I walked up the path to Cartman's house, feeling anxious and confused. I needed someone to talk to, I wanted to talk to Kyle about what he said… but he was out.

"Is Eric Home?"

"He's in his room dear, blue berry muffin?" Ms Cartman handed me the muffin on the tray, I received it gratefully it was probably my supper tonight. I hadn't entered this house for years, it surprised me how Ms Cartman managed to get the house back after all those years. I turned the door knob of Eric's bedroom when I suddenly heard a loud moan.

"What the fuck?"

I undid my hood and stared around, it seemed to becoming from the bathroom. I opened the door a teeny bit, and I dropped my mouth open for what I saw. Eric Cartman was standing up, trousers down, a picture of wait a moment… ME? Perched on the toilet set.

I shut the door slowly before running to his bedroom. What the fuck? Was Cartman a fag? After all those years, he was a fag himself! I shook my fists in anger as I remembered he had sworn he was straight. Broke ya promise didn't you Eric.

"Oh, hi Ken! What happened at school? Did a bunch of hippies get pissed or something? Cartman came back in his bedroom, completely calm. I clenched my fists tighter, why was he so super duper?

"Eric, look the only reason why I came over was that I was gonna help you not to self harm ok?" I looked at him, hoping that I could see a firm believer in him.

"Kenny, I don't need help." Cartman wiped his eyes and sat on the bed.

"YES YOU DO CARTMAN AND IF YOU WON'T HELP YOURSELF THEN IM GONNA HELP YOU OK!"

I ran up to him on the bed, pulled open his t-shirt to show him.

"This…. You need it Eric."

"I TOLD YOU I JUST WANT YOU TO—"

I shushed him by forcing my mouth on his, making him realise that if he didn't stop then I would not be there for him anymore. I felt him wrap his arms around me as the kiss deepened.I wascompletely stunned.. what the hell was he doing? But.. he's actually a good kisser… I moaned loudly the amount of lust rushing through my body like a waterfall, nothing matter right now, just Eric. Not Even Stan. Eric. Eric. Eric. I reached for his hand and entwined his with my own and felt a sudden rush of blood downstairs. We would have carried on for but a voice could be heard at the door.

"Eric Dear?"

"MOM! FUCK SAKE IM IM ARGH!" Cartman suddenly moaned with such pleasure that I nearly toppled off his stomach.

"Kenny!"

"Eric? Dear? Is everything ok"

"YES OH ARGHHHHHHHH!" I smiled, pulled the covers over the half naked boy and poked my head around the door.

"Are you boys alright in there?"

"Yeah, no need to worry Ms Cartman."

"Well, have fun boys, im downstairs making cookies if anybody wants one."

"Bye Ms Cartman."

Cartman and me giggled while we went back to work moaning out each other's name in pure, deep lust.

I smiled as I looked back at Eric. He was asleep, snoring peacefully. I moaned as I saw his chest again and I quietly ran out of the house. I walked down the road, happy that I stopped Eric from self harming his self this night.

"Oh look, it's the Traitor..." I spun around and saw Kyle standing there.

"Kyle, how the hell am I a traitor?"

"You KNEW I fancied Stan. You KNEW I loved him! Yet you go out with him and steal his heart!" Kyle shouted, making me feel nervous.

"And I saw what you and that fuck were doing right now... And NO Kenny you weren't trying to help him with his homework or whatever."

"How the fuck did you fucking find out?"

"I have my sources."

"Go and fuck yourself Kyle, it was only a one off, it won't happen again you know."

"Yeah right, Kenny look I know you. I just want you to stop messing Stan around. He's my best friend ok? We've been through lots of times together ok? I don't want our friendship ruined because of you."

I couldn't take it, I ran away, the cold splashing against my face as I ran. I knew where I was now going to go.

Stan's.

"Is Stan home?" I said, barely breathing.

"Bloody turd's upstairs." Said Shelly.

"Thanks Shell."

I rushed into Stan's room, there he was, and his eyes were all red and sore as if he'd been crying.

"Stan" I said, clearly concerned.

"He.. Kenny."

"Tell me dude." I wrapped his arms around his neck but to my great surprise he pushed me away. I started to panic, could Kyle have told him about me and Eric? It was a One off though…. But how the hell could Kyle get here and tell him now?

"Im sorry Kenny. I can't."

"Why Not?"

"BECAUSE THEY'LL TEASE ME OK?"

"I GOT TEASED ALL MY FUCKING LIFE STAN… YOU KNOW? YOU REMEMBER?THE POOR ONE, OOH LOOK HERE COMES THE Pooor kid… yeah, lets remind him what he can't have!"

It was true, all my life ive been tormented. They never cared what affect it would have on me. Never. They would tease me about everything, everything I never had. I used to cry after it was over, my mom was Concerned but my dad told me to stop being a pussy. I tried, a I really did. But Nothing ever has a happy ending for me…

Stan got up and said, his back towards me,

"Kenny, I just can't deal with this ok! Im trying to hard, but I need to make everyone like me again."

"So it's it's o-o-over?" Just because you can't stand up for yourself!"

"It's over Kenny. Im Sorry." Stan said, completely ignoring that last sentence.

"Well, are you happy now Kyle? Stan's free." I stopped, too mad to go on. I looked at my watch.

10:30 pm.

Shit...

/\\\Aww man, yeah ive been busy so i haven't been able to update recently. Hehe, Im afraid folks, the next chapter is the last.. I don't ask for reviews. I get them lol./\\