Well here's Chapter 17. Sorry for the long wait.

Chapter 17

Beep…Beep…Beep.

Stan slowly opens his eyes and looks around. He realizes that he's lying in a bed and he's hooked up to machines. Both of his wrists are bandaged and his head is bandaged as well. He notices his mom sleeping in a chair. He moves his lips, but nothing comes out. Sharon wakes up and notices that Stan's eyes are open. She rushes to his bed.

"Baby, you're awake! I'm so glad." She kisses him multiple thoughts. "We really thought we lost you. Don't worry honey, mommy's going to be here for you from now on ok?"

Stan, who looks confused, nods. He tries moving his lips again, but again there's no sound. His eyes start to tear up.

"I'm going to go get the doctor sweetie. I'll be right back." She turns to walk off when Stan touches her hand.

"M-mo...om…" He manages to get out weakly.

"Don't say anything honey. Let me get the doctor ok?" Stan shakes his head slowly. "Don't worry, the doctor is going to help you not hurt you." Sharon walks out of the room. Randy, Shelly, Kyle, Kenny, Red, Wendy, and Token are standing outside the room.

"What's wrong?" Randy questions his wife.

"Stan's awake!"

"That's great!" Wendy exclaims. "I didn't think he was going to make it."

Kyle glares at her. "I knew he was going to pull through."

"Well good, now that he's awake I want to have a few words with him." Randy tries to go in Stan's room, but Sharon stops him.

"Let the doctor see him first." She notices the doctor heading towards the room. "Doctor! I was just coming to see you! My son's awake!"

"Really? I better go in there and examine him." The doctor walks in the room with Sharon and Randy behind him. The doctor gives Stan a full examination. "Stan? Do you know where you are?" Stan shakes his head. "You're in the hospital."

"W-what…h-h-h-happened…to…m-me?"

"You were in a coma, for three months. You were found at Stark's Pond unconscious. There was drug paraphernalia found around you. We ran a toxicology report and it came out positive for cocaine and opiates, which, judging by the paraphernalia the opiates were most likely heroin. We believe that you were extremely high and passed out hitting your head on a rock in the process. Not only that, but you've also slit your wrists." Stan's eyes begin to tear up.

"Don't you even think about crying!" Randy blurts out.

"Randy…" Sharon gave her husband a warning look.

"Sharon, let me handle this!" He focuses his attention back on Stan. "What the fuck were thinking? Drugs? I know your mother and I raised you better than that."

"D-dad…I-I'm not taking d-drugs."

"Bullshit Stan! You tested positive for cocaine and heroin! How the hell do you explain that?"

"I-I don't know." Stan starts crying.

"I know because you were injecting that shit into you. I saw the fucking needles." He looks at Sharon. "It all makes sense now. The failing grades, the drastic weight loss, the bruises on him." He looks back at Stan. "Has your drug pusher been kicking your ass?"

"I don't have a drug pusher dad. I'm not taking drugs." He sniffs.

"Randy, leave him alone. He just came out of a coma." Sharon tells Randy as she rubs Stan's shoulder.

"I've waited three months to have this conversation with him, I'm not putting this off any longer."

"You're going to have to. He's trying to cope with what's happened to him. Give him some time to recover."

"No! It's his own damn fault he's in this situation."

"We don't know that."

"I do. I told you months ago I thought he was on drugs. This fucking proves it."

"No it doesn't Randy."

"Sharon, I'm not going to argue with you about this." He turns his attention back to Stan. "Not only that…" He grabs both of Stan's arms so that he can see that his wrists are bandaged. "You're fucking cutting yourself! What the fuck is the matter with you?" Randy starts shaking him. "Huh? What's wrong with you?"

"D-dad, please stop it!" Stan cries even harder.

"Randy please! Wait until Stan is well enough to have this conversation with you. Now isn't the time." Sharon tells her husband.

"Fine, I'll drop it…for now." He looks at Stan. "I hope you know you're in a lot of trouble when you get home. I need a fucking beer." He storms out. Stan bursts into tears. Sharon sits down beside him and lays his head on her shoulder. Stan starts shaking.

"I'll leave you two alone." The doctor tells her.

