Chapter 13:

Author Note: Would like to apologise for any use of British language in the fanfic! I couldn't reply to the review who pointed it out but I have been trying my best to insert American Literature where appropriate! Thank you for letting me know though and I will be more careful in future chapters. Notice how I did change 'chips' to 'fries' halfway through after I remembered;)

Kenny PoV

"Kenny, make me a cup of hot water will you." Mom calls from the couch. She was out of hospital now and was milking this for all she was worth. This annoyed me; why should I have to wait on her hand and foot when she was the irresponsible one?

"It depends." I reply. "Whether you apologise to Karen or not."

"Why should I apologise to her?" She snaps. I hated her, lying there on our broken down couch, springs and stuffing everywhere. We had no pillows to cover it in so it just looked a complete mess. Especially with my druggy of a mother on top of it, thin and frail with bags under her eyes. Her red hair was greasy and any excess make-up from last week had run and dried on her face.

"Because you are the one who has betrayed her." I raise my voice. "Again."

"Kenny, I've just come out of hospital." She argues. "It's not my fault I have been driven to this-"

"YES IT IS!" I yell, throwing a chipped glass at the wall and she looks up abruptly. "IT IS ALWAYS YOUR FAULT. YOU AND DAD. THANKS TO YOU, OUR FAMILY IS BROKEN. BROKEN."

I storm out of the room and run up the stairs, slamming my bedroom door. I throw myself down on the bed and hammer it with my fists. Why was I forced to live like this? Why did my parents bring me into a world where they couldn't care for me? Well, I knew why; a bottle of vodka and sexual assault. Yet my mother was still with my dad, after the many times he has raped her, or claimed to. They hardly ever spoke anymore. I don't think they knew squat about each other.

I knew he wouldn't care, but I thought I should let him know all the same. I hated my dad even more than mom. I dialled his number into my cell and held it to my ear. After ringing out, it went straight to voicemail. He was probably passed out in a ditch somewhere. He charged his phone up at Skeeters bar every evening. I was about to hang up before I had a better idea.

"Dad? It's Kenny." I gulp, I was so fed up of this. "Mom is home, not that you care. But I want to see your face round here in the next twenty four hours. So put the drink down, and get your ass down here else I'm coming to find you. You need to man up for once and help out. Karen needs you and mom needs you. So quit fucking around."

I hang up before I could delete the message. I couldn't believe I had just done that, I was in deep shit now. But I was virtually as tall as him, so since Kevin wasn't going to take action, I was going to do something about it.

Monday Morning:

Wendy PoV

"Why am I here again?" Stan slumps down in his seat next to me.

"Good morning to you too." I give a sarcastic smile and he kisses me on the lips. "Where Kyle?"

"No sign of him." Kenny informs me. "We have both tried calling him but he's just not picking up."

"Yeah well I'm not surprised..." I sigh, I did feel sorry for him. That must have been totally humiliating, bless him, he was only trying to fit in. "Especially with the way you acted."

"Well he doesn't know!" Kenny objects. "Besides, I feel really bad about that. Honestly, and look hey, no one else needs to know."

"I wouldn't be too sure about that." Stan grimaces. "The morning announcements are going to start in a bit."

"He wouldn't..." I trail off. Surely Cartman couldn't be that cruel... Oh wait a second, I take it back, yeah he could. "Where is Bebe anyway Kenny?"

"I don't know." He shrugs. "Probably applying lip gloss or something."

"Hey." Clyde jabs me in the back hard and I spin my head around, glaring at him. If there was one person I didn't like, it was Clyde and trust me, I had my reasons... He was sat behind me with his gang of Craig, Tweek, Jason, Jimmy and Token. They had always been a tight group of friends, back in Elementary school it appeared to have been lead by Craig, back when he was a complete douche bag, but it was clear that Clyde was now the leader. I liked the majority of the group, particularly Token, Craig and Tweek. It was just Clyde that was in the same boat as Cartman for me. He had been through a lot of shit with Bebe and hadn't supported her when she had needed it. Then he took advantage of her when she was really drunk a few months back... Which was something neither her or Kenny knew, because it was the night they got together and she didn't seem to have any recollection of it happening. Clyde obviously did, as did Stan and I. Hopefully that was it because I knew it could jeopardize their relationship if he found out.

"What?" I snap, the disadvantage of being one of the most popular girls in the year is that dickheads like Clyde always talk to you when they want something.

"Is it true?" He smirks and Jason covers his hand with his mouth.

"Is what true?" Stan repeats, turning around and putting his arm around me defensively.

"About Kyle?" He laughs and my heart sinks. I exchange a worried glance with Stan. "You were there right?"

