Cartman's been driving for an hour straight.
He didnt no where he was driving. He didnt care.
All he knew was he wanted to get as far away from
his house as possible.
His radio blarred filling up his car.
A song just ended,
"93x Rocks. Hey this is Travis Barker,
alittle earlier we were talking to Matt sungler on the line
and he talked to us about the new Tv serrios,
World's stricktist parents that is now playing their newest episodes,
you can catch iton CNT at 8:00,
and we were just talking about How parents.. Yes they can
be strict or not stirct at all. Maybe they dont even punish their kids at all for all
we know. The point I'm trying to make here is.. Parents make mistakes.
Their people just like everyone else, I have alittle girl alissa who's two,
and I'm not perfect. But the thing I'm trying to get at is this.. Who are we to judge
those kind of parents and lable them as unfit, when their are parents out there who
Hit their kids, abbuse them for christ sake."
Cartman felt like his heart immediatly jumped when He heard this,
He looked to his radio.
"And here I was just talking to Dan, a friend of Matt's and he confessed He had a
dad, Who abbused him when he was a kid, and never stopped till he moved out.
Dan, Your on the air"
A static voice came on "Hello?"
"yes, Hello Dan, Your on 93x"
"Oh hey man"
"So we were just talking about how you told me earlier
that your dad.. abbused you when you were younger
and were now comfortable talking about it.
What was that like growing up? How did you deal with it."
The static voice came back on,
"Well.. It was hard.
My dad was big on alcohol and him and his friends would come over
alot and get drunk.."
"Wait, now let me ask you Dan, sorry for interupting, But where was your mom?"
"Oh, My mom left. She left when he started beating her and couldnt take it anymore."
"Ouch that's harsh. I'm sorry Continue,"
A moment of silence went by,
Then the staticy voice came back on.
"It hurts. Not only physically but mentaly.
You can never forget -"
Cartman turned off his radio.
He couldnt listen to it anymore.
He sighed and turned it back on switching to another station.
He stopped at 94.5
Six Am's song "Life is beautiful" came on.
".. That life is beautiful,
Would you swear on your life,
That noone would Cry, At my funeraaaal"
Cartman turned it off.
"They wouldnt." he muttered.
He saw a small lake to the side of him with a bench.
He's been in the car for hours.
He didnt even know what town he was in.
He turned and stopped the car, and got out walking to the bench.
He just wanted to sit down a bit. He was sick of driving.
He sat down on the wooden bench and looked at the great view
beyound the lake.
You could see mountains. It was almost like a picture.
Cartman closed his eyes and deeply sighed.
He sucked in the cold, Fresh mountain air.
Then slowly looked out onto the lake.
It was beautiful.
The waves were sparkiling and splashing it's
waves onto the shore.
Cartman toke off his shoes and sunk his feet into the sand.
All you could hear was the wind, Seaguls, and the lake's waves.
It seemed so peaceful.
He should feel a feeling of 'wow' right about now.
But he didnt.
He still felt horrable.
He was sitting here, The wind was perfect, and around him
was completely silent and deserted, but he still felt empty.
Like, He was going to start crying again.
He didnt know why all the sudden he had all these sad feelings.
It's like they came up after that night and toke over his heart and soul.
He sighed.
This feeling he had.. He couldnt even grasp how to explain it.
A thought came through his mind.
Death.
To end it.. Just to end this all.
'I should.. I should probably just kill myself,
Noone besides Kyle would care anyways.'
A picture of Cartman hanging himself entered his thoughts.
He opened his eyes from the thought and smiled alittle bit.
A tiny smile, but a smile.
First smile he's had all day.
His surroundings didnt make him peacful at that moment,
It was that thought that did.
"Sure Wendy" Stan said tapping his pencil on his paper,
Holding the phone to his ear.
"Ok, But we have to get their early or else everyone else is going
to take all the good spots."
"Uh huh" Stan said, Stareing at his paper, trying to figgure out a math
problem.
He heard his girlfriend sigh.
"Stan, are you sure you want to go to the show?
It sounds like you dont want too" She said sadly.
Stan sat up straight,
"No I want to go. Are you kidding?"
"Great!" She said in a cheerful voice,
A beep went on, "Hold on a sec" Wendy said and
the phone clicked.
