Cartman got himself off the ground somehow.
He dosent remember how but he did somehow beacuse
his new alarm clock went off and he was lying in his bed.
He reached for the button and pressed off.
He got out of bed and his begs were shaky.
He sighed, which hurt his chest and felt his neck and Stomach
hurting, badly.
he flipped off his shirt and went over to the mirror in his closet.
He backed up to get a good look.
A part of the side of his neck was pinkish brown,
He had blue, purple, brown and yellow bruises all over
him. New ones.
He sighed, He hated this.
He hurt so bad.
He liked to block out when Rick does that shit to him but its
hard when the evidence is felt all over your body.
He rolled his eyes and tossed on a black T-shirt and deminen jeans
and went downstairs.
"Hey Eric" His mother smiled cheerfully while he came down
the steps.
He glarred at her, and looked to the couch where Rick sat.
Rick grinned, "Hey junior" he smiled.
Cartman frowned,
'Dont fucking talk to me asshole.' he thought.
"Oh goodness, Eric, What happened to your neck!?" His mother
held onto his neck.
"Yeah Eric" Cartman heard rick.
"What-" Rick raised his eyebrow with a knowing look,
"Did happen to your neck?"
Cartman starred at Rick for a few secounds.
He knew his mom wouldnt believe him.
Plus he didnt want to have another beat down anyway.
"Nothing." Cartman muttered to his mom.
Rick smiled,
"Eric, something happened what is it sweetie?" She cuffed his face
to hers.
Cartman frowned and yanked his face away from her hands
"Mom I have to get to school" He walked to the door and slammed it
behind him.
He sighed.
He hated seeing Rick pleased with him.
He didnt want Rick to be fucking pleased with him,
He just didnt want to get the shit kicked out of him again.
Cartman backed his car from the driveway and started heading towards Kyle's house.
Kyle smiled at he saw his boyfriend's Car.
Kyle felt so happy.
He was afraid this would never happen again
after the fight they had awhile ago.
Kyle swung his backpack around to his back and
walked to Cartman's Car.
He got in smiling at him,
"Hel-lo" Kyle said cheerfully and gave him a kiss,
"Hey" Cartman said and started driving.
Kyle then noticed something when he kissed him,
Something on his neck.
"Cartman what's on your neck?"
Cartman rolled his eyes. He was getting so sick
of makeing up excuses.
"I dont know." He said flat stareing at the road.
Kyle frowned, "You dont know?"
"Uh huh." Cartman didnt look to happy.
"Cartman! What the fuck!
This has happened for the fith time!
what the fuck is going on!"
Cartman frowned keeping his eyes to the road and sighed,
"Kahl It was an accident."
"Accident My ass! you dont get accidents four times in a whole
fucking week!"
Cartman's hands gripped to the steering wheel tighter,
"Ok.." He paused trying to calm himself down.
"I just.. I woke up and it was there Ok?"
Kyle crossed his arms, "Bullshit!"
Cartman turned to him, "Its the fucking truth!"
Kyle kept his frown but said nothing.
Cartman rolled his eyes and looked back to the road.
"Whatever Kahl. Thats what happened."
Kyle glarred and looked out the window.
'I'm not that stupid'
2 minneutes went by with nothin but silence.
Cartman let out a frustrated sigh,
"Kahl, I really dont want you to be pissed at me.
I'm fucking telling you the truth."
Kyle kept frowning and stareing out the window,
'Why cant he just tell me what the hell is going on?!'
He held his arms tighter across his chest.
"Kahl, Please" Cartman put his hand on Kyle's and Kyle pulled his
hand away.
Cartman frowned. "Fine" he looked back to the road.
When Kyle heard his tone he felt his heart tug,
He really didnt want to be in another fight.
He had no fucking doubt in his mind these bruises
werent "Accidents" But he really didnt want to be fghting.
They just stopped fighting a few days ago.
"Its Ok" Kyle put his hand on Cartman's on the wheel.
Cartman smiled, and put his hand off, holding his hand.
Kyle sighed. 'That asshole has to tell me eventually what the fuck
is going on with him.'
Kyle waited as Cartman put his stuff in his locker.
Maybe it was just him, But he thinks Cartman's being a little..
