Having fun, Bebe?"

"Leave me alone, Clyde"

I broke up with Clyde two months ago. I found out where he goes on Saturday nights. A fucking strip club. He and Kenny used to go there all the time, but after his disappear, Clyde started to go much less and apparently he goes to cry since it reminds him of Kenny; they have kicked him out twice for crying way too much. Still a crybaby.

"Why? What did I do now?" Clyde says with an angry voice.

''I just don't feel like talking."

"Why? You haven't said anything all night!'' Well, that must be because I don't feel life talking, you idiot.

''Well, that must be because she doesn't feel like talking, Clyde…" Token said adding emphasis to his words.
Wow. That's scary.

"Bebe, you sure you are okay?" Wendy asks me with a worried look on her face. This is the third time she asks me. Wendy can be kind of annoying sometimes….

"Yes, Wendy, I'm hundred percent sure."

"Um…Hey guys, I think it's starting to rain already…" Stan stated as he pointed at the window.

We knew it was probably going to rain so we brought umbrellas. We are at TGI Fridays. We always go to TGI Fridays on Friday nights, it's like a tradition. Wendy, Cartman, Stan, Kyle, Butters, Tweek, Craig, Clyde and Token...Kenny used to come with us too...he used to say this place brought him back old memories...

Oh boy, do I miss him…

"Well we better get going, if I'm not home before midnight, my mom is going to kill me!"

"Nobody asked you, you fucking Jew!" Why do we even invite him?

''Shut up, fattas!'' Kyle yells a little too loud.

''Both of you shut up! God, you never stop fighting, do you?" As always, Stan is the first one to interrupt. And then Cartman said something about faggy hippie or some shit.

Okay, we better get moving.

Just when we left TGI Fridays, it started to rain even harder, and we are going to walk home! It's like five minutes from here...Oh, how lucky.

"Well guys, it's not that bad. Yeah, it's raining, but at least we all have umbrellas!" Kyle says trying to make this better.

"B-but what if we slip? Oh Jesus! We-we can die!" I almost forgot Tweek was here, and Craig, and Butters. They haven't said anything for a while.

"Shut up, Tweek." Hi Craig.

"Oh God! T-that's way too much pressure, man! I-I'm going to slip! Gah!" Tweek says with a little twitch.

Then Kyle said a little irritated. "You are not going to slip, Tweek, don't be stupid!"

"Uh sorry fellas, but my parents are going to ground me if I get home wet! C-can we get moving?" Finally, Butters!

"Sure thing, Butters. Hey guys, you going to Red's on Sunday?" Stan asks changing the subject as we start walking.

"Yeah! It's going to be awesome!" Kyle says with a grin on his face. "She always makes the best parties!"

"And her parents are out of town so there is going to be alcohol, fuck yeah!" Cartman exclaims as he throws a fist in the air.

Wendy quickly responds "Well, just becasue her parents are out of town doesn't mean there will be alcohol, I mean, I know Red and she is a really responsable and mature girl. I don't think that she would-"

"Eh, shut up, ho" "Don't call me ho, you fattass!" "Ay! Don't call me fat!"

And they are fighting again... I don't really care anyway. It's always the same, and not even Stan wants to stop it now, he just rolls his eyes, Craig flips them off, and me? I couldn't care less. I have more important stuff to think about, like...emm...like there is something in the other side of the road! It doesn't look like an animal, it's more like a person...sitting in the other side of the road in a puddle... he doesn't have an umbrella either, he is just there, hugging his knees and touching the puddle with his finger... wait...he... What the Hell? I think I have seen him before, it's really dark and cold, and he is wet! Maybe I should get closer to make sure he is okay...

"Hey, are you okay...?" He doesn't even look up.

"Hello?" I'm next to him now, but he has his face lying in his knees. He has blond hair and an orange parka with the hood down...wow, he kind of looks like-

Oh, fuck me.

Shit. He's fucking moving! Why am I not running? Run, you fucking idiot! Run!

"Bebe?" I think I heard someone saying my name...but...I can't say anything. "Bebe what are you doing?" There it is again.

Holy shit, now Kenny is fucking looking at me, he looks sad...but what the fuck? It's fucking Kenny! He isn't supposed to be here!

"Bebe! What are you doing?" "Standing in the rain like a retard, apparently..." I heard the voices but I don't acknowledge who is talking.

"Shut up Cartman!" Wendy?