Stan sighed and rolled his eyes.
He hates how Wendy was always dragging him to
these stupid things.
He didnt want to go.. but hated disapointing her.
Just hearing that sadness in her voice killed him.
He tapped his pencil trying to figgure out the problem.
He said it outloud trying to figgure it out.
A click came onto the phone,
"Stan, Bebe's on the other line.
Can I call you back?"
Stan rolled his eyes. "Sure Wendy" Stan said trying
his best not to sound as annoyed as he was.
"Thanks, Love you" and she hung up.
Stan clicked off the phone.
If Stan got off the phone with her for Kyle She'd get
all pissed off But Stan's fine with her getting off so Wendy
can talk to Bebe.. Ironic isnt it?
"Stan?" He heard his mom come in his room,
Stan turned around from his desk.
"I got this in the mail today."
Stan raised his eyebrows, "Got what?"
"An invitation to Mrs. Cartman's wedding!
You never told me Eric's mom was getting married"
Stan's eye's went wide.
He couldnt believe it.
"I.. I didnt know"
His mother laughed, "Stanly, how could you not know?
He's your friend isnt he?"
"Uh.."
"Oh I got to go, I have to buy them a gift!"
His mother interupted him and went down the steps.
Stan stared at the doorway,
'Cartman's mom's getting married?!'
Stan immediatly picked up the phone and dialed Kyle's
number.
RIIINNNG.
RIIINNNG.
"hello?" Shelia's voice came to the phone,
"Hey, Is Kyle home?" Stan asked quickly,
"Yes he is, Hold on," He heard her put the phone down
"Kyle, bubby! You have a phone call!" He heard in the distance.
He heard footstep's and someone click on the phone,
"Got it ma!" He yelled.
"Hello?"
"Kyle! Cartman's mom's getting married?!"
"Yeah, You didnt know?"
"No!"
"Oh.. Yeah she's getting married.
Did Kenny tell you?"
"No, We got a letter in the mail today inviting us
to the wedding. Did you get one?"
"Yeah, My mom got it this morning. Were going."
"When's the wedding?"
"The day after tomorow."
"Jesus christ! Isnt that too soon?"
"I dunno. But he's a really cool guy.
He's got the coolest car ever."
Silence went over the phone.
"Does Cartman like him?" Stan asked.
He heard Kyle sigh.
"No. He promised me he would try but the
stubborn asshole obviously didnt."
Stan rolled his eyes, "Figgures. Besides you,
I dont know who he likes."
Kyle raised his eyebrow to the phone,
"Wait, Why do you care?"
"Oh uh, I dont. I was just thinking that's probably
why he was acting all weird today."
"Weird?"
"Yeah. In science today He didnt argue at all with me today.
Actually he didnt even talk to me.
He fucking iggnored me the whole class."
Kyle frowned and switched the phone to his other ear,
"Noway Dude, Cartman doesnt do that. He loves
fighting with people."
"Kyle i'm dead serrious, He was like completely out of it today."
Silence toke over, then Kyle said,
"Yeah I noticed that too.
I thought it was just me who realized that."
It turned quiet again
"Dude.." Stan said breaking the silence.
"What the hell's wrong with him?"
Kyle looked to the ground, with the phone in his right hand.
"I.. I dont know."
Cartman opened the door to his house.
All the lights were off.
He Guessed it was pretty late.
The secound he flung his keys onto the table the light switch turned
on and Rick stod there with crossed arms and a frown, while his mom
was behind him in her pink robe.
"Where were you?" Rick asked sternly.
Cartman rolled his eyes, "I was out."
Rick stepped closer to him, "Out where?"
Cartman frowned, "Just out. I was out."
"Do you have any idea how worried your mother was?"
Cartman toke a glance at his mother who store at them with
big eyes.
'Not like she gave a crap before' He thought to himself.
He looked back to Rick "No."
Cartman walked past him and went towards the stairs.
"Your mother was worried sick!" Rick yelled.
Cartman turned to look at him,
"Do you have any idea what we thought when you didnt call?
Cartman frowned and smirked,
'What, your playing "father" now?'
"You cannot be out past 10:30 without calling,
You have to get home."
