"Beep Beep Beep!"

Cartman slamed his hand on his alarm clock.
He opened his eyes, Flinching at the
sunlight shinning through his window.

He slowly sat up and felt a burning feeling on the side of his face,
He touched it and it stung
"Ow!" He yelped when he touched it.
Then it all came back to him when he remembered Rick hit him yesterday.
Cartman felt a ball of anger develop in his stomach just thinking about yesterday.
"fucking asshole" he said to the hall "I'll get him back." He said aloud.
He got up throwing his black Oversized T shirt to the ground, and flung his closet open,
Putting on some new clothes.
Then he slouched downstairs. Thankful Rick wasent on the couch.
He sighed and went out the door and into his car.
Cartman turned on the engine and backed up, then started towards Kyle's house.

Kyle was waiting outside as always, and smiled when he saw his boyfriend's car pull up.
He got up and started walking to the car.
When he got in he had a huge smile accross his face,
"Eric, You will not believe what -"
Kyle paused and his face turned sour,
"Cartman.. what happened to your face?"
Cartman lifted a finger up to the bruise, "this?" He asked, Not touching it
beacuse it hurt to much.
"Yeah.."
Cartman shrugged, "Oh. It's nothing."
Cartman started the car and drove onto the road.
Cartman was sure about one thing, He was not going to tell Kyle what happened.
He knew Kyle would get all worried and prissy so he just decided it was best not to tell him.
Plus, he didnt want his boyfriend knowing he got this big a mark from one punch.. he would
look like a pussy.

Am I a pussy? Cartman asked himself

"you wouldnt get that mark beacuse of nothing! what happened?!"
"Oh I just um" Cartman searched for words, something that didnt make him sound
Like a wuss.
"I just fell off my bike doing all these cool moves, You know?"
Kyle crossed his arms, "Your lying."
Cartman frowned, "Why do say that?!"
"Beacuse you always studder when you lie."

Cartman panicked,
No studdering, He told himself.

"Kahl, Serriously, I just crash landed from my bike."
"You dont even ride your bike!"
"I did yesterday!"

Kyle unfolded his arms, His face soffened alittle bit.
Cartman's body relaxed with relief, he toke this as a sign Kyle was buying it.
Kyle raised his eyebrow, "Are you sure thats what happened?"
Cartman store at the road, "Yeah thats what happened."
Kyle looked out the window then back to him, "Ok."

Cartman instantly arouse from his chair the secound the bell rang for lunch piriod.
He couldnt wait to get out of that class.
He was so sick of hearing about the vieatnom war he thought he was going to shoot himself
If he heard one more word.

Cartman opened his locker, and toke out his paper bag lunch his mom packed him,
Then picked up his stuff that fell to the ground when he opened it.

As soon as he slamed his locker shut, so more more shit fell out, He noticed Kyle
was leaning agenst a locker next to him.
"Hey" Kyle smiled, "Hey,"
Kyle got to his toes and kissed him on the cheek, then heard a
"Hey! No kissing in the hallways!" They Heard Mrs. Moore yell.
Kyle let out a quiet laugh, "Sorry Mrs. Moore."
she walked away, "Bitch" Kyle said quietly to Cartman.
Cartman grinned "Serriously." He agreeed.
They walked into the lunch room and sat at their table,
Kenny, Stan and Wendy were already present
"Hey guys" Kenny grinned. "Hey" Kyle smiled back, opening his lunch.
"Hey Kyle" Stan smiled at him. "Hey"
Cartman rolled his eyes,

'Of corse Stan WOULD just greet Kyle but not me..
Well I probably wouldve iggnored him again anyway but still.'

Suddenly Bebe sat next to Kyle,
"Hey Kyle."
"Um.. Hey?" He asked more as a question then a greeting.
Cartman narrowed his eyes to her.
'Whats that bitch up to now?'
Bebe annoyed Cartman almost as much as wendy..
almost.

"So Um.. I was woundering" Bebe strolled her finger along his arm,
Cartman's fists tightened

"Sense were in english together, If you wanted to be partners for the
Story line project"

"Oh um.." Kyle looked around nervously, Then at Cartman who stared at them
with angry eyes, holding his head up with his hand and tapping his finger on the table.

Kyle looked back to Bebe "Uhm, sorry I already have a partner,
Bebe looked hurt "Who?!" she asked,
"Um, Craig."