"Thank you."

"It's for the best that you try to keep him calm. I don't want him to have any setbacks." He whispers to her.

"I will doctor, don't worry." The doctor leaves. She kisses Stan on his forehead. "It's going to be ok baby, it's going to be ok."

"Mom, I'm not taking drugs I swear. You have to believe me."

"I believe you baby." She tells her son gently as she wipes his tears. She rocks him back and forth. "You know some of your friends are here to see you."

"Really?"

"Yeah, there's Wendy, Kyle, Kenny, Red, and Token."

"T-Token…?"

"Yes honey. They've all been so worried about you. We all have. We just want you to get better so you can come home." Suddenly there's a knock on the door and the door slowly opens. Wendy walks into the room. "Hi Wendy."

"Hi Mrs. Marsh!" Wendy greets her gleefully. "Is it ok for me to come in?"

"Of course sweetie."

Wendy walks over to Stan's bed. "You look famished Mrs. Marsh. Maybe you should get something to eat."

"You're right dear. I haven't had anything to eat all day, I've just been worried about my baby."

"I understand. We've all been worried about him. Why don't you go to the cafeteria and get a bite to eat?"

"I think I'll do that. Will you stay here with him until I get back?"

"Yeah no problem."

"Mom, please don't go…" Stan pleas with his mother.

"Oh honey, I'll be back in a little bit." Sharon tells her distressed son.

"Don't leave me here, please. I'm begging you." His eyes began to tear up.

"Stan, I promise I'll be back soon. Besides, Wendy will be here with you."

"Yeah Stan, you're in good hands don't worry." Wendy smiles at Stan.

"Maybe I should stay here with him. He seems really upset."

"Well of course he is. He did just come out of a coma. But you have to take care of yourself…for him. Go get something to eat."

"Ok…" She looks at Stan. "I'll see you in a few minutes sweetie." She kisses him on the forehead and leaves. Wendy shuts the door behind her. Wendy sits next to Stan. "I'm glad that you're doing better, baby."

"This is your fault." Stan mumbles.

"What?"

"I said this is your fault. You and Token."

"What are you talking about?"

"I remember now…"

"Remember what?"

"You and Token…you beat me up. You injected needles into my arm. It was drugs wasn't it?"

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Yes you do. I broke up with you and then you and Token attacked me. You slit my wrists and he slammed my head on a rock. You guys could've killed me!"

"Well you're not dead so stop bitching!"

"How could you do this to me Wendy? My parents think I'm on drugs. My dad is going to fucking kill me when I get home because of what you did!"

"You should've thought about that before you broke up with me…"

"I did it for my own safety. You kept beating me up. One can only take so much abuse!"

Wendy slaps him. "Watch how you talk to me! I NEVER abused you."

"What do you call it?"

"I don't think I like your attitude Stan." She looks at the door and then back at Stan. "But don't worry, I have something that will take care of that." She pulls a needle out her pocket. "I have a friend that I thought you might want to get reacquainted with."

"MO-" Stan begins to yell as Wendy covers his mouth.

"Silly boy, your mom went to get food. She's not going to be able to hear you." She injects the needle into his arm. Tears began to fall from Stan's eyes. Wendy wipes his tears. "There, don't you feel better now?" There's a knock on the door and Wendy quickly puts the needle back into her pocket. The door opens and the Doctor comes in.

"Hello Doctor."

"Hi, I just came to check on my patient. May I have a moment alone with him?"

"Sure." Wendy kisses Stan on the cheek before she leaves.

"Doctor, when I can go home? I hate being in the hospital?" Stan asks the doctor teary-eyed.

"It will be a few more days."

"Oh man. I don't know how much more of this I can take."

"Well, I'm afraid I have some bad news for you."

"What is it?"

"After running a few tests on you, I found that you have Chalmydia, which is an STD."

"You're joking right?"

"I'm afraid not."

Stan bursts into tears. "How could this of happened? I didn't have any kind of symptoms or anything."

"Sometimes it takes symptoms a few weeks to show up, and sometimes people don't get any symptoms at all."

"How can I get rid of this?"

