Happy belated Halloween! I wanted to post this before midnight, but that didn't happen. Puppets, I was so close to being Kenny this Halloween, but then my parka came in as the wrong size. Instead, I ended up Belphegor from Katekyo Hitman Reborn! It was still quite amusing with everyone trying to figure out who was underneath the cosplay. I say it took 2-5 minutes average for them to figure out. I even made the social worker of my school burst out laughing in the middle of the guidance office. This is what happens when you are one of the only people who crossplay in your school.

I guess I make a good guy or something... Well, the wig was covering the top half of my face.

Back to actual story related things! Time for the 'thank you's! The Starkiller, TechnoFool, and ben4kevin, I thank you for once again reviewing. I truthfully didn't notice the existence of Twenny before last chapter, and I didn't even mean to do that. Now I totally support the couple though, even if it's complete crack.

I wrote the ending of this chapter when completely delirious, I hope it make sense.

As TechnoFool had hoped, this is in Kenny's point of view. Truthfully, I had planned for it to be before I had even posted the last chapter. This chapter is supposed to be about 5-6 days after Kenny started hiding.

For those wondering, yes, he really does do it.

Before this gets even longer, I'll end it here. Enjoy the chapter. Leave a review.

Those were some imperative sentences right there.

Yup, I'm still delirious... I'm going to go sleep now.

[Chapter 25 - Bad Temptations]

"Stan..." He was the only thing I could think about, and the only thing I could speak of.

I know Tweek's trying to comfort me, and it does help, but he's at school now. So instead of being comforted at the moment, I'm being haunted by my thoughts.

I'm lucky that Tweek is so understanding. Otherwise, I'd probably have a rising suicide count again... I just don't know what to do.

I feel so lost without Stan. Ugh, it's like I'm one of those shitty girls whose boyfriend just dumped them, so they go and spill their sorrows on ice cream... Good thing Tweek hasn't brought me any; I haven't really been feeling hungry anyway...

I truly feel like shit. I haven't even left his bed yet today and he's supposed to be back from school in a hour. It's even worse knowing that I let myself get like this.

Is this how Stan felt that one time Wendy dumped him and it mattered? This sucks.

I won't go and join the goths though! Even if I agree with some of their views on things... Why do I feel like I'd just end up an emo anyway from my past?

Wait, what was the difference between goths and emos again? I paused and switched my view from the wall to the ceiling.

That's right, the emos... cut. Yeah, and the goths just bitch about things. Wait, don't they both bitch about things?

Whatever, I don't even remember how I got onto this topic... I can't help but wonder though, does 'self-harm' really 'relieve stress'?

I probably shouldn't go further into that thought... I turned over once again, out of boredom, because I had nothing else to do.

Well, Tweek should be back in about 45 minutes. I need to do something to waste time...

Tweek's late and now all I can think about is Stan and cutting. God dammit! That's the worst combination for me right now!

There's not even anything I can distract myself with right now... This is bad, really bad.

I looked over at Tweek's desk. There sat my dinner plate from last night with the fork and KNIFE sitting on top of it.

Of course.

Of fucking course.

Tweek, please come back soon...

Dammit, I can't take it anymore! I've been staring at the thing for a hour now!

I grabbed the knife and couldn't help but smile a little from the familiar feeling.

Fuck, am I really going to do this?

Although I wanted to resist, my body was basically controlling itself at this point. It touched my skin and began to glide across.

It feels so familiar, but without so much pain... It almost feels comforting.

Of course, the door opened at that moment.

"Oh Jesus! Kenny?!" I sat, frozen. I didn't even hear him coming! Fuck, what do I do?! Why couldn't he have come before I did it?!

Realizing I still had the knife to my wrist, I immediately dropped it. Meanwhile, he began to shake more and panic.

"Oh God! I shouldn't have left that in here! It's my fault! I shouldn't have been so late either! I'm so sorry, Kenny!"

I just made his paranoia so much worse, didn't I? Why did I have to let the temptation get to me?!

Leaving his state of shock, he rushed over to me. I felt my eyes tear up as he quickly brought me back over to his bed.

Ugh, what's with all these mood swings?! Seriously, I'm like a girl when she's PMSing!

Wait, why do I keep comparing myself to a girl?!

I... I don't even know anymore...

"K-Kenny... You're shaking t-too..." I didn't even notice. "Nngh, y-you should calm..." He's telling me to calm down? I reached up from where I was sitting and removed his hand from his hair that he was pulling at. I don't even think he noticed he was doing that.

I feel bad for making someone already so stressed out take care of me...

I sighed. Why do I suddenly feel so exhausted? I didn't even really do much today...

"Gah!" I can only imagine all the things he could be thinking right now... "M-maybe you should r-rest again..." I guess he's right... At least if I'm sleeping I won't be worrying him as much.

I lied down and started staring at the wall again. Maybe I shouldn't stay here for much longer... I don't want to keep being a burden. I don't know any other place to go right now though... Here is one of the few places that's relatively 'safe' and Stan wouldn't find out so easily. Surprisingly, Stan talks to Craig more than Tweek, it's never normal conversations, they're always arguing or something. Then obviously Token and Clyde's houses are out of the question, Clyde's been hanging around Token's place recently, and I still don't feel that comfortable around him...

I guess I'll just think about this tomorrow, I'm too tired...