Bebe frowned, "Craig is partners with Kevin."
"Oh.. Um..No another craig"
"We dont have another craig in the Classroom."

Wendy whispered to Wendy, but not that quietly,
"Bebe I told you! Kyle's gay"
Bebe whispered not so quietly back
"Maybe he's Bi?"

Cartman heard enough,
"Look bitch, He's not fucking Bi alright?!
He likes guys. He likes dicks, not chicks.
Me, not you, Get it?!"

Bebe face looked shocked,
"I.. I um.."

"Dicks. Not chicks." Cartman said again.
Bebe frowed and left the table

Kyle smiled, "Thanks" He whispered to Cartman,
"yeah." Cartman poked his peas with his fork.
"Noone fucks with my guy, but me." Cartman smiled evily to him.
Kyle smiled back.

"OOOOk. ANYWAYS.." Stan said loud, Trying to switch the subject.
He was Ok With Kyle being gay and all, and he was still his best friend,
But it just made him uncomfortable seeing them talk to eachother like that..
He was fine with it, as long as its not around him.

"Hey, You guys wanna go to the movies tonight?" Wendy perked up
"I cant, I promised my mom I'd help her with chores after school" Stan gave her a sorry expression.
"I cant either, I have to study for my science test." Kyle said not looking up from his tray.
Kenny grinned "I'll go!"
"Dude!" Stan looked at him, "Your not going to the movies with my girlfriend, alone!"
Kenny kept his grin, "Well I mean If your not-"
"I'll go!" Stan said interupting him, He looked to Wendy, "Uh, I'll try to get out of doing chores tonight."
Wendy smiled "Thanks Stan"
Wendy looked to Cartman and store at him for a few secounds.

Cartman was frowning back to her.. She annoyed him as always.
Wendy kept her stare, Then he realized she was waiting for him to say something.

"What? You think I'm going?!" Cartman gruffed, Takeing his chicken out.
Cartman gave her a look saying, ' No chance i'm going'

"Just asking" Wendy shrugged,
"You dont have to be an asshole about it" Wendy frowned,
Cartman was now pissed, "I'm not being an asshole you dumb bitch!
I didnt say shit to you!"

"Eric!" Kyle yelled out in rage
The same time Stan said "Wendy!" When she was stod up.
Wendy's eyes locked to Cartman.. threatening eyes.
Cartman refussed to look away, He wont let her win.
finnaly after a long silence, Wendy finnaly looked away, sat down and rolled her eyes.
Cartman snickered in satissfaction.
"SHUT UP!" She snapped at him,
Cartman kept laughing "I didnt do anything" he said still laughing.
"Jesus, You guys are fighting like him and kyle when they were younger" Stan said
Kyle's face turned bright red, He remembered that.
He remembered how much of an asshole he was to him back then, and how many times
Kyle stomped home wanting to fucking kill him.

He glanced at Cartman
"look at us now' Kyle thought
'Its unbelieveable, the kind of things that happen in life'

Stan interupted Stan's thoughts,
"Oh yeah Cartman, I was going to ask you, what the hell hapened to the
side of your face?"

Kenny leaned accross the table to get a look at the other side of Cartman's
face and his eyes went wide.
Cartman shrugged "I feel off my bike."
Stan raised his eyebrow "You feel off your bike?"
"Yeah" Cartman said flat, not looking up from his food.

"Cartman.. Do you even ride your bike?"
Cartman rolled his eyes, he felt like he was talking to Kyle
about this all over again. "Yeah. I rode my bike yesterday."

"Um.. Ok?"
"Ouch" Wendy put her hand to her face,
"What did you do?"

Cartman glarred,
'Werent you just pissed at me a few minneutes ago?
Now shes acting all fucking worried?
She must be Bipolar or something.' He thought.

"I uh, I went off a jump."
"What jump?" Stan chipped in.

Cartman was getting really annoyed, still talking about this.
He frowned, "I dont know, a jump, and there was a fucking stick in the way so I crashed."

All the sudden he heard Kenny giggling to the side of him,
"Shut up Kenny!" Cartman scowled at him.
That made Kenny just laugh more.
Cartman sighed, 'I should have went with a different excuse.'

