During Gym, Cartman, Kenny and I made it our mission to look for a guy with a lemon shaped birth mark. Kyle refused to go to the hospital no matter how many times I begged him; he kept insisting that Larry would kill him and that he needed a pair of pants. I had almost offered up my pants but then I thought about how stupid that would be, I was quite a bit bigger than him.

"Is Kyle okay?" Kenny asked.

I shook my head,

"He won't tell me who did this to him either."

"I bet it was Craig, Craig's an asshole." Cartman said putting his two cent's worth in.

"It couldn't have been Craig, he was over with us, remember?" I said.

"Why did you even stand up for Kyle? I thought you guys hated each other." Kenny then asked.

"Kahl is mine to hate, not anyone else's, I have a power over him that I don't want anyone else to have." Cartman replied.

"In bed?" Kenny asked with a suggestive wink. A look of horror passed across Cartman's face and I'm pretty sure one did across my face too.

"EW no! I'm dating Shelley." Cartman said. I felt my mouth drop open in shock, Cartman was dating my sister? Just when I didn't think this day could get any worse, I find out that the two psychopaths are together.

"Just don't breed; I'd hate to see how your kids will turn out." I said after I got over the shock. Cartman opened his mouth to reply when Craig, Token, and Clyde walked in laughing like a pack of hyenas.

"I can't believe how much of a baby he is!" Clyde exclaimed.

"I know; you'd figure that since he's such a slut he wouldn't be this upset about getting filmed while he gets fucked." Token said. I could feel my jaw start to clench when I realised exactly what they were laughing at.

"Where is the slut anyway?" Craig asked. I was about to go give them a piece of my mind when Cartman stopped me.

"Don't, we don't want to go to the office before we are able to change." He said. I sighed and tried to ease my temper even though it was extremely hard to do. While we were all changing, I kept a close but not noticeable look out for the person that had the notorious birth mark.

"I didn't find it." I said after everyone had changed and walked out to the Gym floor.

"Me neither." Cartman and Kenny replied in unison. I sighed; finding who had hurt Kyle would be harder than I thought.

Kyle's POV:

I was glad that I was able to find a pair of pants that fit me in the lost and found, they were a bit loose, but they would have to do for now, I just hoped Larry wouldn't notice. I had decided to stay in the Nurse's Office for the rest of the day, I just told her I had a stomach ache; I couldn't tell her what had really happened. She just smiled and said she understood my predicament and she'd let me spend the rest of the day in here if I didn't make a habit out of it. I could feel my heart start pounding in my chest when I saw the tall muscular frame of Trent Boyett enter the room; I was almost as afraid of him as I was of Larry. As he started walking towards me, I closed my eyes and kept wishing him to go away inside my head, but he just kept coming closer and closer.

"I need to talk to you." He said softly when he reached me.

"Leave me the hell alone." I said angrily, I couldn't believe he had the nerve to talk to me after what he had done.

"I'm so sorry; I hate myself for what I did, if I could take it back I would. I just wanted to die so bad, but I'm too cowardly to use a gun or a rope or anything like that." He said sobbing.

"You're a coward if you rape someone much weaker than you, especially by using a weapon to get them to submit." I said bitterly.

"How can I make it up to you? I'll do anything." He pleaded.
"Don't you hate me? I mean after what happened in pre-school and after you got released?" I asked without even really knowing why I did ask that.

"I don't hate you anymore, I did a lot of growing up since then and you guys were right, we were just kids, I mean I am angry that I lost all those years, but then I realised that that's just a short time compared to my whole life." He said. I dropped my mouth open in shock, Trent really had changed.

"I have an idea, how about I take you out on a date, we can anywhere you like." He said after a few moments of silence.

"Why? So you can rape me again?" I spat out harshly.

"I said I was sorry, it was a mistake, and I want to make it up to you." He said.

"You can make it up to me by getting lost." I muttered turning around to face the wall. Trent let out a loud sigh before walking out of the room. I then let out a sigh of relief, that guy made me extremely nervous. Not too long after that, Stan walked in with a slightly worried look on his face.
"Are you feeling better?" He asked. I shrugged, I was more afraid of what I had to face when I got home than I was of my peers.

"Are you going to be okay?" He then asked. I shrugged again; I honestly didn't know how to answer that.

"Where's Token?" I then asked. Stan looked taken aback,

"You honestly care about that asshole?" He asked. I shook my head,

"I just want to tell him off for the rumour he started, you know, I bet he's gloating about what happened to me, him and Craig and all the rest of them."

