short as I got off the bed and was about to leave. "Kenny just wants to talk to you though about what happened?" She told me. I froze half-way out of the room. I gulped and nodded. "Good night Shelly!" I hissed and went out of the room. "Good night turd!" She yelled at me as I left. Well, talking didn't seem so bad. As long as Kenny wasn't going to beat the shit out of me over what happened I was ok.
It was 3 am when I woke up that morning after having a dream that Kenny had beat me to death with a baseball bat. I don't know why a baseball bat, but the dream wasn't as random as the other fucked up dreams I had sometimes. I was about to try to sleep again when I heard a small rock hit my window. I looked at my window and slowly walked to it. I could see a shadow of a person on the ground looking up at me. When I looked closely, I saw it was Kenny. He looked at me with an intense stare that made me shake so bad that I almost fell to the ground. I took a shaky deep breath in and out and opened the window. Remember, Kenny's Stan's friend, he wouldn't hurt you. But I didn't know that for sure! I kissed his boyfriend for Christ sake! Damnit, I was panicking again. I tried to calm down as I unlatched the window and opened it. "Kenny, what's up?" I said nervously. Although I was pretty sure I knew what was up. "You tell me bitch!" I think he said. It sounded like that, but he always had that parka on, which muffled his voice. I sometimes had a really difficult time understanding him. But I was pretty sure that's what he said. "I'm really sorry about today Kenny, can we talk tomorrow?" I asked but I didn't really wait for an answer because I started to close the window when a rough looking hand reached out and kept it open. I jumped a little and then looked back to see Kenny holding it up while glaring at me. If looks could kill, I would be dead right now. Hopefully, he was only going to try to kill me with his looks. I felt panic building quickly up inside of me as I tried to calm myself down. "Kenny, what do you want, to kick my ass?" I hissed. It was 3 freaking am in the morning so he couldn't do anything that bad without waking somebody up. Could he?
I breathed heavily as Kenny finishing climbing into the room and shut the window. He slowly took off his hood. I was completely stunned, because he rarely did that. That and I had never seen his real face before. He was pretty cute with hair darker than Butters shade of blond, and a beautiful face. "Stay away from Butters!" He exclaimed with a deep angry voice that made my skin crawl. I thought he might hit me, but he just stood there glaring at me. I sighed again. "Kenny, I said I was sorry, I didn't even kiss Butters, he kissed me!" I said quickly remembering what Shelly had told me at the club. And Butters had. Kenny looked kind of surprised and I frowned. Hadn't Butters told him that's how it had happened? It wouldn't be like Butters to lie. Not the Butter I've known for these very 4 long years. 4 very long years. I'm not saying I haven't semi-enjoyed them, they've just been super-duper long. Kenny fierce gaze had never left not even for a second just eased a little in surprise and quickly recovered about 4 seconds later. It was pretty hard to go back into my thoughts with him wanting to choke me out or stab me a million times with that gaze. Hey, there's a first time for everything right? "Butters told it a little differently, and Butters wouldn't lie, especially to me!" He hissed and it made me flinch when he moved a little to get comfortable while leaning against the window sill. Butters told him something else? What the fuck, I did not see that coming? But I know what happened, I think. Damnit, sometimes I start to doubt shit and it bugs me. Like I will think one thing happens, but sometimes if someone tells me differently I might begin to doubt if it really happened that way or if it was just part of my imagination. Anyway, back to this really awkward moment in my life. And trust me; I had plenty of awkward moments in my life. "No Kenny, that's not how it happened at all!" I said quickly trying not to sound like a scared little wimp. It may have seemed like I was thinking of what to say there judging on how long it had taken me to answer, but the truth is I almost never think about what I'm going to say during a conversation. I never really have to worry about that, because I am more of the silent invisible type. Hey, it has its advantages. Unfortunately I'm not totally invisible though like I was wishing I was right now.
"Are you saying Butters lied?" Kenny hissed in disbelief. And he didn't believe me anyway. Who would? I had the reputation as the 'crazy bitch' in town as well as the 'silent weirdo'. Two for two, it was really bad. I frowned, but I kind of expect he wouldn't believe me. I mean it was Butters for crying out loud! And I could lie quite a bit. Like when I get in trouble I tend to give quick lies without thinking. But other than that, I suck at lying. Ask Jessica. I almost yelped when Kenny got off the window sill and went to my bed. He sighed and sat down. He crossed his arms and continued to throw daggers at me with his eyes. "I'm not leaving until you explain to me what exactly happened!" He hissed impatiently. I sighed again. I was fucking tired, why couldn't he come here at a reasonable time when most people were awake like a normal person. I glared at him instinctively and he looked a bit surprised. "If you don't explain now, I might kick your ass in the morning?" He smirked almost demonically. If that was a threat, it worked. I froze and wanted to cry a little, but I wouldn't, especially with him. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath in and out, and sat down on the opposite side of the bed. Ok, here I go….
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