Cartman pulled up infront of Kyle's house after school.
Kyle smiled at him, "Thanks"
"Uh huh."
Kyle turned to him, "Sorry I cant hang out this weekend,
I really would, I just have all this studying and -"
"Kahl, whatever its fine."
Kyle gave him another small smile, and kissed him on the lips,
Cartman kissed him back, Kyle opened the door then slamed it shut,
and Cartman drove off.

The first thing Cartman noticed as soon as he walked in his door was Rick.
On the couch, His feet up on the table infront of him and a beer bottle in his hand.
Sleeping.

Cartman rolled his eyes and sighed.
"Fucking asshole. Sleeping On my couch" he grumbled quietly as he went up the stairs,
"Not just your couch" He heard Rick behind him.

Cartman turned around to look at him.
It was kind of creepy to him he could hear what he said,
he said it so quietly.
"When did you wake up?" Cartman frowed at him
"When you slammed the door."
Cartman glarred at went up to his room.
Then he went back to the stairs again
"Wheres my mom?!" He yelled from the step,
"She's Workin!" He yelled back.

Working?
She doesnt work..
She was a whore but, Cartman thought
once you have a boyfriend you cant fuck around with other guys..right?

"Working?!" He yelled in question
"Yeah. She's a waitress. She works at Fridays now."

Fridays?
Cartman rolled his eyes and went back to his room.
A couple minneutes later while Cartman had his Rock music blarring
and was reading a comic book he heard Rick downstairs yell for him.
He rolled his eyes and iggnored it, then heard an angry voice,
"I know you can hear me!" Cartman glarred and slamed the comic book shut,
Heading downstairs, "What the fuck do you want?!"
"Can you Get me a beer?"

Cartman began walking back up the stairs, "Get your own god damn beer"
Rick stod up from the couch and walked up to Cartman,
"What'd you say to me, boy?!"

Cartman refused to show weakness.
He thinks I'm scarred of him. I'll show him wrong.

"I said Get your own fucking beer! I'm not your servant."
Rick toke Cartman by the collar of his brown T-shirt
"Your gunna wish you never said that, Kid"
Rick pushed Cartman down the steps and he went tumbling down
and his head slammed against the wall on his way down.

Cartman felt his head throbbing, and he couldnt breath for a secound, then
he felt himself being yanked back up, then Face to face with Rick.
"I outta teach you some manners" He punched Cartman in the face and he fell back
head first onto the carpet, Then he felt a sharp pain in his thigh as Rick Kicked him,
"You know Boy, You need to Learn" He kicked him to his side, and Cartman yelped
"To" He kicked him again "Respect" kicked him, "People!" kicked him.
Rick lifted the front of Cartman's T-shirt lifting him up.
He held onto his shirt as Cartman looked afraid, Scarred to death acctually.
He flitched when Rick breathed, Rick punched him accross the face,
again, and again, and again, Blood dripped from his nose and lip.

Rick then let go of him, letting his head fall back to the floor.
Cartman laid there motionless.
Eyes shut.. knocked out.

Rick smiled, "That outta teach him a lesson."
Rick then went back to the couch.

Cartman felt numbness.. He felt pain.
He couldnt move.. he couldnt breath.
He just fadded into darkness..

Cartman slowly opened his eyes,
He had blur vision.
He could hear himself breath.. but everything was all blurry.
He suddenly heard a distance beeping sound,
Then he felt his arms and sides in pain..
'Where am I?
What the fuck's happening?!' he thought in his mind.
He would speak but he cant.
He tried opening his mouth to speak but no sound came out.
His chest hurt when he breathed.
He closed his eyes again and slowly went back into a deep sleep.

Cartman awoke again 20 minneutes later, This time when He opened his eyes,
It was blurry again but when he blinked, his vision bacame alittle clearer.
He looked around and found he was in a white room, he looked down and in a white bed.
To the side of him, his hearing kicked in and he could hear that beeping sound.
It was then he realized He had tubes in his nose and some kind of wires on his arms.
He yanked the tubes out of his nose.
'fucking hospital'

Then a brunnete lady came in, "Oh look your awake."
Cartman frowned, "When did I get here?!"
"Hmm" the lady looked up trying to think back,
"About an hour or so. Your dad said you got in a fight with some kid
at school and he knocked you out."

Then it all came back to him,
Rick pushing Cartman off the stairs, Picking him up and punching him,
Kicking his sides..
Cartman instantly felt anger rush through his brains.
"Hes not. My fucking dad." He sneered slowly.
"Oh.." The Women was confuessed as to why he seemed mad all the sudden,
"Well.. I'll get you some food. That should cheer you up." She went out of the room.