"I'll prescribe an antibiotic. But you have to remember to use protection when having sexual intercourse. Have you had multiple partners?"

"No, I've only been with one person."

"Well I think it's best that you let her know so that she can be tested as well."

"I will." Stan wipes his eyes.

"I'm going to go check on a few other patients, so I'll be back shortly. Do you want me to tell your friend to come back in?"

"Please don't. Can you ask my friends Kyle and Kenny to come in if they're still here?"

"Sure thing." The doctor leaves. Stan cries to himself, but quickly wipes his eyes when he hears a knock on the door.

"Come in." Kyle, Kenny, and Red come into Stan's room.

"Hey dude, how are you feeling?" Kyle asks as he sits down in a chair next to him.

"As well as any other coma patient. I just want to go home."

"You'll be home soon enough. Now tell me what the hell is going on. I know you're not taking drugs." Stan lowers his head. "Stan? Are you?"

Stan lifts his head up and looks at Kyle, then Kenny, then Red, and then back down again. Tears began to form in his eyes. He looks up again. "If I tell you guys something, you have to promise me you'll keep it in this room."

"I promise." Both Kenny and Red tell him.

"That depends on what it is." Kyle adds.

"KYLE! Promise me!" Stan demands.

Kyle lets out a deep side. "Ok, fine. What is it?"

"Wendy and Token…they injected drugs into me and made me sniff drugs…" Stan mumbles.

"WHAT?" The other three say in unison.

"Wendy and Token gave you drugs?" Kyle asks.

"Yes!"

"What exactly happened?"

"I don't remember it that well, but I remember dumping Wendy and then her and Token beat me up. Wendy stuck needles in my arms and Token made me sniff something." Tears fall from his eyes.

"Is that all that happened?"

"Well I remember Wendy slitting my wrists and Token slamming my head onto a rock. The next thing I know I woke up here."

"Did you tell the doctor this?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"I didn't remember at first. I remembered when Wendy came in here."

"She's a fucking bitch. Did she do anything to you when she was in here?"

"She slapped me and stuck another needle in me."

"What a bitch! As for Token…I should go kick his ass right now." He turns to leave, but Kenny stops him. "What are you doing?"

"Stan needs you right now. Token can wait."

"Look at what they did to Stan."

"I know, but not now."

"Thank you Kenny." Stan tells him.

"Stan, I think it's time you told your parents."

"I can't, my dad will be pissed."

"Why would he?"

"I don't know. He's always mad at me for something."

"Well your parents really need to know what's going on."

"I can't tell them. I just can't…" Stan sobs.

"Honey," Red begins as she puts her hand on his, "don't you think this has gotten out of hand? You were in a coma for three months. What if the next time Wendy attacks you she kills you?"

"I broke up with her."

"That doesn't mean she won't come after you. She did this to you right after you broke up with her."

"It doesn't matter. My parents can never find out."

"I'm sure you can at least tell your mom." Kyle adds.

"Then SHE'LL tell my dad. My dad can never know about this."

"This is about your safety Stan." Kenny tells him. "She's going to keep doing this as long as you let her get away with it. That crazy bitch should be in jail."

"I don't want her to go to jail. I don't want her to get in trouble."

"So you rather take the risk of her killing you?"

"She won't."

"That's it!" Kyle stands up. "I'm getting your mother whether you like it or not." He heads towards the door.

"Kyle no! You promised you wouldn't say anything!"

"I'm not going to tell her. YOU are!" He leaves.

"KYLE!" Stan yells as he breaks down.

"We just want to help to you Stan." Red tells him gently. "This really has to stop."

"Red's right Stan. Once your mom knows about this, it's going to be over." Kenny adds in.

Stan buries his face into his hands and continues to cry. Red pats his shoulder. "Everything's going to be fine sweetie, you'll see."

Seconds later Kyle and Sharon come back into the room. Sharon has a confused look on her face. "What's going on in here? Stan honey, why are you crying?" Stan looks up at his mother.

"Stan…it's time for you to tell her…everything." Kyle tells him.

"Tell me what? Kyle, what is this all about?"

"We'll leave you and Stan alone to talk. Come on guys." Him, Kenny, and Red leave.

You know the drill. R&R