Quieter then usual. Not that quieter, But Something seemed
a little off with him today.
"Hey Kyle" Kyle heard Stan come up behind him,
Kyle turned and smiled "Hey"
Cartman rolled his eyes. Already fucking annoyed at that kid.
"Hey listen dude, After we watch Ike tonight, You have to come
over and see this new Game system I got, It's kick ass!"
Cartman looked over to Stan and cocked his head attentively.
His heart burned.
Kyle looked to Cartman uncomfortably.
'fuck' he thought to himself.
'Why does Stan have to say that shit infront of Cartman?!'
"Um, Yeah sure dude,"
"Ok, Awesome" Stan walked away heading towards his locker.
Kenny came behind him but stod in Stan's place infront of Kyle.
"Stan's watching Ike with you tonight?" Cartman asked curriously with a hint
of aggression in his voice.
Kyle felt his chest tighten, He knew that would happen.
"Yeah.." He said unsure what Cartman would say next.
Cartman looked to his locker and slowly put books in one by one,
"That's kewl." he said starreing into his locker.
"Eric, Me and Stan havent spent a lot of time together,
I would have asked you but Me and Stan barley hang out anymore"
Cartman rolled his eyes 'Yeah you do!'
"Uh huh." He said putting his books in his locker.
Kyle rolled his eyes. He knew Cartman didnt like this,
But He had a right to see his own fucking friends without
feeling bad about it!
Kyle glarred, "I'm going to my locker" he muttered and walked away.
Kenny was still standing there with his arms crossed.
Cartman iggnorred him and went through his locker.
Kenny got closer to him, "Where'd yeah get that mark on your neck?"
Cartman touched his neck and glarred "No where Kenny" He sneered
not wanting to go through this shit again.
"Uh huh" Kenny said unconvinced, He looked at Cartman up and down.
"Ya knonw, You've been getting alot of those lately."
Cartman frowned, 'just leave me the fuck alone!'
"Uh huh" Cartman said irritatingly, Moving stuff around in his locker.
Even though there wasent really anything to move around.
Kenny tapped his finger on his arm that remained crossed,
"Somethin.. Your not tellin us about?"
He asked suspiciously.
Cartman rolled his eyes, "No Kenny! Leave me the fuck alone!"
Kenny iggnored the remark and Walked on the other side of him
looking up and down once more.
Cartman tightened his fist on the side of his locker,
He was getting really fucking annoyed,
He turned to him "WHAT?!" He yelled.
Kenny was unfazed but the sudden outburst.
"Nothing" he shrugged "Just lookin acha."
He looked up and down again, "And your markings
that just suddenly.. appear."
Cartman kept his frown.
"Fuck you Kenny" And he walked away.
Kenny watched Cartman walk off.
He had a feeling about this.
Cartman walked into science avoiding Stan's face.
And flung himself into his seat.
Everyone around him was talking to their friends.
He rolled his eyes and Put his hand to his chin.
He wanted school to be fucking over with.
"Hello class" Mrs. Jhonson came in.
"Hi" Some of the students called out, includding Stan.
Cartman glarred. "Fucking suck up" he muttered under his breath.
"Well Today we are going to present our projects to the classroom, and
that will be the end of this assignment she smiled.
"Now when I call your names, Come up here with your partner and
go to your projects prosenting them.
"Now lets see here.." Mrs. Jhson looked down to a sheet of paper.
"How about, Stan Marsh and Eric Cartman, You two can go first."
"Shit." Cartman mumbled angerily.
Stan got up smiled getting up from his seat and to the table.
Cartman slowly got up after him and walked to the table.
"Our assignment was based on Chemical mixes, and their uh, Different reactions."
"We tried adding the Red acid with the dark blue and nothing happened
so We tried the purple and green, That Made it bubble alittle bit,
We figgured out-" Stan went on and Cartman stod next to him uncomfortably.
He had no idea what Stan was saying but was glad he was doing it.
Maybe he could get a decent grade for once.
Stan finished and Mrs. Jhonson smiled, "Good Stan. Looks like you boys toke
alot of time on this project. WHat about the chemical differences between the colors?
Eric, Do you mind explaining that?"
Cartman was starring into space then shoke his head when he heard his name,
"What?"
"Explain to us the differences between different colors of the acids."