Cartman starred down at the bed.
'That asshole put me in the fucking hospital?!'
Cartman looked to his arms and yanked off the wires that were taped to his arm.
Then he felt his side hurt when he touched it.
He lifted it up and Saw a HUGE purple mark on the side of his stomach.
Cartman sighed and gently put his shirt back down.

The nurse came back in with a tray of chicken noodle soup, crackers,
and an apple and milk.
Cartman stared at his with an eyebrow raised, "This, is my food?"
weird fucking choices.
"Yep. eat up." She walked out of the room.

A couple minneutes later as Cartman was eating his soup his mom ran in,
"My baby! are you alright?!" SHe tugged onto him, hugging him tightly,
Cartman so badly wanted out of her grip
"Mam! let gooo!" he whined under her arms,
"Sorry hun" she said letting go, She picked up cartman's face and put her hands through
his hair, "Who did this?! Who hurt you?!"
Cartman frowned, "Your fucking boyfriend, thats who!"
His mother looked for a moment, shocked.
Then she scowled down at her son, "I mean it Eric. Who really Hurt you?"
Eric threw his hands in the air, "He fucking did! He really fucking hit me!"
Mrs. Cartman frowned, "Eric, Stop lying this instant! Tell me the truth!"
"I am telling you the truth!" He said shouting.
Mrs. Cartman crossed her arms, "Well, If you dont want to tell me, that's fine
Eric but dont tell me lies." She said walking to the door,
"I'm not fucking lying!" Cartman screamed, but she was already gone.
"GOD DAMNIT!" Cartman kicked the tray off from his lap.

"Want a nurse to clean that up?" He heard a man to the side.
He looked, It was a man in a white robe. Obviously a doctor.
Cartman glarred at him. He didnt want to talk to anyone right now.
When Cartman didnt respond the doctor just shrugged,
"You got beat pretty bad, Eric.. Catman? is that it?"
"Eric Cartman" Cartman glared, correcting him.

The doctor wrote something down the his pad of paper,
"Cartman.. got it." The doctor smiled at him.
"You got some bad injerious, The kid you were up agenst must be pretty
tough to stan up to a guy like you."

"What the fuck's that suppose to mean?!"
The man rephrassed "Oh, No I mean your size and -"
"And what your saying I'm fat!?" Cartman yelled tightening his hands
"No, No Your not fat."

Cartman crossed his arms.
"God damn right I'm not fat.
I'm just extra buff, Ok?"
"Alright.. alright" The doctor wrote something else down on his papper
Then smiled, "I bet all the girls are going after you then right?"
He said not looking up from his paper.

Cartman shrugged the comment off.
No reason to really tell the doctor about his sexual orriantation.

"Alright then, lets have a look" The doctor flashed a smile,
"Take off your shirt"
Cartman rolled his eyes but did as he was told.
"Wow" The doctor said taking a look at his medium bruise on one side,
The doctor put two fingers near the bruise,
"Does it hurt here?"
"No."
"How about here?"
"no"
He moved his finger alittle over to the side of the mark,
"He-"
"OW!" He yelled smaking his hand away
"YES!" he frowned at him.

The doctor wrote something down on his paper,
This was really bugging Cartman.. he wanted to see what he was writting down.
The doctor stopped writting and looked to his left side

His eyes stared apoun the huge purple bruise that toke over half his stomach to his chest,
His eyes went wide.
"Jesus christ! How old was this kid?!"
Cartman glarred "It wasent a kid."
The doctor looked up at him, "It wasent a kid?"
"No, It was my mom's fucking boyfriend."
"Your.. Your mom's boyfriend did this to you?"
"Yeah."

The doctor starred at him a few secounds then stod up,
"I'll be right back" He said walking out of the room.

Cartman felt his side, and jumped alittle at the touch.
It hurt so fucking bad.
Cartman thought about it, He knew that fucking doctor's going to
tell someone..
'Good!' He thought to himself.
'Let people know what a fucking bastard he is and throw his ass in jail!'

5 minneutes went by and Cartman was flipping through the channels.
'Every channel fucking sucks here'
Lifetime click, discovery channel click, Barney, He shut the tv off and sighed.
"I fucking hate hospitals" he mumbled to himself.
He espeshily hated the smell.
It smelt like old people whenever he went.

