A/N: First of all I would like to apologise for how long it takes for me to update sometimes. I usually write my chapters on the weekends when my six year old nightmare of a half brother goes over his dad's house and my mum isn't around to be all like "You've always got your head in that computer writing stories! Why don't you go out and enjoy the sun before it's gone and we get rain again?" She seems to forget that a) Thanks to my half ginger genes from my dad I have the palest skin ever and I just burn straight away. b) I'm allergic to fucking grass! Seriously, I'm the only person with hay fever in my family and the two things I'm allergic to are grass and blossom trees. And c) I love writing. Anyways they stayed here for the past two weekends so I couldn't do as much writing.
Secondly I am going to promise you right now that there will be no sad ending. There's not much I can say because I don't want to give too much of a clue about what's going to happen. All I can say is the end will not be sad - I swear to Nyx lol - but the next few chapters might be.
So please stick with this story because I love you guys, seriously this was like the first fan fiction that I put on here and it makes me "sooooo happy" to see that people actually like it. If it wasn't for your reviews I might have given up by now, trust me there have been times where I have wanted to pull my hair out and scream "What am I gonna do next?"- I hate it when I know where I want it to go but I don't know how to get there.
Finally I apologise for how long my authors note is lol but I wanted to explain everything.
"I mean what the hell? Who does he think he is?" I said, pacing around mine and Kenny's room angrily. I turned to face my room mate, who was lying on his bed and staring at the ceiling, deep in thought. "Even Tweek doesn't like how Craig is acting lately! The one person who's biologically programmed to like Craig and even he can't stand what the guy's become! You've noticed haven't you? I mean, me and Tweek aren't the only ones... right?"
Kenny stretched lazily and sat up, sitting with his back against the wall "We've all noticed Kyle, but I think we should just let him get on with it, he'll see what he's doing soon enough."
"Yeah" I answered, slowly sitting down on the edge of my bed. "You're right" I calmed down slightly but I could still sense that nagging feeling at the back of my mind, telling me that this wasn't that simple. "Kenny, this is going to sound so stupid."
"What is it?" Kenny asked. "I'm not gonna laugh at you, you're my best friend."
I sighed "I just... I feel like we're missing something... something big and obvious and staring us right in the face."
"Like what?" the blonde fledgling asked, shooting me a confused look.
"I-" I was cut off by a loud scratching noise on the door. Getting up from my spot on the bed, I crossed the room and opened the door to find Snowflake and Bunny sitting and waiting patiently in the hallway. They both looked up at me as if to say 'what took you so long?' before Bunny leapt into the room and onto Kenny's lap and Snowflake jumped up into my arms. "Hello" I smiled as I closed the door and moved to sit on the bed again, my cat taking a seat next to me.
"So you were saying...?" Kenny said, stroking his and Butters' cat as it curled up in his lap.
"I think something is wrong" I stated. "I think there's something going on that we don't know about and by that I mean every single fledgling at this school doesn't know about it... except for the dead ones that talk to Tweek. I can't escape this feeling that there's more to this than meets the eye, you know? I personally think it's not just a case of Craig acting weird."
"I don't know" Kenny replied doubtfully. "Maybe this is that simple but you feel like there's something going on because you don't want to believe that Craig really has changed."
"Maybe" I shrugged. "You know Ken, sometimes you actually say some really smart things."
"Why do you sound so surprised" Kenny grinned. "I may seem like I don't care about school but trust me, this is my second chance and I'm not messing it up."
"I hope you don't mind me asking this but... what was your life like before this?" I asked. "I know everyone else's stories but Wendy said you wouldn't tell anyone yours. What happened Kenny?"
He suddenly looked a lot more serious, a dark expression crossed over his features. "Well" he sighed. "It wasn't pretty, I mean none of our stories are that happy but the place I came from? I wouldn't even wish that kind of life on Bebe Stephens."
"Wow" I said. "It's that bad?"
Kenny nodded "I came from a dark lonely place" and I knew he was telling the truth because I could literally see it in his eyes, dark shadows of his past clouding up his thoughts. "My parents weren't as well off as most people... actually that's a lie. The truth is we had nothing, we spent each day wondering if we were going to eat or go hungry again. At least we had each other for a while I guess..."