Cartman was silent and wide eyed.
He said nothing, "uhh.." He began.
Stan smiled and crossed his arms, He was glad the fat
asshole was being put in his place.
He had to do the whole fucking thing himself beacuse he was so fucking lazy.
Cartman put his fist to his mouth and cleared his throat.
"You see Mrs. Jhonson, The differnces between the uh, Bottle things
were that, They react differently." He said with an intelligant tone.
Mrs. Jhonson raised her eyebrow, "Meaning.." she went on.
"Uh.."
"Mrs. Jhonson, Cartman didnt work on the project at all!
He made me do everything!" Stan interupted.
Cartman frowned, "No I didnt you asshole!"
"Language!" Mrs. Jhonson scowled.
"Eric, Is that true?"
Cartman looked around and to Stan then back to her,
"Psht. No"
Stan crossed his arms, "Yeah it is true." He said calmly.
"No its not!" Cartman yelled to him,
"Quiet down Eric, You get an F for not participating with your
partner on the project unless you can tell us some examples of what you learened."
Cartman froze.
"Um.."
Stan smiled evily starring at him.
"God damn it" Cartman muttered quietly.
He knew he didnt know shit about what they were doing.
He was wasent paying any attention.
Cartman frowned and looked off the side with his arm's crossed.
"Well?" Mrs. Jhonson asked getting frustrated.
Cartman kept his from looking from the side to the ground.
Mrs. Jhonson sighed and looked to to her paper writting something down.
"I'm assigning both of you different grades, Eric you failed,
Stan A+"
"Yess" Stan smiled to himself.
Cartman turned angry and looked to her, "An F!?"
"Yes, Eric an F, Maybe next time you'll take this class more serriously"
"That's not fucking fair! I="
"No swearing in my classroom! and sit down before
I send you to detention."
Cartman felt his chest tightened. 'bitch' he thought to himself.
"Fuck" He said quietly walking to his desk.
Mrs. Jhonson looked to her paper, "Ok next, Token and bebe.."
Cartman angerily stomped towards Kyle's locker.
He was still pissed off that Stan ratted him out.
'What a fucking asshole!' he kept thinking when that stupid
black haired douchebag entered his mind.
He got up to his boyfriend's locker, he was getting out books.
"You know what your BFF did to me today?!" He yelled.
Kyle jumped at his voice. He didnt know he was there.
He looked to him "What?"
"He fucking ratted me me out in science today!
I fucking failed beacuse of him!"
Kyle raised his eyebrow, "Really?!"
"Yeah!" Cartman crossed his arms,
"I just didnt want to get a bad grade you fucking asshole"
He heard Stan behind him.
Cartman looked to him and saw Stan frowning with his arms crossed
aswell.
"What the fuck dude! dont easdrop you fucking asshole!"
"I'm not easedropping, I just wanted to see Kyle" He smirked and walked next to him.
"Well Kahl, Doesnt want to talk to you beacuse your a fucking asshole
that made me fail the class!"
"Its your own damn fault you faled fatass You werent paying attention,
And Kyle does want to talk to me, He would agree!"
"You wouldnt let me do anything! and no Kahl wouldnt, Would you Kahl?"
Cartman looked to him.
Kyle stod between them uncomfortably, He looked to his boyfriend then best friend.
"Uh.." he began.
He didnt want to be a part of this.
"I'm not getting involved" Kyle said and turning back to his locker,
"What the fuck do you mean your not getting involved!
I'm your fucking boyfriend tell that asshole off!"
"Cartman he's not going to beacuse I'm his best friend!
Best friend's come before boyfriends!"
"No they dont!"
"Yes they do!"
Kyle stod Silent.. He wanted to dissapire in the backround.
He REALLY didnt want to be there right now
"Kahl!" Cartman threw his hands in the air when he said nothing.
Kyle put his hands up in deffense, "Look, This is your guy's problem,
Dont get me involved."
"But-"
"Cartman just shut up he said he didnt want to get involved" Stan frowned to him.
"Shut the fuck up asshole! I wasent talking to you!"
Kyle quickly skidded beside from them and walked down the hallway.
He had to escape from that conversation.
"Fuck" He mummbled to himself.
Cartman concidered skipping Gym.