Then Rick came in with his mom in his arms,
Cartman frowned, "Stay the fuck away from me asshole!" he yelled,
Rick looked hurt, "Eric I.. Why are you saying that?" He asked calmly
Cartman got off the bed and backed up, "Dont pretend you fucking shit! you know what you did!" he pointed at him,

"Um, Excuse me Sir, Mr. Barter is it?" A man in a black suit asked,
Rick turned to the guy, "Yeah?"
"I'm officer Randel and this is my partner Officer Nixon, Do you mind if You can come down
to the station and answer a few questions for us?"

Rick was supprised, "What for officer?" he asked innocently
"Just a few questions.. it wont take long."
"Well sure" Rick turned to Mrs. Cartman,
"I guess I have to go with them for a bit honey, but bring Eric safely home"
"I will" Mrs. Cartman hugged him.
'He is so fucking busted.' Cartman grinned to himself.
Rick gave his last glance to Cartman, A warning look, and he walked away with the officers.

Mrs. Cartman went to her son and hugged him,
"Sweetie, I am so glad your alright"

Cartman grew annoyed when His mom walked him to the parking lot
and realized they toke Rick's mustang. For some reason it really bothered him.
"Why the fuck didnt you just take your mini Van?!"
"Hm.. I dont know Eric, Rick wanted to take his car so we did."
Cartman rolled his eyes and got into his stupid red mustang.

As soon as Mrs. Cartman started the car, the radio turned on to country music,
"NO!" he screamed, He slamed his hand onto the off button.
His mother looked at him confused. "Not that again" He said.
"Oh really? I think I'm really starting to like country music."
Cartman slapped his hand to his face.
'not her too.'

"What station do you want it on hun?" She asked Cartman,
Cartman frowned and shrugged, "I dont know, put it on 93x or somthing."
Mrs. Cartman smiled and switched it to the station where avenge sevenfold's
song 'Scream' Was playing.

Mrs. Cartman backed up the car and started heading home.
'I'm going to fuck up this car one day' Cartman promised himself.

As soon as Cartman got home he swung his sweatshirt onto the floor,
and went upstairs and laid on his bed.
He still couldnt believe what happened today.
Cartman got up from his bed and grabbed his pack of ciggerates and toke one out.
Cartman stomped down the stairs, Mrs. Cartman saw the ciggerate in his hand.
"Poopsikins, I didnt know you smoked"
Cartman rolled his eyes, "You dont know alot of things about me" he mumbled.
"What was that hun?" Mrs. Cartman yelled after he slamed the door.
Cartman lit then ciggerate, and leaned against his house takeing a huge drag,
with closed eyes and slowly breathed it out.
It calmed him down when he was stressed.. today he's deffinetly been over stressed.
Cartman toke another drag just noticing how dark it was.
Most the nights were pretty dark, but outside was practically pitch black.
If cartman didnt turn on the front lights to his house he probably wouldnt beable to see much.
Cartman toke another drag.
He wished Kyle was there.
He wished Kyle was there with him, He wished he could hold him and kiss him.
Cartman knows Kyle is the only person who knows the real him.
Just thinking of Kyle made him put his hand to his face.
"I really need you right now jew." He whispered to himself.

He finished the ciggerate and went back inside.
Cartman laid down on his bed and his mother came in,
"Honey, Can I speak with you?" She asked cracking the door open.
Cartman glared, he really wanted to say no but he didnt.

"Sure." he muttered looking at his ceiling.
His mother came in and sat on the end of his bed.
"poopsikins? I really want you to tell me what happened today."
"Mom, I already told you. Rick Hit me." He said not looking away from the ceiling.
His mother stod up from his bed. "Thats not fair eric." She didnt look at her but he knew
she was frowning.
"For once in my life I found someone, Someone speacial." Cartman heard her voice crack
He looked at her at saw.. Tears, There were tears in her eyes,

"Ive been a women flocking different men my whole life,
And then I found Rick and he changed my whole life!
Eric I love him, Why wont you just give him a chance?!"
Mrs. Cartman now had tears strolling from her eyes, and put her hands to her head.

Cartman slowly stod up from the bed, For once in his life, he acctually felt.. bad.
He never expierenced this before, He felt like his heart was acheing at the sound of her tears,
Usually he loves seeing people cry, hell he fucking laughs about it.. but just this one time,
Seeing him mom do it.. was so different. Without thinking he held his hand out to her.

