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Chapter 27

Kenny's POV

It's been a month since Bebe kicked me out. I'm still staying with Butters and he's been waiting on me hand and foot and really taken good care of me. I like this treatment. "Baby, someone's at the door for you." Butters tells me. I honestly hate when he calls me baby. It makes me feel like he's giving me the role of the woman in the relationship.

"Who is it?" I ask him.

He shrugs. "Some guy."

"Ok..." That doesn't sound at all suspicious. I head down to the front door, and sure enough there's some guy there.

"Are you Kenny McCormick?" He asks.

I nod. "Yes. How may I help you?"

He hands me an envelope. "You have been served. Have a nice day." He leaves.

I close the door and open the envelope and see that Bebe has filed for divorce. "Shit!" I throw the paper down.

"What's the matter?" Butters asks as he comes downstairs.

"Bebe filed for divorce."

Butters' eyes light up. "Really? This is great!"

I frown. "How is this great news?"

"You'll finally be free of the she Devil!" He puts his arms around me. "Plus free to be with me."

"I really hoped things would work out somehow."

Butters laughs. "You fucked her dad for money, how do you work that out?"

"I don't know dude..."

"Think of it like this, you don't have to worry about sneaking around behind her back. You're a free man!"

"I guess." I mumble. I'm feeling a little down about this whole thing. I mean, is she even going to let me see the kids? That's what I don't want to lose. Suddenly, the doorbell rings interrupting my thoughts. "Can you get that? I'm going upstairs to clear my head."

He looks at the peep hole. "It's Stan." He opens the door. "Stan, what brings you by?"

"I came to see Kenny." Stan tells him.

"What do you want dude?" I ask him slightly annoyed.

"I came to talk to you about Dustin."

I roll my eyes. "I don't want to hear it." I turn around and start up the stairs.

"He broke my daughter's heart!"

I turn back around. "Excuse me? I believe I told you to keep that dog away from my son!"

Stan seems taken aback. "The only dog here is your son! He took advantage of a 16 year old!"

"Oh stop it! Stop acting like your daughter is the victim!" I snicker. "I see where she gets it from."

He raises his eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

"She gets that shit from you! It's almost been a year Stan! Let Wendy go!"

"I'm not playing the victim in that situation, I AM the victim!"

"No you're not! Wendy loves Cartman not you, so get the fuck over it already!"

His face turns red with anger. "I didn't come here to talk about that. I came to talk about Julia and Dustin!" I notice he's shaking. "You came to me with your concerns, now I'm coming to you with mine."

"It's her own damn fault! Wendy, Bebe, and I told her to stay away from Dustin. She chose not to listen, so she deserves to be "heartbroken"."

Stan sighs, still shaking. "Kenny, I didn't want to turn this into an argument. I came to you, not only as a concerned father, but also as your friend."

I laugh. "A friend? Now that's a good one!"

"We are friends, at least I thought we were."

"Well I haven't seen much of you lately "friend"."

"That's because you and Kyle have been hanging out with Cartman and Wendy. I've been left out of the crowd." He appears to be near tears.

"Kyle and I have been neutral!"

"If you consider that neutral…" He mumbles.

"Our wives are friends with Wendy and Cartman is our friend. So we're supposed to cut him off because you got hurt? Get over yourself!"

"No, but knowing I have my friend's support would've been nice!"

I have just about enough of his bitching. "I don't care about you or your issues! Bebe filed for divorce! I'm dealing with my own shit!" I snap at him. "I'm worried about how often I'm going to see my kids now so don't come at me with this shit!"

Stan is silent for a moment, then slowly moves closer to me. "Kenny, I'm so sorry. I know how you must be feeling right now..."

"You couldn't possibly know!"

He nods. "Remember, I just went through this."

I laugh. "Well the difference between you and me is, I'm not going to spend the rest of my life moping about it! Plus I have someone! I'm not a failure in life like you!"