Cartman frowned, 'FUCK YOU! I'LL COME HOME WHENEVER I
FUCKING WANT!' he wanted to yell.
But.. he didnt have the corage to do it.
His bruises finnaly felt like they proggressed to get better.
He didnt want new ones.
"Yeah." He muttered, looking off to the side.
"Good. Now go upstairs to your room."
Cartman felt himself getting angry,
'Who the fuck does he think he is?'
Cartman finnaly got the urge to say it.
"No" he said firmly.
He was going too but Rick was crossing the line
when he tells him to go upstairs to his room.
As if he had a fucking right.
"What was that?!" Rick stepped closer to Cartman.
Rick pushed him hard against his chest,
"Dont fucking smartmouth me boy!" he yelled pushing him again,
So hard he fell to the floor.
"Now get your fat ass upstairs!" he yelled.
Cartman looked at his mom in disbelief,
She wasent doing anything!
Shouldnt she say something!
"Mom!" Cartman frowned,
"Do what Rick tell's you sweetie" she said.
'Did she not just see that asshole push me?
TWICE? What the fuck kind of mother is she?!'
Cartman got himself off the ground and looked to Rick
then his mother. 'I cant believe that bitch is fucking doing this to me.'
He toke a look to Rick and glarred and slowly walked up the steps.
The first time in his life he toke orders.
Ever.
"He's never done that before" he heard his mom say to Rick as he was upstairs.
Cartman rolled his eyes, "fucking bitch" he muttered. "She doesnt fucking care about me."
Cartman put on his headphones and pressed play to the song "The blister exsists" by Slipknot
on his Cd Player. He put his head back onto his bed.
He lifted his head for a secound and saw the top of a vodka bottle.
He just remebered he hid it a few days ago.
He toke off his head phones, and got up grabbing the bottle.
He toke a huge gulp, swollowed it down, then another, then another.
the burning sensation glided down his throat and into his stomach.
He sat back onto his bed and chugged another swollow.
Maybe if he drank enough, He would have to feel this anymore.
Kenny sat at home on his bed.
Acctually it was more like a matt then a bed.
He sighed. Bored.
There was nothing to do.
He heard a Truck outside their house, He went to the window
and saw a mail truck drop off the mail in their old broken down mailbox.
"Woohoo!" Kenny smiled Racing outside.
He was excited that his Playboy subscription would finnaly arrive.
He got to the mailbox and picked up the letters.
FINAL NOTICE letter, skip.
Happy birthday kevin letter, skip.
Bingo.
Playboy magizine.
Kenny grinned, "Whoohoo!" He ran inside.
He's been waiting for the new one this month
seems like forever.
He flipped through it and groaned.
The usal porn girls. He wanted some new ones.
He put it down a sec and went through the other letters.
To The MCcormick family, skip.
Wellfare, Skip.
Last letter, On the back in gold letter it said,
"We formally invite you to celebrate this day"
Kenny raised his eyebrow curious,
He flipped it over and tore open the envelop.
He toke out the card.
It was a white card with Red roses in a basset on the front.
He opened it,
"Dear," There was a line and It said in writting "The MCcormick's"
"On this special day we would like you to attend Liane Cartman and
Rick Gallender's Wedding.
It will be held This Friday at 7:30PM.
Please be there to honor the bride and grom on their speacial
day, Which they will cherish forever.
Sincerly yours,"
Another line and on the line in writting it was Liane's siggnature.
At the bottem it had the address of the church.
Kenny stared at the letter for a good 7 secounds.
"Holly fuck" he mummbled.
He dropped the letter and swung the door and went outside.
He couldnt help but feel bad for Cartman.
He's never felt bad for Cartman in his entire life, He was such an asshole
to him and everyone around him.. except Kyle anymore. Naturally.
He sighed walking over to Cartman's.
He felt bad beacuse he knew what it was like.
To have an abbusive dad.
Kenny had known the secound he saw Rick that he wasent
who he appeared to be. He had a talent at figgureing people
out quickly.
Kenny got to The door and rung the doorbell.
He heard footsteps come to the door and A man answered.
Rick, he confirmed.
"Is Cartman here? Er No, Eric?"
"Sorry kid, Eric's being an asshole right now. He cant have friends
over he came home late."