His mom sniffles, blowing her nose with a napkin.
"Eric.. Just give him a chance.."
Cartman was silent.
"Pleeease." she begged, "For me" She said quietly.

He didnt want too, seeing his mom like that was fucking killing him.
He couldnt say no to her,
"Ok" he whispered.
His mother wrapped his arms around him, "Thank you darling. Thank you so much. I love you"
Cartman let her hug him this time. But he didnt mean it. After what he's done, He's never going to
give that asshole a chance.

Cartman awoke in his bed, he slowly looked up at the clock that read 11:35
"FUCK!" he yelled getting up from his bed, which hurt like a bitch beacuse he forgot
about the bruise on his left and it hurt like hell when he touched it.
'I'm fucking late for school!" He quickly got up and saw a note on the door.

He ripped it and read

Eric,
After what happened Yesterday I'm letting you
skip school. I turned your alarm clock off.
Have a good day sweetie, and thank you for yesterday.
-Mommy

Cartman crumpled the note and threw it on the floor.
What am I? 8? Sign it mommy? Cartman rolled his eyes and went
downstairs. He smiled when he didnt see Rick on the couch.
He humed to himself and turned on the Tv,
"Hey there junior." Cartman froze at the voice, slightly felt terrified and looked to the left,
in his kitchen doorway.
There stod Rick smiling and leaning against the wall.

Cartman backed up, his heart was racing,
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE?! THEY TOKE YOU AWAY!" He yelled
Rick chuckled and walked toward Cartman,
"Ya know, Its a funny story. The cops said I was way too nice and a gentlemen to hit
a teenager" Rick shrugged, "So they let me go, Afterwards we went out to the bar and played pool
the rest of the night." He smiled.

Cartman felt himself slowly backing up.. he didnt try to, His body made the movement all by itself.
His heart was still racing.

Rick walked up to Cartman In which Cartman sunk deeper and deeper into the couch as he got closer,
Then Rick pulled on Cartman's right ear tugging him over to the center of the livingroom,
"Ow, Ow, Ow, Ow, Ow STOP! FUCK! Let go!"
Rick let him go then let his shirt forcing him close to his face,
"If you ever Tell anyone about this again.. You will regreat it" he said in nearly a whisper.
Cartman could feel rick's breath, that reeked of beer.

Cartman said nothing, Half of him wanted to shout in his face that he couldnt make him do a god damn thing!
But the other half, Which is most of him, Was too scared.
Cartman sucked it up, Being stubborn is a good thing.
"Fuck you, I'll tell someone."
Rick shoke him aggresivly by the shirt and punched him,
"Whats that Boy! I dont think I hear you right!" He yelled in his face.
Blood streamed slowly from cartman's nostrol.
"Now" Rick began more silent.
"Do you really think anyone will believe you over me? HUH?!" He shoke cartman again,
"Do you really think they'd believe a stupid asshole like you?! forget it." He threw Cartman to the ground
and he crashed onto his arm, which now hurt.
Cartman grabbed it in pain. He breathed, feeling Anger inside.
Rick kneeled down to him, and got close to his face,
"And even if they did.. Do you think They'd fucking give a shit?
They dont care, Noone fucking cares about you. You fat peice of shit,
You might aswell be fucking dead. Noone would care. your nothing."

Cartman kept breathing hard, still hurting, It didnt hellp that along with his hurt arm,
he also landed on his fucking bruise.
Cartman starred into ricks eyes.. His piercing angry eyes.
Rick laughed, and stod up.
He kicked Cartman's side and Cartman yelped, and tugged onto his side,
The side his bruise was on, "Oh stop complaining you little wuss" Rick kicked him again.
Cartman again held onto his side that now hurt a hell of alot more.
He's never felt this much physical pain in his life.
Rick smiled, "Get up you fat shit." he kicked him again and cartman could feel himself on the verge of
tears from all this pain. He breathed hard,

'Your not going to fucking cry.
Eric Cartman doesnt cry.
I'm never going to cry infront of this asshole.'

He thought to himself forcing the tears back,
Which seemed impossible.
Rick smiled, and walked away laughing.
Cartman just laid there.. In pain.

AUTHORS NOTE:
Wow. I did not expect it to be that long..
lol sorry if it was too much. haha,
But I hope you liked it.
I heart my reviewers!! :D