"Wow…" Stan looks down. "Thanks for making me feel lower than I already do."

"So now you see, you came at the wrong time." Damn, I wish I didn't say that. That was cold.

"Yeah…" He looks at Butters. "It was nice seeing you Butters."

"Likewise…" Butters replies sarcastically. Stan looks at me one last time before leaving. Butters looks at me and shakes his head. "Kenny McCormick…"

"What?"

"I'm not a huge fan of Stan's and you know I could care less about Eric and Wendy, but I do think Stan had a point. You and Kyle seem to be Team Eric in all of this and never really considered Stan's feelings."

"They didn't have a real marriage." That part is definitely true, but I didn't need to be a dick about it to him.

"In Stan's mind, they did. He doesn't have many friends, and the few friends he has, seem to have turned on him for no reason. It's pretty messed up."

"I didn't turn on him, I just wasn't in the mood to talk to him about Dustin and Julia."

"But you were rude. You owe him an apology!"

He's right, I do. "I will, but later."

Butter smirks. "I noticed you said you have someone. So you're finally claiming me?"

I shrug. "I guess I am. You're the one that's been there for me through this whole process, even though it's your fault." I narrow my eyes at him.

He puts his arms around me. "I'm glad you finally see things my way." He starts kissing me. "This divorce isn't the end, it's a new beginning…for both of us." He continues kissing me. He then puts his hand down my pants and starts massaging my dick.

"Let's go upstairs!" I moan in pleasure. He's absolutely right, this is a new beginning. What I needed in my life was in my face all along. Too bad I didn't realize it sooner…

Stan's POV

I walk in the house and sit down at the kitchen table, as I see mom cooking dinner. "Do you want me to take care of dinner?" I ask her.

"No honey, I want to do this for you." She smiles.

"Thanks…" I'm glad she said that, I wasn't in the mood to cook anyway.

"Your dad is out at a retreat with Gerald, so I thought I would cook a nice meal for you and Julia."

I'm shocked to hear that. "Julia's here?"

She nods. "She's taking a nap."

"Oh. Hey mom?"

"Yes?"

"Do you think I'm a failure?"

She shakes her head. "Why do you ask that?"

"I've failed as a husband, I've failed as father, hell I guess you can say I've failed in my career since I don't even make enough to support myself."

"You would be able to get your own place if you didn't have that high ass child support payment. You really should try to get that modified."

I shrug. "I don't have the money to go to court to do that. See, I'm loser! I've officially hit rock bottom…" I slump down in the chair. "Every time I feel like I'm getting my on track, something happens to bring me back down."

Mom walks over to me. "Look at me." I look at her. "Just remember this, you don't lose by getting knocked down, you lose by staying down."

Wow, that was powerful. "Thanks mom."

"Pull yourself together."

"I'm really trying mom. Some days are easier than others. Therapy is helping though. "

She kisses my forehead. "That's ok, as long as you're trying."

"I think you're doing a great job!" We turn and see Julia coming in the kitchen. "I've think you've handled everything very…gracefully."

"If you only knew…" Really, if anyone knew how depressed I really am. I walk around with a smile on my face and pretend to be happy and ok with everything, but it's really killing me inside.

"What you need is to find a woman who can take your mind off mom."

"I tried that."

"Liz doesn't count. I set up an account for you on a dating website." She announces proudly.

I frown at this. "Juju, you had no right to do that!"

"Well if you check it out, there are quite a few women interested." She smiles.

"You should've asked first! I don't want to be…did you say there are some women interested?"

"Uh huh! Pretty women too!"

"Good for you Julia!" Mom tells her. She pats me on the back. "See, things are already looking up for you!"

"We'll see, I haven't had a date yet."

"But it's coming. Soon, everything else will fall into place the way it's supposed to." Julia adds in as mom smiles and nods in agreement. I'm glad they're feeling positive, because I'm not so sure about that. I'm trying to take mom's advice and not stay down, but I really don't think dating is the solution to my problems.