He didnt want to see Kyle or fucking Stan in Gym.
But then it occered to him if he skipped, Stan would think it was
beacuse of him.. Well It was but Cartman didnt want Stan to think that.
He didnt want to look like a fucking pussy.
He was better then Stan anyways.
'Stan should probably skip beacuse he's scared of me!'
Cartman thought to himself.
Cartman swung open the private room and went to his locker.
He noticed Kyle's clothes were already in his locker.
Guessed he already changed.
Cartman opened his locker and toke out his Gym Tee
and toke off his shirt.
Suddenly he felt a tap on his back, He turned and saw Kenny standing there.
"Kenny?! What the fuck? You dont have this class, What are you doing here?!"
Kenny shrugged, looking bored, "Skipped science. Wanted to see ya.. unexposed"
Cartman frowned, "You fucking perve Kenny!"
"Not like that, Dont flatter yourself" Kenny rolled his eyes.
Kenny looked along Cartman's Chest and saw the other bruises.
"You got more of em there I see."
Cartman rolled his eyes and toke out his sweatpants.
"Kenny get the fuck out of here" Cartman growled, Wanting him to leave
so he can get his pants on without Kenny seeing the other marks
and commenting about it.
Kenny placed his hand on a locker beside him beside him and shrugged "Free country."
Cartman glarred.
His gut was getting really fucking annoyed of him.
"Ya know you gotta tell me whats up" Kenny said, Looking down At Cartman while Cartman toke
his Sweat pants and walked over to a Corner so Kenny couldnt see his legs,
"Kenny shut the fuck up" He mumbled.
"Hey there" Cartman heard someone a few feet away from him, he turned
to look and Saw Ted Grant behind Kenny putting his arm on his shoulder.
"When did you come out?" Ted smiled flirtashiously.
Kenny smiled, flattered a guy in a gay room was hitting on him.
Kenny turned to him, "Oh just somethin I do every now and then"
Kenny leaned his back against the locker and strolled his finger down
ted's arm.
Cartman glarred, Kenny would fuck anything.
"Fucking perve" he mumbled to himself.
He slammed his locker shut and went past Kenny and Ted.
Before Cartman opened the door Open Kyle walked in,
"I forgot my timing watch" Kyle said walking in,
He heard a familiar voice and looked behind Cartman.
Kenny stod leaning against a locker playfully pushing Ted Grant
lightly. Kyle raised his eye confused,
Kyle looked to Cartman, "Dont ask" Cartman said before Kyle getting a word in
and went out the door.
'Kenny's Gay?' Kyle asked himself.
Cartman was so relieved when school was over.
If he got a look at asshole Marsh's face one more time he swore
he was going to shoot himself.
Cartman already went to his locker,
he went to Kyle's and leaned against the locker
next to him,
"I'm guessing you dont need a ride beacuse your seeing Your
seeing the douchbag right?" Cartman frowned.
Kyle sighed, "Yeah. Thanks though, You can pick me up tomorow right?"
Cartman kept his frown and looked off to the side, "Whatever"
It still bugged him that Kyle didnt stand up from him today.
Kyle knew he was thinking about it, and kissed him on the cheek
"Love you" He said attempting to make Cartman feel better.
Cartman was still frowning, "Love you too" he muttered quietly still looking
off to the side.
Kyle smiled and walked away.
Heading to Stan's locker so they can go
to his house and Babisit Ike.
"Ughh." Cartman groaned.
He slowly walked out of the building himself
and got to his Car.
Opened the door, and slammed it shut turning on the engine and
starting heading home.
He opened the door to his house and swung his bag to the floor.
He was relieved when he saw No Rick in sight on his couch.
He smiled and Sat on the couch flipping on the TV.
5 Minneutes Later Cartman got up from his couch and went to his bag taking
out a pack or Marblo Ciggerates and toke one out and headed outside.
He went outside and lit one.
His heart felt like it was sinking when he saw Rick's Cheery red mustand Pull up
the driveway.
He sighed, "Fuck" he muttered to himself.
He toke a drag out of his ciggerate.
Rick walked to the porch.
Cartman was frowning and toke Drags as he watched
Rick get closer and closer.
Rick stod infront of Cartman stareing at him.