Rick toke a few moments and studyed Kenny.
"Shouldnt you be at home, It's late."
Kenny shrugged.
"Uh, well Ok. I'll tell him you stopped by though..
Um.. was It Lenny?"
Kenny frowned, "Kenny" he corrected.
"Oh right, right.
Ok then Kenny. I'll let him know you stopped by."
"Thanks" Kenny said without much empithy in his voice.
Rick smiled and shut the door.
Kenny shrugged. He could imagine that guy doing that to him.
There was something about him.
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
Cartman held onto his head,
"Ow, Ow, Ow, Ow.."
He picked up his alarm clock and threw it to the ground
"OW!" He frowned at it one last time.
He felt his head. Huge fucking headache.
He saw an almost empty bottle next to him.
He looked up to the window. Sun was shining.
Cartman frowned and got his curtains covering it.
Then he just realized, His mom was getting married Tomorow.
He sighed. Too late now.
She's going to marry him and theres nothing he could do about it.
He got out from his room and trotted down the steps and grabbed his keys,
and went outside.
He didnt change, He didnt shower. Nothing.
He didnt care.
He started up the car backing up.
He wondered if he was suppose to pick Kyle up today.
I mean, He was mad at him yesterday but was he still suppose to
pick him up? He rolled his eyes and went towards the Jew's house anyway.
He didnt want Stan Captin asshole picking his boyfriend up.
Cartman stopped infront of the house.
He looked to his watch. 15 minneutes early.
Early again. Probably beacause he skipped getting ready.
He smelled bad he noticed but iggnored it.
Who cares.
Cartman got sick of waiting and went up to the door
and knocked onto it.
Suddenly Small Ike opened it.
Cartman looked down to him "Get Kahl"
Ike raised his eyebrow, Then shelia came up behind him.
When she saw Cartman she slightly frowned then tried hidding
it. "Yes?" She said sternly.
"Can you get Kahl?" He asked.
She frowned, "I'm sorry Eric, But Kyle's eating right now.
You should go on without him, I'm sure Stan will pick him up."
"No I'm not!" Cartman heard a voice inside.
Cartman smiled and crossed his arms at Sheila as he heard footsteps
running for the door.
Cartman smirked,
"You know that kiss we did infront of you last time I was over?"
Shelia raised her eyebrow almost looking angry at the question.
"Alot more goes on when were in my car alone." he smiled evily to her.
Showing her off.
Kyle got to the door, "Sorry" He said to Cartman.
Trying to step out from the door.
His mom stopped him, "Kyle, I dont want you going with him."
Kyle rolled his eyes, "Mom, Fuck off" he said trying to get through.
"Kyle, Your not going with him."
Kyle frowned, "He's my fucking boyfriend, Screw off!" he pushed his way
past her.
Cartman smiled, He liked this new attitude Kyle developed from who knows
when.
"Come on" He rolled his eyes, walking to his car.
Cartman toke one final look back to shelia and grinned.
She was frowning and her hand clutched onto the door.
As Kyle slammed the door while inside he looked to Cartman,
"What the fuck is her problem?"
Cartman laughed alittle and shruged starting the car.
He realized this is the first time he's laughed in awhile.
It felt good.
"Dude, Your mom's getting married tomorow!" Kyle smiled.
Cartman shut his eyes for a mer secound.
'Just when I feel a little spec of nonmissery you bring that up.'
"like I dont know that" he said sarcastically.
Kyle rolled his eyes.
'He'll come around after the wedding.' he thought.
"I got the letter yesterday"
Cartman glanced at him, "The letter?"
"Yeah.. the invitation.. to the wedding.."
Cartman raised his eyebrow, He didnt even know his mom
made letters for it yet. "Oh." he said.
"So are you going to be standing next to your mom at the wedding?"
"I hope not" he muttered.
"Huh?"
"I dont know."
"How do you not know?"
Cartman shrugged.
He felt himself sinking lower and lower into the feeling He had
yesterday. The only decent positive feeling he's had in the last
three days was the few secounds he saw Kyle's mom mad.
The rest he's felt like.. this.
"Well Didnt they tell you at the wedding rehearls?"
Cartman said nothing a moment, Then shrugged his shoulders
up and down.
