Epilogue
The usually loud and animated lunch table fell quiet for a few moments as the teens sat around all sighed. These were not said sighs however, they were far from it. The teens sighed because they all had something to be very happy about. Life was finally on their sides.
Kenny McCormick looked across at Stan and Wendy, his arm was slung around her shoulder, she was leaning on him, gazing into his eyes. He kept bending his head down to kiss her soft lips, unable to stop himself. They were both laughing, smiles wide on their faces. It was as if they were in their honeymoon phase all over again. The events that had happened about a month ago had undeniably strengthened their bond, Wendy seeing what a caring and gentle boyfriend she had, Stan seeing that even though he had problems he had someone amazing to help him through them.
Kenny's eyes also wandered to the redhead boy, who unable to sit on a cafeteria stool was sat at the end of the table in his wheelchair. Even though both of his legs were plastered up, leaving him incapable of walking and he'd fractured his wrist leaving him incapable of writing, Kyle still insisted upon going to school, not wanting to fall behind or feel left out. Kenny smiled fondly to himself as Eric lovingly cut up Kyle's food, enabling Kyle to hold his fork in his one good arm and shovel it in. No one could argue anymore that Eric Cartman didn't care about Kyle Broflovski. Even Kyle's mom eventually had a problem objecting when she saw how much the brown-haired boy did for him. He barely left Kyle's side, happily pushing the wheelchair around and assisting him with day-to-day things he could no longer do. He helped him to get dressed. He helped him to the toilet and even offered to give him sponge baths. You couldn't dispute with the fact he would do anything for his boyfriend. They had an utterly unbreakable bond. Kenny made eye contact with Kyle, who grinned at him, eyes full of joy. He couldn't begin to explain how thankful he was that this boy was here at all, he was found just in time, a few minutes more and it would have been too late.
Kenny finally looked down at the small blond boy next to him, who was deconstructing a burger. Kenny chuckled lovingly reaching out the grab the boy's hands. Butters looked up into Kenny's eyes. Something they shared in common was their eyes, the same shade of hypnotising light blue. They could stare into each other's eyes for hours, and they did do. Everyone believed that Kenny had just fallen unconscious as Kyle had. They as usual couldn't recall him dying; everyone that is apart from Butters. Butters remembered everything. He could recall grabbing Kenny's hand and watching as his life slowly slipped away. The two of them had no idea how this was possible. Maybe love was the answer, maybe Butters was a gift given to Kenny so he could be cared for, a gift from a higher power, perhaps from God, perhaps from Satan.
Kenny always spent his time after school with Butters. On this particular day he lay with Butters on his bed. He enjoyed doing this so much, just having someone soft and gentle to hold, to feel like he had the power to love again. Damien had killed him and the deal had been broken, he had no idea where the demon was now but it didn't matter, Damien no longer had any control. He didn't know why Damien had killed him either; he could have killed everyone else easily. They were strong but they were no match. Perhaps he'd finally had his fun and perhaps it got too complicated with too many people knowing.
Butters was lying on top of Kenny, kissing up his back softly, slowly caressing it with his soft hands. "You're wounds are healing," he murmured softly, "the name is still there but it's fading." Kenny turned around to face Butters and pulled their lips together. The burns would leave scars; they both knew they would never fully fade. Kenny would be left with the mark of Damien forever, the memories would never leave and not all the wounds would heal. Kenny had Butters though, he had his angel and he was free.
"I love you Butters," whispered Kenny knowing that this was what true love felt like, passion although ideal for some was not what he wanted anymore.
"I love you too Kenny," whispered Butters, bringing their lips once more together in a gentle, tender kiss.
A/N: They deserved a happy ending so that's what I gave them! I mean let's face it I did put these peeps through a lot of turmoil.
It's over *crying*
It may sound corny but I want to thank you so much for sticking with this story and for sticking with me! You're all fantastic. The reviews have been totally motivating and the support amazing. I hope you enjoyed reading as much as I enjoyed writing. (Sounds like I'm accepting an Oscar or something.)
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