Cartman kept his frown and put the ciggerate to his mouth.
Refusing to look intimidated.
Even though he knew he lost that when He cried infront of him.
"Dont like Menthols?" Rick laughed.
Cartman flicced ash onto the porch
"Nope." He said takein a drag.
Rick shrugged and headed inside.
Cartman rolled his eyes.
Then he just remembered his mom was getting
married to him in two days.
He rolled his eyes at the thought.
He couldnt believe that asshole was never going to fucking leave.
He was stuck with him.
Cartman toke another Drag then Caught Kyle walking towards his house.
His heart jumped, 'What the fuck??' He asked himself.
When Kyle saw Cartman saw him he smiled and Ran to him.
'What's he doing here?' Cartman asked himself watching Kyle run to his house.
Kyle got to the porch
"What the fuck are you going here?!"
Cartman asked taking one last drag,
"Well hello to you too" Kyle said sarcastically
Cartman smirked and put out his ciggerate.
"My parents arnt leaving right away I found out so
I decided to see you"
"Oh" Cartman said with no feeling in his voice.
Kyle frowned, "Stop doing that."
"Doing what?"
"Acting mad like that, You've been doing that ever sense
you found out Stan's comming over."
Cartman frowned, "I'm not mad, I'm sure you need more time
with your secound boyfriend"
Kyle sighed.
"Cartman, Serriously, Knock it off."
Cartman rolled his eyes.
Kyle put his hands to Cartman's arms,
"I'll invite you next time" Kyle said looking up into
Cartman's eyes.
Cartman rolled his eyes and looked away, "Uh huh."
Kyle shoke him so Cartman could look to him again.
"I promise, Ok?"
Cartman shurgged "yeah."
Kyle leaned in a kissed him.
Cartman kissed him back massaging Kyle's tounge with his.
Kyle pulled away 8 secounds later"
"I gotta go, My parents are probably leaving pretty soon.
Cartman shrugged "Ok."
Kyle leaned in again to kiss him a last time and He tropped off
the porch, He smiled "Bye" He waved walking off.
Cartman waved.
He had to addmitt he felt alot better now.
He smiled and Opened the door into his house.
He shut it behind him and hearding a clapping sound.
"Clap.. Clap.. Clap.. Clap.. Clap" Cartman turned and Saw it
was Rick clapping on the couch.
Cartman frowned, "WHAT?!"
Rick laughed "Nothin. Look's like Ive learned somthing new about you junior"
He smiled deviously.
Cartman thought for a moment what the fuck he was talking about,
Then realized there's a window to the front porch.
He saw them.
Cartman rolled his eyes, "Whatever" he mumbled walking away.
"Hah I wouldve never guessed you were a fag" Rick called
As Cartman walked upstairs.
Cartman said nothing. Continued walking up the stairs.
"Asshole" he said in his emtpy room.
He looked at the clock.
4:35.
Fuck.
His mom wouldnt be home for another 6 hours.
He jumped onto his bed.
He hated that she got the job.
Why wont Rick get a fucking job?!
Cartman turned on his radio to 93x
and blarred Slipknot's music through his speakers.
He turned on his Xbox and laid down on his bed.
Four hours later went by as he was playing his Xbox.
"Level 34" The Tv announced.
Cartman sighed and pressed Start, Save then quit.
He was bored of saving the world from Space Alien invasions.
He looked at the clock, 9:53.
two more hours till his mom gets home.
Cartman shut off his Xbox and headed downstairs.
Tv was the first thing that came to mind.
He grinned when he didnt see Rick.
Didnt know where he was. Didnt care.
He was just glad he got the Tv back.
The room was Dark.
All that was on was a small lamp which stod on the stool
next to the couch.
It wasent very bright either.
Not like Cartman cared, He flipped on the Tv and Went surfing through
the channels. He stopped at A show called Alligator hunters on animal planet.
About five minneutes later, He heard a creek on his floor to the side of him.
He looked and saw Rick Standing in the kitchen doorway with a beer in his hand.
Cartman rolled his eyes, 'not this again. Not tonight'
Rick slowly walked up to him then Cartman had fear suddenly
run through his chest,
'please dont hurt me,' He found himself thinking
'Please dont hurt me' He thought atomatically again.
