Kyle walked into the room seeing Cartman on his couch.
Supprisingly awake.
"Uh.. I think you should sleep over tonight"
Cartman raised his eyebrow, "Why?"
"I just.. I dont know.. I dont want you to go home just yet"
Cartman sat up from the couch, "You know I'm going to have to
go home eventually right?"
"Yeah I know.. Just one more night."
Cartman stared at him, then toke out his cellphone dialing his mom's
cell number.

Riiiiing
riiiiiiing
"Hello?" A male voice came on the phone.

Cartman rolled his eyes at the sound of Rick,
"Let me talk to my mom"
"Boy you are in some serrious trouble!"
"What? why?"
"You know the fuck why! I got a call from Stan marsh's mother,
Kid you got some fucking explaining to do"
Cartman's eyes went wide, "Uh.."
"Dont uh me, Get your fat ass over here! Now!"
"I.. I um.." Cartman studdered in fear.
"Now damn it! Hurry the fuck up!"
Rick hung up.

Cartman still remained frozen with his cellphone to his ear.
"What's wrong?" Kyle asked confused.
Cartman didnt move.
"He told him.." He said quietly.
"What?"
"Fuck. Stan's mom told Rick.. I kicked his ass.."
Kyle's eyes gapped wide, "WHAT?!" He gasped.
Cartman slowly toke the phone away from his ear and shut it
Stareing at the phone.

"How do you know?!"
"Rick just told me.. I.. I gotta get home.." He said, slowly
standing up and walking to the door.
Kyle ran infront of him, "Oh no.. No, No, No, no, no! you cant go back there!"
Cartman frowned, "Kahl, I have too!"
Kyle gripped onto Cartman's shoulders, "Cartman, He's going to hurt you!"
"HE"S GOING TO HURT YOU!" He said louder and clearer.

"I fucking know that!" Cartman pushed him off.
"But its better I go now, then not go and get it worse later!"

Kyle stared at his boyfriend with sad pittiful eyes.
He couldnt Stand watching Cartman going out that door
knowing whats going to happen to him.

Cartman closed his eyes and sighed.
He opened them putting his hands on Kyle's shoulders and leaned
his head closer to Kyle's.
"Dont worry about me. Ok?
I'll be fine."

Kyle didnt believe it.
But he looked down and nodded his head.
Cartman knew he didnt believe him.
He leaned in giving Kyle a long kiss on the forhead, then went around
him, clossing the door behind him as he walked to his car.
Kyle remained in that same spot. He couldnt move.
'How the fuck could he do this..?!'

Kyle then began instantly angry and dialed Stan's number,
Who answered on first ring.
"Hello?"
"STAN! WHAT THE FUCK?!"
"What? What did I do?"
"You know what you did. I cant fucking believe you
ratted Cartman out!"

Stan pinched between his eyes, "You heard?"
"Yeah, I fucking heard! Cartman's on his way home now!
and I hope when you see bruises on him tomorow, you'll
know that it's all your fucking fault"

Kyle angerily clicked the phone off.

Cartman sighed as he stopped the Car at his house.
He hated Stan more then ever.
what a fucking cry baby.

He got out of the car preparing himself for what was to come.
He got to his door, putting his hand on the handle.
He toke one secound more then opened the door.
Cartman walked in closeing the door behind him, and tossed his key's on the living room table.
He looked up and saw Rick standing there with his arms crossed.
Rick smirked.
"You gave that kid a black eye and a busted lip" he said.
Cartman remained silent, stareing at him.
"What the fuck were you thinking?"
Cartman looked down, "I wasent"
"Hah. damn right you werent" Rick pushed himself off the wall he leaned
against and walked towards Cartman.

"Do you know how fucking embarresing it is to have a father calling
me saying their kid got beat up by you?" He sneered.
He laughed a little, "Must'a been a wimpy kid, cause almost anyone could take
your fatass down"
Cartman looked down not responding.
"You dont fucking do that!" Rick pushed him,
Cartman backing up, Rick pushed him again saying
"Your such a FUCK UP! AND I GOT A CALL FROM SCHOOL YOUR SUSPENDED
FOR THREE DAYS!"

"Do you know how this makes me look?!" Rick yelled in rage and punched Cartman accross the face and
Cartman fell to the ground.
Rick glowered over him, about to kick him, Cartman was backing up,
"I'm sorry! Ok, I'm sorry I wont do it again! Please.." he said holding his hand's
up to defend himself.
"Your fucking right you wont do it again!"
Rick kicked Cartman in the theigh and he yelped, Rick laughed
and kicked him harder, Cartman flipped over from the kick and Rick
put his hands on Cartman's collar shirt lifting his back from the ground,
"Your a fucking disgrace" he sneered and pushed him back onto the ground,
Makeing Cartman's head go down with a hard thud.
Cartman prepared for his next attack closeing his eyes and flinching,
But he didnt feel anything.
Thinking it was over, he put his finger's to his nose where it bled.
Then Cartman suddenly felt his gut get kicked and he held onto it ahceing.
"Next time, THINK before you fuck up!" Rick yelled and smashed his foot into Cartman's
Stomach, Cartman clenched his eyes shut from the pain and rolled over.
He felt like he stopped breathing, he couldnt breath.
A few secounds later his air caught up with him and he breathed heavily.
Cartman slowly lifted himself up from the ground shakeing.
"Stupid fuckin fatass" Rick mumbled, then swung his foot back and smashed
it in the center of Cartman's back causing him to fall over again, feeling
the spot burn from where it got hit.
Cartman laid there feeling nothing but throbbing.
He heard Rick laugh and leave the room.
Cartman was spread out in the living room floor, feeling all his wounds
acheing in developing bruises.
His nose hurt where he got punched and his back hurt when he tried to sit up.
Cartman stod up anyway, then toke a moment stareing at the ground then
put his hands in his face instantly starting to cry.