"Why does it sound like there's going to be a but?" I questioned.
"Because there is" Kenny admitted. "My dad soon started drinking, he would steal alcohol from people's houses and the local shop, which unsurprisingly led to violence."
I gasped "You?"
"No" Kenny shook his head. "At least not at first. He beat my mom... really bad... until one day she couldn't take it any more. She left." He let out a loud sob and I just didn't know what I could possibly say to him to make it better. So I just moved to his bed and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. Bunny and Snowflake must have noticed as well because they're both cuddling up against him "I don't blame her for leaving, I just wish she had taken me and my sister with her, or at least just my sister." He paused to try and get some of his composure back.
"You don't have to tell me the rest if you don't want to" I assured him.
He shook his head again "I want to tell you, we're best friends we shouldn't have secrets. Besides it feels good to finally talk about it." Ok so at this point I felt kind of guilty about the fact that I had secrets but I wasn't going to bother him with that right now. "So soon after she left he moved on from alcohol to drugs and he replaced his old punching bag for a new one."
"You?" I asked again, this time he nodded.
"I didn't care about me, I was trying to protect my sister... he... he was abusing her too... just in a different way" he choked out, tears finally making their appearance. "I wasn't... strong enough. I couldn't protect her. I still feel guilty about what happened to her, if I was a stronger person-"
"Kenny!" I interjected. "It was not your fault ok? Listen to me, there was nothing more you could have done. Don't you dare punish yourself for what he did."
The blonde smiled weakly through his tears "Butters said that as well."
"Do you want to talk about something else?" I offered.
"No I want to finish the story, it gets better I promise" he replied. I can't believe he was more concerned whether the story was upsetting me than he was about himself. "So my sister got taken away by social services, I was really happy when they took her because I knew she would be safe. I didn't even care that it was getting worse for me, in my opinion it was too late for me anyway. Then one day it was extremely bad, I'd never seen him so angry, he basically beat me up and left me for dead in our shed of a house. I don't know where he went but I was there for about two days I think."
"So how did you get out?" I asked.
"I was getting to that part. By the second day I was so out of it that I though I was hallucinating when a blonde boy nervously stumbled into my house and rushed to my side." He smiled slightly, a few stray tears still escaping "I thought he was an angel, I thought I was dead and he was supposed to take me to heaven or something" he chuckled. "So he picked me up and carried me to a car. Then after that I passed out and woke up a couple of days later here."
"At least I'm not the only one who had to wake up in a hospital bed" I stated, earning another small chuckle from the blonde. "I can't imagine how you must feel, having gone through all that."
"Right now I'm happy because I've got you guys and another chance, you know, I can really make my life so much better now" he finally had a genuine smile on his face, one that reached his eyes.
"I don't get it" I said. "How do you always stay so optimistic?"
"I just keep one thing in mind" he replied. "Every time I start to feel upset I just remind myself that there are always people going through things much worse than I did."
"To be honest with you Kenny I don't think you're not strong enough at all, I mean you've been to hell and back and you still push your own problems aside to help other people. In a way you're stronger than any of us because I know I wouldn't be able to cope with what you have."
He took me by surprise by throwing his arms around me, but I gladly returned the hug ."How do you always know what to say?" he asked.
"I don't know" I answered truthfully. "I just say what I think is right."
"I love you Kyle" he said, I knew it was in a totally non-romantic way though. "You know that don't you?"
"I know" I replied. "I love you too Kenny."
Just then the door swung open to reveal Stan leaning against the door frame "Well, what's going on here then, should I be worried?" he smirked.
I broke the hug and Kenny turned to face him. "Nah, you know I have my eye on someone else" he laughed.
"So what's up?" I asked.
Stan's smirk disappeared when he remembered why he was there "I think you'd better get out here."
I suddenly felt slightly worried "What's wrong?"
"It's Craig." How did I know it was gonna have something to do with him? "Wendy asked him why he was being so moody and he just started yelling at her. He made her cry dude."
I sighed "Alright, I'll sort this out."
I know I said I was going to ignore him but this time he picked on the wrong person...
A/N: Whoa I seriously wasn't expecting Kenny's story to be so sad, I knew I wanted it to be worse than the others but I didn't plan on being so depressing lol sorry.