Kyle frowned, feeling himself getting irritated.
"Did you guys even have a wedding rehersal?"
"I dont know." Cartman kept frowning to the road.
"Cartman! How do you not know!" Kyle raised his voice.
"I dont know" said in a lower calm tone.
That just made Kyle even more mad.
"Do you care about this at all?!
Do you not even give one shit that your mom's getting
married tomorow?!"
"No." Cartman store at the road.
Kyle felt rage build up inside of him, he was so sick of Cartman's
attitude.
"Wow. You have got to be the most selfish and stubborn asshole
I've ever met in my life."
Cartman said nothing, just store to the road.
Kyle was supprissed.
Cartman usually would protest whenever he said something like
that.
"Uh.. Cartman?" Kyle asked confused.
"Hm?" He asked quietly.
"I uh.. I just said your a stuborn selfish asshole." kyle said,
Wondering why Cartman didnt say anything back.
It was so unlike him.
Cartman's expression didnt change.
He toke a turn on the street.
"I know" he said. Kyle raised his eyebrows.
"Your right." Cartman said.
Kyle's heart stopped.
'Did Cartman.. Did Cartman just say I'm right?!
No, no I must have heard him wrong.'
"What?" Kyle asked, 'I obviously heard him wrong'
Cartman's eyes locked to the road,
"Your right. I am a fat, stubborn, selfish stupid asshole."
He said.
Kyle's eyes went wide,
'WHAT?!'
"I didnt say you were Fat.. Or stupid"
Cartman pulled up to the school,
"You shouldve. Cause that's true too."
Kyle starred at him in disbelief.
'Did.. Did he really just say that??
Really?'
Cartman parked the Car into a parkinglot and got out.
Didnt even stop when Kyle remained in the Car.
6 secounds later Kyle slowly unbuckled his seatbelt and got out.
Cartman was way ahead of him now.
'What the hell just happened?'
Now he knew something was deffinently wrong.
Something was Really, really wrong.
Cartman went past his locker, He forgot his bag again.
But didnt care.
Then he saw Kenny running up to him.
He caught up to him and stopped,
"I went to your house last night" he said.
Cartman raised an eyebrow, "Why?"
Kenny shrugged, "I got the letter in the mail."
Cartman rolled his eyes.
'Who else did she invite?!'
Liane wasent even that close with the Mccormicks.
"So? you knew they were getting married."
Kenny shrugged again "I know.. Jus.. wanted to see ya I guess."
Cartman frowned, "Why?"
Kenny toke a moment to answer, then said "I dunno."
He looked down, "Where's your bag?" He asked him.
"Forgot it" Cartman mummbled.
"again?"
Cartman nodded. Annoyed of Playing 20 questions with Kenny
he passed him. Hopeing he'd leave him alone.
Hopeing everyone would leave him alone.
Kyle slugged down the halls looking down.
'What's wrong with him?' He asked himself.
'Did I do something wrong?'
"Hey dude" he heard a voice and saw Stan with his arm around
Wendy.
"hey" Kyle forced a smile. Stan knew better.
"What's wrong?"
Kyle looked down, "Nothing"
Stan raised an eyebrow "Something's wrong."
Kyle sighed and looked to Wendy then back down to the
floor. "I'll tell you later" Kyle muttered.
Stan nooded.
"I didnt know Cartman's mom was getting married" Wendy spoke up.
Kyle looked to her, 'How did she find out?'
Stan shrugged, "Yeah I didnt either.. beacuse-" Stan looked to Kyle
"SOMEONE didnt tell me"
Kyle laughed. "I thought you already knew."
Wendy looked to Kyle, "I never immagined her getting married.
She fucked almost every guy in town."
Stan laughed, "Tell me about it."
Kyle tapped his arm, He didnt feel comfortable talking about
Cartman's mom like that.. He felt like he was going behind
his back gossiping or some shit like that.
"Yeah well, I'll catch you guys later" Kyle smiled walking away.
"Yeah, Later dude" Stan smiled back.
Kyle looked down again.
He really wanted to know what was Wrong with Cartman.
Is he the only one that could see he looked really..
Deppressed?
Wrote enough today..
Write more tomorow! :D
They'll be getting ready for the wedding.
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