He sobbed.
His eyes grew puffy red and watery as he cried
and wipped the tears away,
Cartman breathed.
He wished Kyle was here.
This hurt so fucking bad.
Cartman laid back down on the ground, and closed his wet eyes.
Just laying there.

Kyle flipped through the channels on the Tv.
It was so boring with his parents gone.
He wished Cartman was there with him.. He hated knowing where Cartman was.
Kyle sighed. Damn it, He keeps trying to help Cartman,
To make His step dad stop.. But Cartman wont listen.
Kyle started to think maybe Cartman doesnt even care anymore.
Cartman just goes through it to get it over with.

Kyle shut his eyes putting the remote to his forhead.
'Why did Stan tell? Did he really hate Cartman that much?!'

"Knock, Knock, Knock"

Kyle looked to the door.

"Knock, Knock, Knock, Knock"

He got off the couch and went to the door opening it.
Stan stod there.
Kyle frowned, "What do you want?" He sneered.
Stan looked down then back up at his best friend,
"Kyle I'm sorry. Your right.
I have no right to tell you how to run your relashionships."

Kyle's face soffened, "Really?"
Stan toke a step inside Kyle's house, and walked and turned around.
"Yeah."

Kyle smiled, Stan toke a hold of Kyle's arms.
"All I'm going to say Is just.. Be careful.. Ok?"
Kyle toke Stan's arms, "It's Ok. Cartman's just going through shit right now."
"I'm just saying" Stan let go of Kyle's arms, and Kyle also let go.
"Thanks. But really, there's nothing to worry about."
Stan looked down and nodded.
He had a bad feeling.. 'There's everything to worry about, Kyle'

Cartman opened his eyes in the middle of the night.
He looked around. Everything was black.
Cartman sat up then felt sudden pain in his arm from getting up too fast.
He forgot about getting hit there. He held onto his arm, clenching his eyes shut
and squeezing it.
Cartman then slowly got onto his feet of the ground.
He stod up not moving.
Then he felt the familar nagging take over his mind and body.
The urge.
The fucking urge was back.
The need.

Cartman frowned walking a few steps to the couch and sat down.
'Whisky.. WHISKEY.. Need.. SIP. Just. ONE. SIP'

Cartman tried to iggnore the feeling, He turned on the tv.
"No." said aloud to himself.
"I promised Kahl." He frowned switching the channels.

'Just. One. Sip.'
His body begged and his chest tightened

Cartman shoke his head,
'NO!'

Cartman kept flipping through channels anxiously, then landed
on animal planet.
He didnt really want to watch it, but he had to keep himself entertained NOW.
He turned up the volume, Sitting back, trying to focous on Tv only.

'One sip. Just one. Just a drop' His body begged.
Cartman started tapping his fingers fast and intensivly.
His eyes glanced to the refridgerator.
Then Cartman pulled them away,
"no" he said a loud.

'Just one? I need it. It needs me. The burn, The fucking BURN'

Cartman put his hand to his head, "Stop it" he whispered almost
begging himself.
Cartman's eyes traveled to the fridge again.
Cartman instantly looked away.

'Need.. Fucking neeeed. Buuuuurn'

Cartman nodded his head.
Then an idea poped.
Food. 'I should get food'

Cartman got up from his couch going into the cabnit,
looking around, He saw cheesy poofs.
His eyes widdened and he grabbed them.
He hasent eaten these in forever, He smiled, opening the bag
enjoying the taste of the familar cheese balls he used to always
have when he was younger.

'Neeeeeed. Neeed. One drop'
The distraction wasent working.

Cartman's eyes looked to the fridge.
He slowly walked to it.
'Yess. Yeees, Open the fridge. Sip. Just one. Open it'

It was too much to bear. he couldnt do this.
He couldnt fucking do this.
He opened the fridge, "I just want a soda thats all." he told himself
grabbing a Dr. Pepper, Then his eyes traveled to a full, shiny whisky bottle.
'Grab it! NEED IT! Burn! One sip..'

Cartman frowned almost closeing the fridge but his hand wouldnt
let him. His hand kept it open, and his eyes locked to the bottle.
He couldnt do it.
He gives up.
Its too fucking much.
He grabbed the bottle, Deffeted.
He couldnt do it.

He grabbed it, opening the cap and swung it back takeing
one gulp, two, three, up to eight.

He swung it back down enjoying the sweet burning sensation and
the urges and need melt away.
He sighed looking at the bottle.
"I'm sorry Kahl.." He whispered.

Authors Note:

Ok.. I know that was short as fuck.
I'm sorry.
Just this next part I feel like.. I have to start over for a new chapter.
Anyways.. The nose ring is great XD
hurts a little.. but it should heal in a few weeks.
I only got a small stud, its not huge.
Anyways, I'll write the next chap tomorow.
Ok, This one will acctually be long. Swear.

Love you reviewers! (Ps, Sense this was so fucking short.. you dont have to review.)
You guys are my sunshine. WOW. weird.
Hah, sorry, Hyper right now XD