IS THIS REAL LIFE?

Chapter Eighteen

KENNY'S P.O.V

Finding Butters wasn't as hard as I expected it to be. He wasn't far from the apartment, crying on a street corner.

"Butters." I said, kneeling beside him. He looked up at me with large, tear-filled eyes.

"Oh, Butters." I took him in my arms. he didn't protest, he just sniffed pathetically and rested his head on my chest.

"I would never do that to you." I whispered into his hair.

"How do I know that, Kenny?" Butters asked firmly, pushing me away so he could look into my eyes. "How do I know that when we get home you're not going to leave me for Bebe...or...or Kyle?"

I could see where he was coming from. My name around South Park wasn't exactly clean, thanks to some jealous girl who I turned down in like...eighth grade. But, to be entirely honest...

I was a virgin.

"Well, Butters..." I sighed, trying to find the right words. "It's your decision. I'm not going to make you do anything." I cupped his face in my hands, forcing him to look me in the eyes, as his gaze had slipped to the floor. "But I'm a virgin. Yeah, that's right!" I laughed defiantly into his surprised gaze. "And I love you."

Then I stood.

"Don't go far. Be careful."

And I left him to think.

By the time I returned to the apartment, the tears had spilled over. Eric said nothing, but he took me in his arms and lay with me on the sofa whilst I cried into his chest. He patted my back and ruffled my hair.

I wailed to him about how Butters wouldn't even trust me again, how I had ruined our relationship before it even started, and it wasn't even my fault. I told him I was a virgin, but he didn't look surprised, as Butters had.

"It's been kind of obvious since you started crying, dude. If you were the slut they all say you are, you'd have gone out and got it out of your system by having meaningless sex with some chick."

Made sense. I sniffed. Having Eric not make fun of me made me feel a little better.

"Trust me, dude. Butters will get over it."

The cell phone, lying on the table, beeped. Eric leaned over me and flipped it open.

"Hello?"

Even though Eric was the one with the phone to his ear, I heard the buzzing voice through the phones earpiece.

"Eric!" Kyle's voice yelled frantically. "Quick! I don't know what to do!"

"Woah, dude, calm down." Eric laughed. "What's up, can't you find him?"

"Eric! It's Stan!"

"What about Stan?" Eric rolled his eyes at me.

"He got hit by a car."

For a moment, all Eric and I could do was stare at eachother.

"Where are you?" Eric asked, standing up.

"Hospital." Kyle managed.

"Hold up, we'll be right there."