Disclaimer- I do NOT own South Park. Except for Kenny..... did I just say that out loud?

Rated M for language and content in this chapter.

songfic is Monsoon By Tokio Hotel

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When Everything Goes Downhill

by midnight harvest moon

Chapter 2

(Eric POV)

"Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaam!"

This time the reply was a scream of horror!

"Mam!" I jumped and ran upstairs. The scream came from her room!

When I got into her room it was dark, to dark to see. I flickered on the lights and standing there, was a man. I've never seen him before. He had a brown beard and brown eyes filled with hate. He had brown hair that was in a low ponytail and he was tall. He was holding a gun pointed at mam's bed and in the bed, was mam.

"Mam!" I screamed. She was tied to the bed by four ropes.

"Pull off your clothes boy or the lady gets it!" The man yelled.

"Wh-who the h-hell are you?" I stammered, stricken with fear.

"Pull 'em off,boy, now!"

"Don't do what he says!" Mam pleaded.

The man slapped her. "Shut up!"

"I-I"

The sound of a gun shot ran threw the room, a scream, then silence. Tears

filled my eyes. I tried to scream. I tried to run, but I was frozen. Sure, my mom was a crack whore who had boy and girl parts but she was also my mam. I started to bawl.

"I told you boy!" The man walked up to me and threw me against the wall. I stayed frozen.

He walked up to me and ripped my clothes off, starting with my hat, then shirt, then pants. Then he took off his own pants and squatted down. "Suck. My. Balls."

I still sat there frozen. He put a gun up to my head. "Do it boy!"

I slowly put my mouth around his balls and sucked genitally. My life was officially over, I was scared.

The man stroked my gentiles. After that was a blur. I remember sitting on the floor after he left, unable to move. Unable to cry. I was stricken with fear. I remember the phone ringing and listening to Butters' voice leave a message. But I didn't care about Butters at the moment. I didn't care about anything.

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(Kyle POV)

"Where's Cartman? He should be here by now" Stan questioned.

"The fatass is probably just skipping again" I replied. Stan, Kenny and I were standing by the bus stop. We were missing Cartman but, whatever.

"Wait isn't today the pie eating contest?" Kenny mumbled under his hood.

"Oh yeah! Cartman was really excited about that!" Stan remembered.

"Then where the hell is he?" I wondered.

"Maybe he forgot" Stan suggested.

"Yeah maybe" I said, trying not to sound disappointed. I looked at the ground and balled my hands into fists. 'I don't care about Cartman not being here, what's wrong with me?'

The bus pulled up to the bus stop. "Come on we're going to be late!" The ugly-faced bus driver yelled.

"Shut up fat bitch!" Stan yelled.

"What did you say!?"

"I said, your mom is a fat bitch"

"Oh okay"

"Wow that actually worked" Stan mumbled as we sat down.

I looked out the window for awhile until a voice interrupted.

"Hey fellas!" The blond happily greeted.

"Hi Butters" Kenny's mumbled voice greeted.

"Fellas, have you seen Eric? He didn't show up at my house or ans- or answer his ph-phone last night."

"No...we haven't seen him" Stan said with wonder in his tone.

'Where the hell could he be?' I wondered.

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Later that day, me, Kenny and Stan were all hanging out in Stan's room, killing zombies on his newest game.

"Dude this game kicks ass!" I exclaimed in full game-mode.

"Woohoo!" Kenny screamed as he blew up one hundred zombies in a mine field, and me.

"Dammit Kenny you blew me up!" I exclaimed. Kenny pointed at me and laughed.

"My turn" Stan said. I threw him the controller.

"Hey why don't you call Cartman and see why he wasn't at school today?" Stan suggested a few minutes later.

I sighed "Do I have to?"

"Yes, Kyle" I sighed again and walked over to the phone. I picked it up and dialed Cartman's number. After three rings someone picked up.

"Hello?"

"Hey" I greeted.

"K-kahl? What do you want?" He sounded nervous but he tried to cover it up by acting tough.

"I was just...where were you today?"

"I was skipping wh-what do you think I was doing, jew?"

"I just thought- it was the hot dog eating contest today, remember?"

"S-so?"

"Whatever, bye fatass" I heard a click so I hung up. I walked over to Stan and Kenny.

"Kenny you're to fucking good at this game!" Stan threw his contoller. Kenny laughed once again. "Oh hey Kyle what did Cartman say?" Stan asked.

"He said he was just skipping but..."

"But what?"

"Nothing, he's fine" I concluded. He was probably just fine....right? Nothing to bad could be happing to him. I hope.

A/N: This chapter would have been even longer but I decided that would have been rushing the story to much so you're gonna have to just wait =p. I promise the next chapter is gonna be the best one so far (I think) or maybe just the longest....don't know.