I'm sorry for the long wait, writer's block is a BITCH! This is a slow chapter, but things will pick up in Chapter 20. Enjoy.

Chapter 19

It's been a month since Stan came out of his coma and he's now back home recovering. Stan is in his bed and his mother is feeding him soup. He snatches the spoon from his mom.

"Mom, I can do it myself!" Stan snaps. Stan tries to feed himself, but ends up spilling soup on his bed.

"Honey, let me do it." His mother tells him gently. "You just need some more time to get it right."

"Well I can't get better if you do it for me."

"I know Stan, I'm just-" Suddenly the doorbell rings. "I'll be right back." She answers the door and it's Kenny and Ike. "Oh hello boys. How are you?"

"Fine Mrs. Marsh." Kenny replies. "Is it ok to see Stan?"

"Sure. He's not really himself though."

"That's understandable considering everything he's been through."

Sharon smiles at him. "Follow me." They head to Stan's room and find him with his head buried in his hands. "Stan, what's wrong?"

"I knocked the bowl of soup over. God, I'm so pathetic!" He cries.

Sharon notices the bowl on the ground and picks it up. "You're not pathetic, you just have to be a little more patient. These things take time."

"Mom, I'm 17 years old! I should be able to feed myself."

"But sweetie, you had an accident. It's going to be awhile before you're your old self again."

"The doctor said I'll never be 100 percent again. Don't try to sugar coat things."

"I'm sorry Stan. By the way, Kenny and Ike are here to see you."

He looks at them and then looks angrily at his mother. "You could've told me they were here!"

"I was going to, but you were so upset I just-"

"I don't want to hear any excuses! Get out of my room!"

"Maybe we should come back another time…" Kenny decides to throw in.

"NO! Stay, come on in." Stan tells them. They slowly walk in.

"I'll leave you boys alone." Sharon says as she grabs the bowl and leaves.

"Where's Kyle? Why isn't he here?" Kenny and Ike exchange looks. "Well?"

"Stan, your dad told Kyle he can't come near you." Kenny explains.

"Why the fuck not? He's my best friend."

"Your dad thinks you two are having some kind of affair or something and he said Kyle isn't allowed to be around you."

"That's bullshit! Where did he get an idea like that from?"

"From Wendy…"

"Why would Wendy do that?"

"Because she's psycho. She pissed off that you dumped her."

Stan gives Kenny a blank stare. "I dumped her…?"

"You really don't remember do you?"

"I wouldn't do that, I love Wendy."

"Don't you remember? Wendy abuses you. It's her fault that you were in a coma."

"No, it was because of Token! He beat me up. It's because of him I had to miss three months of my life! Because of him, I can't even feed myself anymore!" He eyes began to well up. "Because of him I can't fucking walk, I'm stuck in this bed! Because of him I'm having a hard time remembering things! That bastard has ruined my life! I hate him! I fucking hate him!" He breaks down in tears.

"Stan, I'm sorry you're suffering right now, but things will get better. As for Token, that's not how it happened. From what you told us in the hospital Token AND Wendy drugged you and beat you up. Does any of that ring a bell?"

Stan thinks for a minute. "The drug part sounds familiar. My dad believes I'm on drugs and is trying to send me to rehab."

"Are you serious?"

"Yeah, my dad never believes anything I say. He's convinced that I have a problem and he's going to make sure it's fixed. But I find it hard to believe that Wendy would have anything to do with what you're saying."

"I'm telling you she is. Have you even seen her since you got home?"

Stan thinks for a minute. "Now that you mention it, no she hasn't. She hasn't called me either."

"It's because your mom told her to stay away from you."

"What the fuck is going on? My dad said Kyle can't come near me, my mom told Wendy to stay away from me. What's that about?"

"Well as I already told you, Wendy has been physically abusing you since last summer."

"Which I told you wasn't true…"

"Anyway, your dad thinks Kyle raped you and gave you a disease."

"That's crazy! Kyle would never do anything like that! Where would my dad get a crazy idea like that from?"

"From your pissed off ex girlfriend. She was mad that you dumped her so she came up with that lie to keep Kyle away from you. She's managed to convince herself and your dad that you were cheating on her with Kyle and Red."

"Isn't Red your girlfriend?"

"Yeah."

"Well I hope you know that I would never do anything with her, I swear."

"You don't need to explain."

"I just feel like I should. You're my friend, I wouldn't do that to you. I don't even look at Red like that and I'm sure she's feels the same way about me."

"I know that Stan. But your dad isn't convinced of that. He said Red wasn't allowed near you either."

"This is crazy! Get Kyle on the phone, I want him here."

"He's here Stan." Ike steps in.

"Really? Where?"

"He's in the car."

"Well why the hell is he out there?"

"He wanted to make sure your dad wasn't home before he came in."

"He's at work, get him NOW!" Ike leaves and returns with Kyle moments later.

"Hey dude." Kyle says gently.

"Hey, come over here and give me a hug." Kyle gives him a hug. Tears begin to fall from Stan's eyes.

"What's the matter?"

"I'm just really happy to see you, that's all." Stan says as he wipes his eyes. "Sorry, I've just been so emotional lately."