"Who did this to you?" Stan then asked looking at me with concern in his eyes.
"I don't know," I lied, "I never saw his face."

Stan's POV:

"Okay." I said accepting his answer even though I knew he was lying, he wasn't a very good liar. I would find out who it was eventually and when I did, his own parents wouldn't be able to recognise him.

"How are you going to get home?" I asked after looking at my watch and noticing that it was past the time the bus always leaves.

"Oh no, I'm so dead!" Kyle cried out before jumping up off the cot that he was lying on. As soon as he did though, he sank back down with a look of immense pain on his face.

"Don't worry, we'll figure something out." I said trying to console him; it wasn't working out very well though.

"Oh look, there's Kenny's brother Kevin, maybe he'll give us a ride." I then said after I saw my friend's brother walking down the hall.

"Be right back." I muttered before running off to catch him. Kevin was a pretty nice guy, even if he was a bit dim-witted, I mean, anyone who dated my sister would have to be. Their relationship didn't end so well, he finally realised she was a crazy psycho so he dumped her and she ended up pushing him off the roof which in turn broke his back. He wasn't paralysed or anything, but he spent too much time in the hospital to pass senior year.

"Hey." He said glaring at me slightly. He didn't like me that much after what happened with Shelly, other than that, he's a nice guy, just not to me.
"I need a favour." I said. He rolled his eyes and scoffed,
"Why should I do you a favour?"

"Look, it's not my fault I was born with Shelly as a sister, I didn't ask for her, that's just how life works out. I bet you wish you weren't born with dead beat parents sometimes!" I said, all the pent up anger against him was spilling out.

"What do you want?" He then asked coldly. That shocked me, I expected him to punch me then run off.

"My friend and I need a ride, we missed the bus." I explained.

"Why don't you walk? It's not too far." He replied.

"It's not that simple." I said pulling out my phone and showing him the video that was sent around the school. He thrust it back in my hands a few minutes later with a look of disgust on his face.

"Is he okay?" He then asked softly. I shook my head,

"He can barely walk; he won't even tell his mother or her new boyfriend, he keeps saying they're going to kill him. I mean, he had a major freak out about the fact that he got blood on his pants."

"I wish I could help, but I'm grounded from the car, I walked here this morning." He said.

"Shit! My parents are at work, Shelly's a psycho, Kyle doesn't want his family to know about what happened; I don't know what to do!" I said irritably, kicking the wall.

"Look, Kyle's a really tiny dude, why don't you just carry him to his house?" Kevin then said.

"I have to carry our books, why don't you carry him?" I said. Kevin looked at me strangely.

"Isn't he your boyfriend? Why do you want another guy to carry your boyfriend?"

I wish he was my boyfriend, I thought to myself, but instead I said,

"He's not my boyfriend; I just think that since you're stronger that you should carry him." I said. I didn't want to tell him the truth, about how I got weak in the knees and how I felt sick every time I touched Kyle. It wasn't the bad sick though; he could never make me feel bad now, not with how I felt about him.

"I think the books weigh more than he does." Kevin said with a snort. I rolled my eyes slightly before directing him to the Nurse's Office.

"Kevin's going to carry you to your house; I'm going to walk with you guys to make sure he doesn't try to rape you or something." I joked. As soon as I saw the look of fear that passed across Kyle's face, I quickly regretted my words.

"He was just raped you idiot." Kevin whispered harshly into my ear.

"I-I'm sorry." I said softly.

"It's fine, can we just go?"

I nodded and grabbed the books while Kevin picked up Kyle and we headed out the door. I didn't walk with them though; I figured Kyle didn't want me around him after what I had just said.

Kyle's POV

I felt really ashamed, ashamed that I had to be carried to my house, ashamed that everyone had seen what happened to me, ashamed that I didn't hate the person who had did that to me. I just felt sorry for him; he seemed so down and out. I started to tremble slightly when I saw my house from a distance; I didn't even want to think about what Larry had in store for me when I got home.

"Are you okay?" Kevin asked softly, he must have noticed my shaking.

"Yea, just cold." I lied. Kevin stopped and took off his jacket and wrapped it around me.

"Better?" He said.

"Yea, thanks." I said with a light smile.

"You're still shaking." He commented after we had continued towards my house.

"I'm sorry." I muttered.

"Don't be sorry for things you can't control, it's not your fault."

