A/N: TW- Drug use
It had been a few days since thee two boys had ridden themselves of their abusive fathers, and everything was going perfectly. Kenny and Craig had only grown closer and they were even able to come out about their relationship without fear. Well, Cartman made a few jokes, but after a swift punch in the jaw and the fatass shut up. Hell, Craig had even began to smile more after he and Kenny began to date, albeit not often, but it was more than he ever had in the past. He felt truly blessed to have Kenny by his side, and the small vow they had made to always protect one another from harms way was enough for him to know that they'd stick it out for the long run.
Today was different however. Kenny hadn't shown up at school at all. It wasn't like the blond so needless to say, Craig was slightly worried. Instead of texting the blond to see what was up though, he opted to find out for himself. With that, the raven left the building and trekked to his lovers home. Craig knew well enough that he didn't have to knock, so as soon as he arrived he just waltzed inside. Upon entering though, an air of terror filled the room. It was silent. Hell, he couldn't even here the mice. His heart dropped as he threw the bag to the ground and he hesitatingly went to the blonds bedroom. With a shaky hand, he opened the door and as he peered inside, his entire body paled.
Kenny was sprawled out on the bed with a needle still in his hand. The only thing to reassure the raven was the subtle rise and fall of Kenny's chest. The fact he was breathing was a good thing, but why the fuck would he even do this? Did he not make Kenny happy? Was he not good enough so Kenny had to shoot up just to get away from him? These thoughts ran throughout Craig's mind as he sulked to the bed. He grasped Kenny's shoulders and lightly shook the smaller. A sigh of relief passed through the ravens lips as the blond opened his eyes and gazed up at Craig. It was then that pure fear painted Kenny's features.
"Craig... Uh... Hah... W-What are you doing here?" Kenny averted his gaze from Craig as he spoke softly, almost too soft. As if he didn't want Craig to hear.
"I think the better question is what the fuck are you doing, McCormick?" His gray eyes narrowed as he stared at the male below him, a hint of anger tinting each word.
"I... Uh... I wanted to have some fun...?" It came out as a question, as if he had to ask Craig for reassurance, even though he knew that was not the case.
"Fun?! Is that what you fucking call this McCormick?!" Craig was beginning to seethe with rage. What the fuck? So, Craig wasn't even fun anymore? "Was I just another person you wanted to fuck and check off your list?! Am I just a god damned piece of ass?! You know what. I'm done, McCormick. Fuck off. I thought you were done with drugs but guess not. Don't fucking bother trying to talk to me." He spat the words out and his gaze turned to a glare before the raven exited the room, and then the house.
The blonds eyes grew wide as he watched Craig leave. He just lost the guy he'd crushed on for years. His body began to quake as a sudden outburst of sobs began to radiate through him. His sapphire eyes turned to focus on the needle before he threw it to the wall, shattering the glass and causing what little substance was left, to splatter over the blue walls. He felt empty inside, as if a part of himself had just been torn away. The sobbing only came quicker as these thoughts continued to cross his mind.
Meanwhile, Craig was walking home with his gaze stuck on the ground. What little bit of happiness he had, was gone. He didn't cry, even though internally he felt like it. What was the point of crying over a man who didn't even enjoy his presence to the point he had to do drugs just to have 'fun'. Craig scoffed as he tilted his head upward to gaze at the clouds as he walked. He knew he was boring, but he had thought he and Kenny had fun while together, but apparently he thought wrong. It just furthered his hatred for people. Every single time he found even the smallest sliver of happiness, it somehow managed to escape him. This time, it was his choice, but he didn't want to get into anything dealing with hard drugs. The worst he has done is pot, and that's rare as fuck. He was just fucking done. Done with taking peoples bullshit. Just done.
Kenny was to the point of hyperventilating. He knew he had fucked up big time. He had relapsed and used again and it cost him the one thing he loved, other than Karen, and he was pissed. Not at Craig, but himself for being so stupid. He could have not taken the drugs, but he did, and this was his punishment. But, he vowed to Craig to be there to protect him, and that includes winning the raven back no matter what. He needed Craig to be happy, and he knew Craig needed him, whether the stoic male would admit it. Now, he just needed a plan.
A/N: Please don't kill me. Okay, thank you. I hate writing this too but, ya know, a good plot is a good plot.