Chapter Title: Mind Is Yelling For Your Help
P.O.V.:
First Part: Kenny
Second Part: Cartman
Song: Hang Me Up T Dry by: Cold War Kids
I stumble outside, not listening to the police's cries. I just walked down the side walk, the snow crunched beneath my shoes. My sobs began to sneak upon me again, but I kept going. No so long after, I could no long control my sobbing, and I screamed. I clutched my fist and slammed my knuckles into the ground. I repeated this, until, my fist bleed, and the snow was tainted with red.
I wasn't very strong. I was weak at the moment. My emotions and fate had turned on my, just to make me hurt. I swallowed, panting heavily, and me, a mess. But, I had to make it to where I was going. Now. I stood but up, collecting myself, then keep stumbling on. Until I reached where I was going: A pay phone.
I put 50 cents in, and dialed my best friends number: Eric Cartman. The phone rang, and I begged for him to answer.
"Hello?"
"H-Hi Cartman its m-me Kenny…"
"Hey Ken, why are you calling me from a pay phone?"
"I-I need you t-to pick me u-up. Please? "
"Why Kenneh, what's wrong?"
"I'll tell you when you pick me up! Please…Just please…" I said, sobbing.
"…I'm on my way…"
I leaned against the pole and sobbed. I didn't know what to do, I just wanted to sit there and freeze.
"K-Kenneh…"
I looked up. Cartman was getting out of his truck.