"Shut up, ho! You fucking hippie!"

"Bebe, we have to go!" Wendy? What? Don't you see him?

"Oh my God! She can't move! She is gonna die! Oh Jesus! Not you to, Bebe! I don't want more weird dreams!" Tweek? What does he mean with weird dreams?

"I'm not going to die, Tweek! Don't you see Ke-" I try to tell them about Kenny but someone interrumps me.

"They can't..." That voice... it's even harder to deny it's Kenny now...why am I not scared? He is supposed to be fucking dead!

"What?"

"Well, at least not right now." He replies.

"What are you talking about?"

"I think you know what I'm talking about. I think you know who I am. I think you know more that you should." He mutters as he looks at me in the eye.

I stay quiet as my brain tries to understand what's going on.

"Why aren't you scared? How come you haven't run away yet?" Kenny queried as he hugs his legs tighter.

"K-Kenny?" I stuttered catching my breath.

"I believe that's still my name." He nodded.

"Why can't anyone see you?" I desperately asked him.

"Well, you can see me, can't you?"

"Why...? What the fuck is going on? Is this just a fucked up dream?" I yelled. I am scared now, my mind just started working.

I am fucking talking to Kenneth fucking McCormick.

I am fucking talking to the fucking boy that was supposed to be fucking dead.

I'm fucking talking to the fucking boy that went fucking missing three fucking months ago!

"It's not a dream, not everything, at least. It's all a lie, but it's not fantasy. It's not the real life, but it's the reality."

"What's going on?" He is really confusing me. And it's scary...

"Bebe!" Leave me alone, Wendy!

"What?" I scream lauder than necessary.

"Bebe...? W-who are you talking to...?" Wendy asks me softly.

"Oh Jesus! A ghost! He's watching us! He wants to eat me! Oh God, pressure!"

"Shut up, Tweek! This is serious!" Kyle attempts to shut him up.

"I am serious!" Tweek replies. Right, like a ghost would eat him. Ghosts don't eat humans!

...Right?

"I'm not a ghost..." I turn around to face Kenny.

"Uh?"

"I'm not a ghost." He continues. "At least, I don't think I am. Not at all, not completely, or maybe a little. Like when you think you saw something in your room at night but then there is nothing, or when you think you heard a tap in your window but there isn't any tree near it, or when you saw a shadow behind you but when you turn around no one is there...then you start getting paranoid and when you are paranoid you start seeing things, but how do you know that those things you see aren't the one that you couldn't see before? That you just needed to believe that there where there to finally see them? Sometimes it's not what you want but it's what you believe, sometimes you are alone and no one thinks the same way you do or sometimes you just think you are alone but you are not. Like a mind fuck, like if you-"

What? What did I eat last night? I have seriously fucked up dreams...

"What? What the fuck it's going on? I don't fucking understand anything you are fucking saying! I don't give a fuck about anything! Leave me the fuck alone!" I yell with confusion.

"Maybe you should start to give a fuck about it; you don't want to end up like me, do you? I just want to help..." He whispers the last part.

"Bebe? Bebe...We...we are going to take you home now, okay?" Wendy says as she throws her arm around my shoulder.

Wait! Where did Kenny go? He was there three second ago! H-he...he's gone!

"She must be sick, she has taken Kenny's disappearance really hard." Oh Token. Trying to make this make sense, but you can't.

"Oh sucks, I-I hope she is alright!" No, Butters, I am not!

"Gah! H-Heidi t-told me Bebe said she saw K-Kenny in a window t-two days ago! Maybe...maybe she has schizophrenia! Oh Shit! Oh God! She is crazy! She is going to die!" Tweek exclaims.

What? Tweek thinks I have schizophrenia? Says the boy that thinks Gnomes steal his underpants! I don't have sch- Oh shit, maybe I do!

Wendy hugs me tighter and whispers "Everything is going to be alright, Bebe. We are going to get you home soon, you just need rest-" I quickly push her away.

"No! You don't know anything! I'm not fucking crazy, Wendy! I'm not!" Then I run away.

"Bebe! Bebe! Come back, please!" I heard someone yelling but I won't turn around.

And I run, I don't know where I am going and I don't care, I just run.

This probably has a lot of typos...sorry again...I suck at writing.

Oh and I know it's confusing, it's supposed to be! And thank you so much for the advice PurpleandBlackPandas! :)