Rick Stod infront of Eric starring at him.
Cartman was frozen looking up at him.
His heart went cold.
'Dont hurt me' his body begged as he didnt move a muscel.
Rick smiled and sat down next to him.
Cartman still didnt move.
His heart was racing, 'Dont hurt me, Please dont hurt me' his mind
kept praying.
"Ya know junior, It's Ok If your homosexual."
Cartman raised his eyebrow and looked to him confused.
"I just wancha to let you know I'm Ok with it."
Cartman frowned, "I dont need your fucking approval" Cartman sneered
Then he covered his mouth with wide eyes,
He didnt mean to say that outloud.
'FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!' He thought to himself
Rick suddenly moved and Cartman flinched backing away believeing Rick would hit him,
but instead he just put his arm, Above Cartman on the couch,
"I know, Just lettin you know it's fine."
Cartman's heart raced faster.
Then Rick's hand made it onto the other side of Cartman's
shoulder, and he moved his finger up and down Cartman's Arm.
"Alot of us are curious" he said quietly smiling.
Cartman felt this, he couldnt move,
"What the fuck are you doing?" He asked flat,
as He felt Rick's finger strolling up and down his arm.
Rick kept his smile and continued to stroke his arm,
"Just makin you feel alittle more comfortable that's all" He grinned,
Then scotted closer to him, Cartman scotted away.
Rick laughed, "Your funny" He smirked.
Rick put His other hand on Cartman's Leg.
"It's just somethin us human's do" He smiled,
Then Rick's hand slowly inched higher.
Cartman was litteraly froze, He couldnt fucking breath.
He couldnt grasp what was happening, His eyes stod wide
starring at Rick's then he finnaly felt unnumb,
He frowned, and pushed Rick away "Get the fuck away" He gasped.
Rick laughed, and scotted back into the possition,
He put his hand around the Back of Cartman's neck and sqeezed it so hard
that it hurt. "Ow, Let go!" Cartman begged.
Rick didnt let go, But remained grinning.
He put his hand back to Cartman's leg slidding his other hand higher.
He released his right grip on Cartman's neck.
"I thought this was what you like.
You like guys doncha fag?" He smiled, Then strolled up and down
Cartman's bottem pants around his cock area.
"I'm just messin around that's all" Rick smiled,
Cartman said nothing, He so badly wanted to get the fuck away!
He should have never came downstairs!
He wanted to push him the fuck away from him but he knew he would
hurt him again.
Rick toke Cartman's hand and pulled it towards him the pulled it
inside the inside of his pants, past the underwear.
"Do this job for me woulda junior? Your mom's techniecs are getting kind of old"
Cartman wanted to fucking leave,
"Oh my god, oh my fucking god, I have to get away!
fuck!! fucking shit!' His mind was going crazy
"I dont -" Cartman began
"Sure ya can" Rick interupted and smiled,
"I mean, This is whatcha like isnt it?"
Cartman couldnt move, His heart frozen
'fucking god..'
He felt he had no choice.
If he didnt do this he knew Rick would hit him.
He fucking knows that.
Cartman slowly toke Rick's dick and starting massaging it.
Rick smiled, "Good. Now If you tell anyone about this, You know what's
gunna happen to you?"
Cartman didnt look up to him, Just starred at his hand that was massaging.
"Yes" he said quietly.
Rick smiled his satisfaction, "Good."
Cartman kept looking down.
No expression. No movement except for the hand in Rick's Pants.
He felt captive.
He didnt want to be fucking hurt again, He couldnt do it!
His body already hurt so fucking bad!
Now that he had to chose between getting the shit beat out
of him again, with blood and more fucking bruises
or massaging a dick, He'll do the secound one.
Cartman closed his eyes and sighed, He fucking hated this.
"A little harder Kid, Stop being so fucking soft."
Cartman kept his stare down and went alittle harder,
following his orders.
"There ya go" Rick said pulling his head back and enjoying the
pleasure.
Cartman just store down.
He felt so fucking sick.
Sick in his stomach.. He hated this,
But it was better then getting beaten.
Cartman sighed, and closed his eyes, still
massaging Rick's dick and felt it become wet.
Cartman put his other hand to his face and felt himself
almost close to tears.
'fucking... asshole..'
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