You sat there with your best mate Jason. You were in a café ordering a simple coffee in the town of South Park. You didn't love Jason sexually because you had ELEVEN BOYFRIENDS, but he was your best friend and he looked out for you just in case. Your boyfriends only seemed interested in keeping you away so that can have sex with you which wasn't ideal in your book. "How's things with you and your 'league of boyfriends'" Jason said mockingly. "Haha, very funny." You said back. "Yeah, it's fine it's just a bit too much because they fight who gets to 'have me' at bedtime.". "What the hell?" Jason said back. "How are you putting up with this?". "It's just this thing that you get used too, it's not that big of a deal." You said, assuring the poor boy in front of you. Honestly, if those 11 boys didn't submit their love to you and have sex with you every night, you would have taken Jason as a 'last option' mentally in your mind.
Well, stay safe out there." Jason said finally, he seemed to trust your 'not a big deal' stuff you were talking about. "Coffee?" The waitress said, you both nodded and she placed the drinks down and walked away. "They're out at work today." You spoke. "They said they'll be back tonight.". "How do you know that they are not just hiding, thinking that you're cheating on you with me and then just beat the shit out of me?" Jason spat. "Oh, calm your guts down, that's very unlikely!" You said, somewhat confused at your friend's sudden outburst. What you didn't know is that what he said was all true…
Across the mall, eleven very pissed off boys were watching Jason with you, like filthy peeping toms. They seemed to want revenge on Jason for even glancing at you, which is odd, and pretty fucked up right there. The ringleader of erotism, Kenny, was by far the strongest and most likely to beat the shit out of Jason. Why? Just felt like it. So, it happened, the incident at the mall. Damn it. "I have a strange feeling that we're being watched by someone, or some people." Jason said, still working on his shitty Americano. "Like I said, they're at work, they run a company and won't come back for a good few hours so until then, I'm good." You said confidently, wondering why you had to be with those boys and not Jason. It was becoming so much clearer when you saw something out of the corner of your eye, oh shit… WHAM!
Within just a few seconds, Mr. Stan Marsh from the Park whacks Jason in the arm with a FUCKING BASEBALL BAT. "OW! Damn it!" He yelled, alarming the patrons. "Oh my god!" One customer said. "Jesus christ!" said another, dropping his donut on the ground, ruining it and the mood. Jason was now being beaten up by Stan, Kyle, Eric and, would you believe it, KENNY! The 'ringleader' knows how to really fuck someone's face up for NO REASON AT ALL! The others were busy with you, bagging you like a disrespected animal and dragging you out of the coffee place like a misbehaving four-year-old with no morals for others around them. The last thing you saw was the eyes of Craig Tucker (fucker) as he knocks you out with a clean WHAM! Kenny may be the strongest, but the others are just as strong. Even before you were knocked out, the only person you were concerned about was Jason, because he DIDN'T DO ANYTHING! But, whatever, this is an extreme love story and shit. Like a slasher film but romantic. It's cringe and rather shit.