"It's ok, how are you feeling?"

"I feel like shit. I feel like I've been stuck in this bed forever."

"Don't worry, you'll have your old life back soon. How's the physical therapy going?"

"Great, except for the fact that I still can't walk yet."

"It will happen."

"I hope sooner than later. I just want to get out of this bed so I can spend some time with my girlfriend."

Kyle smacks his forehead. "Dude, she's not your girlfriend anymore! You broke up with her remember? Don't EVER say that shit again!" Kyle yells. Kenny pulls Kyle aside.

"Look, I've noticed he's having a hard time remembering things. Try not to get frustrated with him. He really can't help it. Probably that blow to his head did it or something."

"Oh really? I had no idea. It just really pissed me off hearing him call Wendy his girlfriend after all the shit she put him through."

"I know, but just bear with him and gently explain to him what's really going on. He's convinced that it's Token's fault that he was in that coma. He doesn't blame Wendy at all."

Kyle sighs. "I'll do my best, but I can't promise anything." He walks over to Stan. "Look dude, you and Wendy are over. You broke up with her right before her and Token beat you into a coma."

"NO! Token was the one who beat me up! It's his fault I was in a coma! I swear to god as soon as I get my strength back, I'm going to make him pay for what he did!"

"What about Wendy? She's the one who needs to pay. She's put you through hell. Pouring boiling water on your back, beating you with belts, drugging you, giving you concussions, lying about who her baby's father is, need I go on?"

Stan covers his ears. "I'm not hearing this! I refuse to listen to this garbage!"

Kyle pulls his hands away from his ears and starts shaking him. "You better listen! This is your fucking life I'm telling you about! You need to hear this shit!"

"Kyle stop it!" Kenny tells him.

"No, I want him to hear me!" He stops shaking him. He looks at Stan who is looking at him with fear in his eyes. "Stan, I-I'm sorry."

"Kyle…what did I do? Why are you so angry with me?" Stan begins shaking.

"I'm sorry, I'm not angry with you. It's just I hate hearing you talk like this about Wendy. I know it's not your fault that you can't remember that well. I really hope for your sake you DO remember what she put you through so you can leave her alone. You're my best friend, and I really don't want her to hurt again."

"She won't hurt me. We love each other." Stan smiles.

Kyle rolls his eyes. "I don't know what else to say."

"Just be happy for me. Please. When you fall in love, you'll understand."

"I will never be happy for you as long as you're with that bitch. I have nothing more to say so I'm leaving." Just as he's about to head out the door, Randy comes in.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Randy asks Kyle.

"I came here to see Stan."

"I thought I told you to stay away from my son!"

"I know, and I'm sorry. I just had to see how he was doing."

"Why, so you can rape him again? Maybe even give him another disease? Or do you want to give him some more drugs?"

Kyle laughs to himself. "I don't have time for this." He says as he tries to walk off, but Randy grabs him and shoves him up against the wall.

"What did I tell you would happen if you came near my son again? HUH?" He screams in Kyle's ear. "I told you I would have you arrested and I meant it!"

"Dad no!" Stan tries to plea with his dad. "Kyle didn't do anything to me I swear. He just wanted to make sure that I was ok."

"SHUT UP! I told you before that this bastard isn't welcome in this house!" He picks up the phone.

"Mr. Marsh, you've got it all wrong." Kenny steps in. "Kyle isn't like that. He was just being a concerned best friend."

"Tell it to the judge."

"I really think you're overreacting…" Kyle tells him.

"Well let's see if the police feel the same way."

"Dad, please give him another chance! I promise he'll never come over again, just don't have him arrested." Stan continues to plea.

Randy glares at him for a minute before putting the phone down. He looks at Kyle, Kenny, and Ike. "I want the three of you out of here, NOW!" He looks at Kyle. "I mean it this time, if you come here again, you're going to jail, got it?"

"Yes sir." The boys leave. Randy slams Stan's door shut and locks it. Randy glares at him.

"Thanks for not calling the police on him dad, I really appreciate it." Stan smiles at him only to receive a back slap in return. "Ow!"

"I guess I didn't make myself clear in the hospital…"

"Dad, I honestly don't remember you saying that."

Randy slams him into his headboard. "Don't play dumb with me! You know you fucking remember!" He slams him again.

"Dad! My head, that hurts!" Tears form in his eyes.

"SHUT UP! You let Kyle kick your ass all the time, why shouldn't I be able to get my hits in?" He punches him in the face.

Stan is now crying. "He never hits me dad, I swear."

"Oh right, according to your mother Wendy does."

"No she doesn't."

He punches Stan in the chest. "I don't want to hear it! So did give you any drugs?"

Stan grabs his chest and is trying to catch his breath. "Of course not."

"Like I'll believe anything that comes out of your mouth!" He raises his hand again as Stan ducks.

"Randy, is that you?" He hears Sharon call.

"Yes honey, I was just checking on Stan."

"Well come here I need your help with something."

"I'll be right there." He glares at Stan. "This discussion isn't over." He slaps him one last time. "Oh, and you're still going to rehab." He walks off. Stan watches him walk off shaking and in tears.

R&R