The next few weeks went with a blur. I didn't care about anything. Stan had completely ruined everything, why didn't he want to continue? Getting teased wasn't a good excuse for me, heck it even wasn't a excuse as far as im concerned! I wanted someone who was way much better…. But who the hell could give me that?

"No one" I muttered, looking up at the sky.

"Nobody likes you Kenny McCormick. Face it!" I fought back tears as I hear myself. Stan rarely talked to me, and if he did he would either have Kyle with him. I reached for another Ciggie, I felt my hands touch my pockets there was no one.

"Rats!" I muttered before going into t the nearest shop and getting some, as I came out I spotted someone calling my name.

"KENNY!" I swivelled around; I put the ciggie in my pocket and smiled as I saw Cartman breathlessly running towards me.

"K-Kenny S-Stan…" He stopped and pointed to the huddle over by Starks pond.

"Hey guys what's going…" I stopped hardly daring on what I was seeing. Stan and Kyle were sat on a table and were snogging like kids on a prom night.

I couldn't help my actions for what I did then.

The Sudden hurt..pain that I had felt for the past 2 weeks, the anger, sweat, blood everything.

I had lashed out on Kyle, punching kicking, until I felt he was going to suffer all the pain that I was going through. I called him names, spat at him, heck even wanting to rip his clothes. Kyle had to pay. Then as I finished with Kyle, I started to lash out on Stan, punched him making him realise that my heart was ripping, all the memories… gone.

I got out of the area and just ran. I didn't know where. Anywhere. I knew someone was following me. I couldn't care. I was about to run across the road when Eric grabbed me.

"LEAVE ME ALONE!"

"Kenny, you're coming home with me."

"Is he ok Hon?"

"Yeah, he's just sleeping; he's had a hard day." I slowly opened my eyes and two figures e merged from the darkness.

"W-Where am I? Did I really punch…?" I broke off; suddenly the memory came flooding back to me.

Ms Cartman left a room with a smile as Eric reached forwards towards me. I suddenly felt uneasy; I mean this was the same guy who masturbated while thinking of me… I looked at my friend's face. No emotion, just emptiness. Hmm.

"Eric? Are you… ARGH! Did I really and truly just..." Eric cut me off by putting a finger on my mouth.

"Kenny. Shut it ok!" You're fine. Just fine, um, what I really wanted to talk to you was about that kiss..." He stopped sighed and looked at me searching for a sign.

"Eric, that was just a one off." I swallowed, was I telling the truth?

Stan...

Or

Cartman…?

One great guy or my bestest friend?

"So I meant nothing to you?"

"Well, ARGH! Look I don't know ok!" I gritted my teeth, I didn't want to talk to Cartman right now it was Kyle who I needed…

"YOU MEAN SOMETHING TO ME!" Eric screamed throwing his arms about.

"Look, Right now Kyle and Me need to talk ok?" Cartman breathed heavily, realising he was going nowhere.

"Get out Kenny."

"What?"

"I SAID GET OUT!"

I walked to Stark's pond. I needed to think. I coughed, the after-effects of the fight taking a toll. Whoa, that boy has three heads! I sighed again, wishing that I could just die now. Why can't I die? I Can't anymore, I hate this fucking world.

I kicked a stone and watching it trample away towards the pond. Why couldn't I be that stone? I didn't know anymore. Maybe this was right, the fight… everything.

"Kenny…!" I swivelled round. There, in his red pouf ball hat, was a tear stain Stan Marsh.

"Stan? FUCK OFF!"

I turned round, angry at him, all the anger, frustration coming back.

"No Kenny!"

Stan breathlessy held onto to my hands crying for all he was worth, i looked away from him too upset to see into his eyes.
"I SAID FUCK OFF!"

"KENNY LISTEN! LOOK IM-"

"NO! You kissed Kyle, End of Story!"

"NO, he forced me!"

I knew I should just keep walking but I couldn't.

"What?" I looked at Stan wanting to find some sort of flick in his eyes. Nothing.

"He… f-f-f-forced me!" Stan then doubled up as the tears choked him.

I struggled, was it a lie or genuine? I couldn't tell. I found me patting his back.

"Why didn't you push away?" I demanded the questions popping up.

"If Only I could, whenever I tried it he would pinch me down there and it hurts when Kyle doesn't it!" I stood there taking it all in, had it was been a big misunderstanding then? Was it what really what had happen? There was only one way to find out and i was not prepared to stop it.

Stan's mouth entered mine slowly, but forcefully it felt as if he wanted me for days. I savoured his taste a feeling applause around my body. I knew at that point, I wasn't alone. Kenny… McCormick was loved, felt loved and finally had a happy ending.

Except for Eric Cartman, who was watching them after running after Kenny, sat on the bench crying his eyes out.

END

\\/Thank to all the reviews i got :) Yeah well, i guess that's that. I might do a sequel but im going to be working on more slash at the moment so you never know i might come back to this.

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