AN: Sorry guys for not updating sooner, i kind of uh.. forgot lol ;). But anyway, thanks for the reivews and now im back on track :P

Disclaimer: I wanna own South park Especially Kenny McCormick, But sadly they are Trey Parkers and Matt Stones creation... :P

I sat on Stan's bedroom, making myself comfy. Stan had called me up to come round but I knew that this was not the reason. I tried so hard as well, we usually went to the cinema, but this was sort of special, how many times would I get an opportunity to do something like this? And it was in the bedroom which was a big bonus. I racked my fingers through my hair and smiled as I saw Stan come back up. He was carrying midnight snacks…. Yum, yum.

Stan sat on the bed, his hand grasping mine slightly. I smiled though I could have sworn, something was seriously up. His voice wasn't filled with love like it was; it was filled with a mixture of love and fear. I held his hand tightly and squeezed it gently. So I guess this is what it felt like to be in love. I smiled and looked over at Stan. I stroked his thigh, praying for a response but nothing came. I sat up and frowned something was seriously wrong.

"Stan are you...-"I was cut short by Stan's mouth connecting itself with mine. A sudden rush of lust entered my body, as I pulled him on top of me, sucking and strong his mouth with my tounge. God, I wanted him so badly. I left his mouth and began sucking and kissing his kick making him moans loudly. And, at that night, all my worries, thoughts vanished as we made love under the covers.

I woke up suddenly, squinting in the sudden light. I smiled as I remembered. I heard Stan turn and his arms wrapped around mine. I smiled him seemed to be dreaming…

"Kyle…. Stop boohoo!" Stan said sleepily, smiling as he opened his eyes.

"SHIT KENNY!" I stared t Stan, and tears ran down my face. I grabbed my clothes and ran out of his house. How could he? How could he moan? He did say... stop it but that wasn't the point. HE MOANED! I ran and ran not taking any notice or where I was going. I stopped, looked around. I was in Stark's pond. I sat on a bench and cried. So there you have it. Kenny McCormick. Officially gay/bi who hasn't got anyone to love for to his name...

I looked up at the sky, it would never be the same again.

"Ken-Ken doll?"

I spun around; Cartman was standing in front of me, clearly worried. At that moment, I couldn't care less that was there. I told everything to my best friend. He took it all in, nodding in agreement. I cried again as I told him about Stan.

"OMG HAHAIM so gonna get Stan for this, this is fucking juicy! Kyle and Stan in a car are they naked yes they are….!"

Cartman chanted but stopped at the sight of my face. I felt myself in Cartman's arms as he pulled me in towards him and I cried on his coat. I just needed to feel cared for. Cartman did just that…I reached my mouth to reach his but then I heard a voice.

"Oooh! Look who's a fag NOW! "Kyle said, laughing hysterically. Cartman exploded, he threw a rock at Kyle, who thankfully ducked.

"IM NOT A FAG YOU FUCKING JEW!"

"Yeah right Cartman, whatever." Kyle turned, gave us the finger and ran away.

"One day, I'm gonna fucking kill him!"

I sniffed, pulling Cartman closer towards me.

"Eric is I still your best friend? What happened when I couldn't find you anymore? Please tell me!" I had always wanted to know. What exactly did happen? Maybe Cartman telling me this, I might feel a bit better.

Eric Cartman sighed, as if his 3 years without his pals bored him.

"One day, I was eating cheesy poufs when ma mom told me to pack, I haven't a clue why, but apparently she betted some of her money to ties whore and she betted the house with him. Im not quite sure exactly why."

I nodded, taking it all in, he told me how he had gone to a boarding school where lodes of kids were so mean to him and he would cry every day and night.

"It was horrible, I really tried to make friends, but I couldn't and one of the cheap bastards stole one of my comebacks! And then there was the prom, Well, it wasn't really a prom more like the end of semester mood dance. And the girls ARGH! Don't mettle me talk about them, I mean there was this one chick, she just kept grabbing my dick so I slapped her and, it just got ugly. I never liked my shitty loge then, and then…. Then…" Cartman stopped and sat in silence. I coughed, urging him to go on, he didn't go on instead he showed me. I lifted on his t-shirt, turned around and there they were. Cuts… lots of them.

"YOU SELF HARM!" I screamed, shocked at what I was seeing.

"SHUT UP OK? SHUT YOUR Why im sooo…" Eric Stopped, too ashamed.

"You're the first guy I've told Look, Kenny I have problems ok? Very Big problems. That's why im like this-". Eric stopped, too ashamed. He then ran off, leaving me to calm myself.

Eric Cartman self harming? I choked on my own tears, this day was getting better and better I thought sarcasticly as I sat back down on the bench. If anyone should be self harming, it should be me. Now I understand why he was so rude to people. It all made sense.. Tea parties, Britney spears kissing, well nearly Michael Jackson... And now the self harm. God damn, this kid needed help.

"Kenny!" Stan yelled, across the hallway. I kept walking; I hadn't forgiven him since the little incident.

"Would you stop so that I can talk?" Stan panted, finally catching up. He grabbed my arm, I instantly felt tingles and my whole body shook, but I refused to still give in.

"KENNY"

"Fuck off Stan please; it's too painful what you caused." Why couldn't he just leave me alone? Didn't he understand what i have to put up with? Knowing that i was always second best to his Kyle? I wiped tears away and carried on walking to Stark's pond and sighed as i heard Stan come running up towards me

"No ken, just listen, im really confused ok? When I found out I wasn't actually bi-"Stan stopped, looked around. Sure enough Bebe and Butters was Watching.

"Can't I talk without people listening?" Stan demanded blushing furiously.

I stared, was he finally going to admit being gay? I pulled my hood down and began opening my mouth.

"Kenny looks im really sorry ok?" Stan said, he took a deep breath before leaning forward and giving me a deep kiss.

I heard deep gasps all around us as Stan deepened the kiss, I melted inside as Stan stroked my chest making the moans from me deepen with pleasure. I knew Stan could hear all the gasps from everything…

"OH My god tell everyone quick!"

"Stan…THEE Stan Marsh?"

"Fuck… that's g-g-getting me hot!"

Stan pulled away, cupping my chin and walked away.

I stared in shock, did I just witness that? Was that real? I touched my lips and then that's when I saw Kyle. Tears streamed down his face as he stared at me, then he mouthed one word before running away.

"Traitor"