"Ok Maggie time to die…" Kenny's voice trailed off as he looked from me to Damien. My eye widened. Was that just a figure of speech or did he really wanna kill me? Damien glared at Kenny. Kenny was kinda intimidated by Damien-being the devil's son and all. That and he had the power to turn him into a rock. Or maybe it was just a platypus. Either way I wasn't going to die like I had originally thought. Well today. My thoughts of death always cheered me up. Yep, I know what I said! I think there might by something wrong with me.
Kenny chuckled. He seemed a little nervous seeing Damien with me and totally on edge. Of course, I figured out Butters wasn't coming when he showed up at my house. I thought he wouldn't show up here anyway in the dead of night like an idiot… I gulped hard trying to wash away my stupidity. If it weren't for them would I be dead right now? The answer was definitely maybe, but I tried to think positive. Like the kiss me and Butters had that one time… Fuck, which was the whole reason I was in this mess! I'm not saying I didn't enjoy it…
I watched as Kenny pulled his hands out from behind his back. He had no murder weapon, but that didn't mean squat! I'm pretty sure if-given the opportunity-he'd find a way!
"See, no weapon of any kind!" He whispered pulling out his empty pockets afterwards. I gave a sigh of relief. Damien pointed at him in a confronting sort of way. I was a bit surprised. "Your hands could've been the weapon if II hadn't come here with Maggie tonight!" He hissed through clenched teeth. Kenny and Damien never had gotten along, but seeing the way Damien looked at Kenny told me that Kenny genuinely pissed him off. I couldn't blame him…
Kenny glared back at him for a few seconds and then turned that sour gaze towards me. For some reason, I felt really uncomfortable and so eager to run for my fucking life. I don't know if it was actually his ice cold glare or my cowardly instincts that told me to run. Probably both. But it was pretty weird that this was the first time in my life that I was actually terrified of Kenny's glares. I'd gotten so used to them that they had just sorta worked their way into my daily South Park routine:
Thing to do when coming back to South Park:
Go home and greet family.
Get glared at by Kenny if he's over, which he usually is playing video games with Stan, Kyle, and sometimes even Cartman.
Say "hi" to Jess.
Get glared at by Kenny when he catches you on the street after your daily routine of saying "hi" to Jess.
Get glared at by Kenny whenever he came over
Stay and write as much as I those weekends and summers and breaks I stayed at my house doing my best to ignore my parents.
It occurred to me now that I needed to change up my routine. Number 6 was impossible to avoid, and so was Number 1-though the greet the family part was something I didn't care for… Only with Sparky and occasionally Stan. Also… You know what, I'd just get rid of the Kenny glaring at me part if I had a say in the matter. Which I most likely didn't!
"Did Maggie need a bodyguard, so she called her big strong ex-boyfriend to deal with her problems?" Kenny asked me mockingly. A mocking filled with complete hatred. It made me blush and my eyes widen slightly. I wasn't thinking about that when I agreed to let Damien come. I was just glad someone was worried about me that much. Someone who intimidated Kenny. That always helped!
I bet Kenny was too pissed off to chuckle too. He had said come alone after dinner at the fast-food restaurant, and had forced me to reluctantly agree. Ok, I had quickly agreed just so we could stop talking. But seeing that he 'forced me' would most likely and hopefully lessen my stupidity. Probably not… One can only hope!
I was just about to speak when Damien spoke for me. "I asked her to come! Butters and a few other people in our class showed up worried about this idiot!" He said quickly but with a far superior tone you'd expect from Satan's boy. Yep, that's my Damien! Well, Pip's… Wait, he called me an idiot! I was a bit surprised, but this shouldn't have been much of a shock. But it always hurt when it came from people I actually gave two shits about! Especially when I knew they weren't joking! But the fact that I actually had friends outside of my head was good enough for me!
Kenny's eyes widened little like he did not see that coming. I didn't see that coming either. Except, Butters had been one of the people at the restaurant watching Kenny's every move… Oh, that's why!
That day; it had been Craig, Cartman, Ike, Kyle, Stan, Shelley, Jess, Kenny, Butters, and me along with our chaperone for the evening, Mrs. Broflovski. Everyone had seemed pretty determined to get me another therapist-this time a sane one-that I thought no one noticed us leave. Except maybe Butters… He actually told me that during our little meeting at the house 5 minutes ago.