I was about to reply when I we reached my house, I swallowed a hard lump in my throat when I saw my mother on the porch looking absolutely livid; Larry was next to her with the bull whip in his hands.

"Thanks." I muttered to Kevin before limping the rest of the way towards my house, I just hoped that Kevin hadn't seen what Larry was holding. I was ashamed that my mother's boyfriend hurt me and I was too much of a wimp to fend him off, I didn't want anyone to ever know about it. When I reached the porch, my mother grabbed me by my hair and threw me into the living room.

"Where the hell were you?" She demanded.

"I missed the bus." I muttered.

"What were you doing that caused you to miss the bus? What was so important that you had to break the rules? Were you screwing that boy who was carrying you home? Why was he carrying you anyway? Did you get too lazy to walk? I know I'm being hard on you, but that's only because I care." My mother said sternly.

"He missed the bus because he was too busy having sex, I saw the video, one of his friends came over here and showed me not too long ago." Larry said smugly.

"It was non-consensual!" I protested angrily.

"Oh please, a little fag like you was probably just begging to be fucked in the ass." Larry scoffed.

"No I wasn't!" I shouted. When a look of pure rage emitted on Larry's face, I quickly regretted my choice to yell at him.

"To the basement now!" He shouted angrily.

"Please don't do this." I begged.

"Go now!" He yelled again.

"Please." I choked out with tears welling up in my eyes. Larry then grabbed me by my arm and started dragging me towards the basement, when we reached the basement door; he opened it and shoved me down the stairs before locking the door and walking down towards me.

"I will not have any cry baby fags in my house!" He yelled before bringing the whip down across the back. I could barely contain a loud yell when I felt the sheer blinding pain that came with every hit of the whip. After a few long minutes of hitting me with the whip, he finally stopped and knelt down to where I was lying on the ground.

"Don't ever let me catch you doing anything like that ever again; you should thank your friend for showing me." He whispered.
"Who was it?" I asked.

"The black haired boy, the one with the pretty blue eyes, I think he said his name was Steve or something." Larry answered. I couldn't believe my ears, Stan had betrayed me!

Stan's POV:

I kept trying to call Kyle to make sure he got home okay but his phone kept going to voice mail. I sighed and called Kenny.

"Is your brother there?" I asked when he finally answered.

"What do you wanna talk to him for?" Kenny asked, it sounded like he was eating something.

"He carried Kyle home; I want to make sure he's okay." I said. I could hear some shuffling in the background before another voice was heard; this time it was Kevin's.

"He's fine, though he started shaking pretty badly when we got closer to his house, he said it was from the cold but I think he might have been lying."

"What makes you think that?" I asked.

"It's September, it's still pretty warm outside, besides, I gave him my jacket and he was still shivering. He wasn't shivering before we got close to his house though." Kevin exclaimed.

"I showed Kyle's mother and her boyfriend the video, I ran ahead of you guys to his house, I know he didn't want them to know, but I think he really needs help, the person who did this to him could be really dangerous." I blurted out; I tend to blurt out things when I'm feeling guilty.

"At least your heart was in the right place." I heard a new voice say, this voice was coming from inside. I turned around and found myself looking at Wendy.

"What are you doing here?" I asked with surprise.

"Butters and I broke up; I just really need someone to talk to." She choked out with tears welling up in her eyes.

"What happened?" I asked with shock, they were extremely happy the last time I saw them together.

"I saw him making out with that slut Lexus; apparently he's good enough for her now." Wendy sniffed wiping her eyes with her sleeve.

"Isn't she pregnant?" I asked. Wendy nodded,

"Apparently that turns Butters on; he always had a fondness for pregnant women."

I let out a loud snort which caused Wendy to glare at me.

"I'm sorry; I was just trying to lighten the mood." I said with a small laugh.

"Smooth." I heard Kenny's voice from my phone say.

"Where's Kevin?" I gasped out; I had totally forgotten that I was on the phone.

"He got bored of waiting for you to reply so he gave the phone to me." Kenny replied.

"I have to go; I have a woman in dire need of my sensitive manliness." I joked.

"Manliness my ass." Kenny muttered before hanging up the phone. I turned toward Wendy who was still dabbing her eyes with her sleeve. I then grabbed her and started kissing her passionately, while I was doing that though, I kept thinking about Kyle, and how amazing it would be to kiss him and to do so much more than that. Wendy and I ended up sleeping together that night, I didn't think of her while we were tangled up in the sheets in a heat of passion though, not even once.