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Chapter 28
Stan's POV
I'm fixing breakfast for Wendy, Little Dude, and me. Wendy, who stayed the night, comes in the kitchen and I can tell she's' confused. "What's going on? I thought you were going to South Park early?" She asks.
"Change of plans."
"Why?"
"Kenny called last night and told me not to let Little Dude out of my sight."
"Why, what's going on?"
"He wouldn't say, but he sounded very upset." I move closer to her and whisper, "I'm really worried about him."
"Call him and find out what's going on."
I nod and ask her to take over the cooking. I go in my room so Little Dude doesn't hear anything. "I'm calling to speak with Kenny McCormick."
"I'm sorry, but he can't have phone calls at the moment. May I take a message?" The lady tells me. That's odd, I know I'm calling within the right hours.
"Is he okay? This is kind of important."
"He's fine, he had to handle an important issue."
"What issue?" Now I'm really worried. I wonder if he's in some kind of trouble.
"I'm sorry, but I can't say. Now would you like to leave a message or not?"
"No thanks, I'll try again later." I hang up and go back into the kitchen.
"What happened?" Wendy asks.
I shrug. "He's handling some issue. I'm going out there."
"What about your classes?"
"I'll email my professors."
"Are you taking Drew?"
I nod. "Of course. I'll text you when I get there."
"Okay, but what about your breakfast?"
"I'll grab something on the way! Come on Little Dude." I take his hand and head out to the car. I don't know what's going on with Kenny, but I need to hurry up and find out.
Kenny's POV
"Thank you for everything Dr. Wilson." I say after leaving my therapy session. I had to give a police statement about Kevin followed by a therapy session. I told her everything about Kevin, I didn't leave out a single detail. It feels good to get it out to an adult. I feel like I'm starting to take back some of my control.
"You're welcome. I'm glad you opened up the way you did. I wish you did this your first visit." She smiles.
I shake my head. "I don't think it would've changed anything."
"You never know! You may have found the strength to turn in your brother sooner."
"I think the threat to my son is what gave me the strength."
"Either way, I'm proud of you." She pats me on the shoulder.
"Thank you."
"I'll check in with you in a few days." I nod as she walk off. I head towards my room.
"Don't go too far Kenny." The receptionist tells me. Oh no, what now? "You have a visitor."
I raise my eyebrow. "I do?" The last time I was told that…
"Daddy!" I hear Drew squeal. He runs over to me and gives me a big hug. Stan is following behind him. This is the kind of visitor I like!
"Hey buddy! I'm so glad you're okay!" I tear up. I'm relieved to know he's safe and sound and in my arms.
"Of course I am daddy." He frowns. "Why wouldn't I be?"
"No reason." I hug him again. I look up at Stan. "Thank you for bringing him to see me."
Stan narrows his eyes at me. "You have some explaining to do!"
I nod in agreement. "Not in front of him." I point at Drew. "It may be too traumatizing for him."
"I agree." He asks the receptionist if she can keep an eye on Drew for a few minutes. She agrees and Stan takes me in a room so we can chat. He closes the door behind him and folds his arms.
"Okay, now what's going on? What issue were you handling earlier? I tried to call you!"
I let out a sigh. Now it's time to open up to Stan. "I need to start from the beginning. Not only have I been doing drugs, I'm also-"
"A male prostitute and Kevin's your pimp?" He cuts me off. "Yeah, I know. Bebe told Wendy and me everything."
"She did?" I guess I shouldn't be that surprised, Bebe has never been known to keep secrets.
"Yes dude! Why the hell didn't you tell any of us?"
"Well…" I look away from him.
"Well what?"
"Someone kind of knew the truth?"
"Who?"
"Kyle?"
"How did he know?"
This is the embarrassing part. "Cartman's mom was a client. Cartman found out and wanted to kick my ass! Kyle was there and he told Kyle what I was doing. I never confirmed or denied it. But Kyle figured it out anyway."
"Why didn't he say anything?"
"I spoke to Kyle earlier and he explained everything. It was all a part of his plan. A plan he had with Karen."
Stan seems taken aback. "Karen knew about this too?"
I nod. "Kevin told her what he was doing to me. He was trying to get her involved, but she refused. She told Kyle what she knew and vice versa so they put the plan in motion to get Kevin caught."
"Why wasn't I included?"
"You hated Megan and blamed her. They needed those emotions to be real for it to work."
"That's a bunch of crap! They blamed her as much I do!"
"They wanted it to look real."
Stan raises his eyebrow. "So Megan was in on it too?"
I shake my head. "Nope, she doesn't have a clue. They knew Kevin was going to slip up eventually, but they weren't sure how. They figured he would either visit me in the hospital or in rehab. Kyle alerted the staff in both places about Kevin. He came here and attacked me-"
"Why did they even let him near you?"
"Again, that was the plan. Kyle knew he would get violent. He was getting ready to leave, but there was a cop waiting for him. They asked me if he hit me. I said he did and he was arrested."
Stan claps. "Good! Best news I've heard in awhile."
"I had to give an official statement earlier. I told them everything he's done for the last six years. They've already searched his car and found drugs and they're going to search his house. They also have his phone so they were able to reach some of the clients."
"Oh he's done." Stan smirks.
"I hope so."
"So why the panicked call last night about not taking Little Dude out of my sight?"
"Before he left, he told me that if I didn't go back to prostitution, he was going to make sure Drew had an accident."
Stan's face turns red with anger. "That sick bastard! He's lucky he's in jail!"
"Even with him in jail, I'm still worried. He can send someone after him. I'm really afraid for him."
"I won't let anything happen to Little Dude, I promise."
"I know you won't, but that's why I wanted to warn you. I couldn't tell you last night because I had to keep my call brief since it was after phone hours."
"What about you? Do you think he'll send someone after you?"
I nod. "It's possible, but I'm more so concerned about Drew. He's just a child, he wouldn't see it coming or know how to handle it."
Stan hits the wall. "I can't believe that bastard would threaten a child! I don't give a damn if he is your brother, if anything happens to Little Dude, I'll kill him with my bare hands!"
"I feel the same way. Thank goodness school is almost over. It will be easier to keep an eye on him."
"That's true. In the meantime, I'll make sure he doesn't fall behind on his school work."
I smile. "Thanks dude, you're a great friend."
"He's my godson, you know I would do anything for him."
"I appreciate that."
"I still can't believe Kyle set this up and didn't tell me!"
"Only he and Karen knew. He's been busy at Princeton." I laugh.
Stan chuckles. "I see. I'll go bring Little Dude in here so you can spend some time with him before we have to leave."
"Actually, I'll go get him." I put the brakes on my wheelchair and slowly get up and make my way towards the door.
"Dude!" Stan says in shock.
I'm starting to feel pain, so I open the door and stand by it. "Drew, you can come in!" I yell out. He comes in the room and I make my way back to my wheelchair.
"Daddy, you're walking!" He hugs me.
"I'm not completely healed, but my physical therapist said I need to try to do a little walking every day."
"Don't overdo it, dude."
"I'm not, that's probably the most I'm going to do today." I laugh. "Dr. Roberts will be proud of me."
"Can I sit in your lap?" Drew asks.
I smile and nod. "Of course."
"I'll give you two some time alone." Stan announces before leaving. Drew is telling me about what he's been up to since I've been in here. I'm listening to him, but all I can think about is how much I really want to protect him from Kevin. Poor kid has no idea he's in danger. I hug him once again.