"What are you talking about?" Kenny tries to cover it up but our faces say it all.

"Oh my God, it is true!" Jason scoffs and Jimmy starts laughing too.

"He pretended his cousin was his girlfriend?" Clyde grins, God I hated him. Luckily Token didn't seem to find it as funny and at least Craig and Tweek weren't balling their eyes out about it.

"It's not funny you dickhead." Stan retorts. God I was going to kill Cartman.

As if he had read my mind, Cartman's nasal voice suddenly booms out over he entire homeroom. "Good morning students of South Park Elementary. These are the morning announcements and I am Eric Cartman."

"And I, am Eric 'Fartman'." Stan imitates in a high pitched voice, which makes me laugh.

"Lunch today is beef stew." He informs us. "Apart from Kenny who won't be able to afford it, so he can just have cream corn... again."

"Fucking hell." Kenny mutters, putting his head in his hands.

"Sci-fi club is today for all those nerds who don't want to go to recess because they have no friends." He continues on and there is a short whine from Kevin Stoley, who created the club. "They meet in the S3 at the start of lunchtime. All revision guides have to be purchased by tomorrow, forms will be given out today... Wow they are cutting that a bit fine aren't they? Does the school not want us to do well in our exams? Or are they just that un-organised? Hmm... In more interesting news, I will be purchasing the new Racer Raid game for Xbox tonight, so if anyone would like some more information on that, or can't afford it, please come to me so I can brag. I'm talking to you Kenny."

"Dude, he's really got it in for you today." Stan turns to Kenny, who still has his head in his hands and looks half asleep.

"Now, I would tell you about the interesting events that happened over the weekend." Cartman adds and I glance at Stan. This was it, he was going to fuck someone's life up yet again. "However, it turns out that Bebe Stevens has already spread the news around the school for me. So if you don't know about Kyle Broflovski's little... date night, I suggest you go to her. Have an average day kids, I hope you all get F's. Those were the morning announcements and I am Eric Cartman."

The announcements end and we are all plunged into silence. Bebe? Bebe did this? I whip my head around to face Clyde, who is beginning to chortle again. "Clyde, did Bebe tell you about Kyle?"

"Nah mate. I heard it from Bridon, who heard it from Douglas, who heard it from Emily, who heard it from Lexus, who heard it from Red, who heard it from Bebe." He sneers, satisfied with his recollection.

"News spreads fast." Jason adds and I glare at him before turning back around.

"It's really not that interesting, surely." Stan sighs. "People aren't that pathetic..."

"Well clearly they are." I indicate to behind me again and then turn to Kenny. "It was Bebe."

"Well she was bound to tell Red." Kenny tries to defend her and I roll my eyes. "My question is why did Red tell Lexus?"

"If our sources are true." Stan points out. We all sit there in silence for a moment, thinking about how we were going to warn Kyle. This was not going to go down well.

Bebe PoV

I had stayed home today because I had cramps, they were probably menstrual, but my period had been incredibly light this month. I suppose that is always a good thing though, I hated heavy flows.

I am curling my hair at the dressing table when Wendy's name flashes up on the screen of my cell. Ugh, I couldn't be bothered to talk to her right now, but I picked it up all the same.

"Hi babe." I greet, putting her on speaker so I could continue curling my hair.

"Bebe, where are you?" She sounded quite annoyed.

"I'm sick." I tell her and there is a short pause.

"No you're not, you're curling your hair." She responds, did she have super powers or something?

"What? How do you know that?" I retort.

"Because you're doing that voice you do when you are styling you hair." She sighs. "And I can hear your curlers beeping."

"...Well, so what if I am?" I object. "I've got cramps, I'll get bored lying in bed all day."

"You know everyone knows about what happened on Saturday night because of you?" Wendy suddenly blurts out. What? Because of me?

"How?" I reply, confused. "I only told Red... And Lola."

"Oh well that solves it!" I hear her say, but it sounded like she was talking to Stan and Kenny instead because I heard two guys voices. "Bebe told Lola too, Lola will have told Bridon and that's how Clyde heard it."

"Well does it really matter?" I interrupt, alerting them that I was still here.

"Yes, because what about Kyle?" Wendy raises her voice. Oh great, she was going to make another scene in the cafeteria again.

"Well I'm sorry for telling two people Wendy!" I yell. "Besides, if I hadn't, Cartman would have anyway." There was silence and I took this as a cue to hang up on her. Jeez, she could be so annoying sometimes; over exaggerating everything. Plus was she like in love with Kyle or something? She has been defending him since Saturday night. I still thought it was pretty pathetic of him, but I wasn't going to tell everyone at school about it. I wasn't that sort of a person... Well, sometimes maybe...