*Flashback to 5 minutes ago at me house*
"Maggie, are you an idiot?" Damien asked sarcastically. I don't know why he even bothered asking me questions he already knew the answers to. I sat on the couch with my arms crossed and legs crossed and rolled my eyes. I was practically pouting for some reason. Ok, I was. I felt beyond ungrateful… And I actually cared! "Maggie, where were you going?" Craig asked pinching the top of my black coat. I had almost forgotten about that because no one seemed to notice or care about it. All they had cared about was stopping me from making the biggest mistake of my life. The first of many actually…
I allowed Craig to pull it off and lay it down on the ground and stomp on it. Ok, that part annoyed me even though it was an old coat I had since eighth grade. I quickly picked it up from under his foot and put it on my lap. "You don't need to stomp on it!" I growled glaring at him. Craig hissed at me mockingly and Clyde chuckled. I felt myself blush a little.
"Ok, all jokes aside, Maggie we think you're suicidal!" Token exclaimed and I stared at him blankly. No shit Sherlock! My brain exclaimed for me. This idiot agrees to meet her potential murderer in the dead of night on a deserted playground in front of a deserted school and you just 'think' she's suicidal! For the first time in months I wanted to smack myself. I get that a lot.
"Token, Maggie's insane. Of course she's suicidal too!" Clyde said quickly feeling him in on just how fucked up in the head I was. They all laughed and I clenched my fists back in anger. Butters was the only one who didn't laugh. He'd never laugh at another's misfortune. He's too good for that! He just sat cross-legged on the carpet facing me without even looking up. If he had had his eyes closed, I'd think he was meditating. When I meditate, I fall asleep…
"Why did you all come here?" I asked outta frustration. I was thankful they came, I really was, but just sitting there, or standing there, ripping on me ticked me off. Were they really worried or just bored? That question was almost enough to send me on a furious rampage. "Maggie…ack… don't meet, ack, Kenny, you'll, eer, die, ack!" Tweek's voice rang out over me train of thought. Aw screw it, I have no train of thought! The room was silently as we all looked at him. Most were amused at the accusation except for me and Butters. We were mostly confused and terrified. I was mostly terrified because, unlike Butters, I had a hard time trusting people or seeing the good in them that old cliché.
Tweek looked at us all in bewilderment. "What, ack, weren't we all, ack, thinking that!" Tweek exclaimed. I had to agree with him because even I was thinking it. And I was the one about to voluntarily walk to her death for no reason whatsoever. God what was wrong with me? Craig got up and started massaging Tweek's shoulders for a few seconds. When, he was done Tweek smiled at him appreciatively. They kissed and then Craig held him by the waist. They both looked at me.
"Maggie, Kenny lied about Butters being there and all as you can see. Plus, he really hates you right now so there's no telling what he might do to you. We're all worried about you!" Tweek sighed a little uneasily. My jaw dropped. Tweek didn't twitch or shake through that whole sentence. Crap did this mean I was the most paranoid kid in South Park now? I stared at Tweek a little longer to see if he would twitch or shake. He didn't. Well, Craig was hugging him…
I smiled appreciatively at Tweek and nodded. Tweek smiled back at me but Craig sighed and rolled his eyes. "Please, don't go getting a big head; some of us are only here because your friend Jess asked us to come!" Craig said quickly so eager to ruin an almost touching moment… Almost. Craig ruined it by talking. I glared at him for a second and then smirked and nodded. I really didn't care, but what was Jess doing that she couldn't be here? I shrugged it off.
Butter finally stood up from the corner and we all looked at him skeptically. He stared at me again with cloudy grey eyes and looked as if he were about to cry. Dammit, he was so cute! "Maggie, I'll go with you tonight. Kenny wouldn't dare lay a finger on you if I were there!" Butters said quickly and a little uneasily. Like he was actually unsure. Either way, I really didn't care…
I smiled at Butters appreciatively and nodded. Everyone looked sort of surprised. Damien put a hand on Butters shoulder and patted it. Butters looked up at him skeptically like the rest of us. "I'll go with her ok?" He told him. Butters hesitated but reluctantly nodded. Damn son of a bitch! Damien not Butters…
I guess I should've been a bit more appreciative seeing people actually care enough to show up at my house and start verbally abusing me for being stupid and worry about me. Even though most of them-like Craig-probably only came because of Jess. But Tweek seemed worried about me too. Genuinely worried. I always liked that kid…
I tried not to sigh and forced a smile at Damien. Ok, so it wasn't that forced. Despite Damien breaking up with me for Pip, I wasn't really all that mad and still loved that prick. Even if it was only like a brother and sister relationship between us from now on. Dammit, I kinda hated those! If I had my way…
I blushed and I saw Pip smile at me. There was nothing bad at all about that kid so it was hard not to envy him. But way under my envy, there was love and compassion… It was nauseating! But that kid who everyone hear thought was French because they're all idiots had been like my third best friend since the day we'd met. I should've known Damien and Pip would be together ever since we had all played video games at my house the second day our relationship had started and Damien had 'accidentally' grabbed his ass while reaching for his control—
Motherfucker! My brain went crazy thinking back and I sent I wanted to slap Damien. After punching myself in the face for not seeing the obvious connection. Damien looked skeptically at me and I realized I was glaring daggers at Pip. Pip looked terrified which satisfied me but at the same time made me feel like a bully. "I'm sorry Pip, I didn't mean to glare!" I said quickly but quietly. Pip frowned at first but then smiled. He patted my head and I felt ready to kill the bastard! Ok, so there was a little resentment there. But Damien and Pip really did make a cute couple.
Damien came over and yanked me up by the sleeve of my shirt and lead me out the doorway with my jacket. As he shut the door I heard Tweek say something. "Ack! I forget to tell her that Kenny might be working for the underpants gnomes! Oh Jesus Christ, I got to tell her!" Tweek said starting to freak out like usual. I gotta say, I was a bit surprised, but then everyone laughed. "Don't worry Tweekster Damien's with her!" Craig said quickly and reassuringly. Trying to calm down his boyfriend…
*End of Flashback*
I felt something wet hit my cheek. A snowball? "Are you listening to me?" Kenny exclaimed furiously. I sighed. I never listen during a flashback… It ruins the illusion I so desperately try to create. I heard Kenny sigh as well. I looked over because I hadn't heard Damien say a word and realized that he wasn't there anymore! Fuck that bastard! Fuck him to hell! Oh wait…
Now my nerves really went into overdrive, and I tried to calm myself down. Kenny glared at me for a few minutes and then sighed again. This time it sounded more from exhaustion than from frustration. I tried desperately to reason with him.
"Maybe we could meet in the morning in broad daylight…" My voice trailed off as I realized my voice was shaking and I was about to cry. Another snowball hit me before I even saw it coming. Damn Kenny! "Shut up!" He hissed breathing heavily. Was he getting a work out using me as a punching bag or what? Even if most of his abuse was verbal. I felt something hit my face rock hard and I fell over. I looked up to see Kenny hovering over me with his fist up in the air. I fingered my lip which hurt like hell and started to bleed. "You stupid idiot, you make me sick!" Kenny cried like I was supposed to care what he thought. I hated his guts. Before I knew it I knocked him to the ground by shoving him. I had enough!
"Kenny I already apologized for kissing Butters, and I'll never do it again! Why do you still want to beat the crap outta me?" I hissed now standing over him. Sad to say, this was probably the bravest I was going to get. Kenny glared up at me but surprisingly did nothing except that. He didn't even get off the ground. I was kinda relieved and felt myself ease up a little. Ok, a lot.
He looked away suddenly. "I don't know…" His voice trailed off and left me completely skeptical. He suddenly got up and smirked at me. "Did it hurt when I punched you?" He said gesturing to my lip. I was pretty sure I looked at him funny. I couldn't help it. What the fuck kind of question was that? That was like saying 'Did you get burned when I set you on fire'… I froze. Ok, so not nearly as psychotic as that…
My eyes widened and I flinched when Kenny put a hand on my shoulder and laughed. "Sorry!" He said through laughter and patted my shoulder as his hand dropped back to his side. I looked at him with a blank expression. It wasn't that funny you bastard! I thought as I let out a sigh. "Hey, come back to my house and I'll get you cleaned up!" He whispered. His breathe felt ice cold on my ear and sent shivers down my spine. I felt my head move up and down like a bobble head, but I must've looked hesitant or terrified because Kenny smirked at me and squeezed my shoulder. There was a little pain there… But nothing compared to my lip's pain. Poor thing…
"Don't worry; it's over now so I'll leave you alone after we get you fixed up!" He said quickly. Fixed up? As Kenny led me away from the playground it took all my will power not to scream, cry, or hit him. If I was alive tomorrow, I'd definitely punch Damien in the face for leaving me here with him! After all, I didn't trust Kenny McCormick!
