I Want Him. | Stutters

°• ~ Part Ten ~ •°

Stan's POV

I couldn't believe my retarded ass father punched Butters

All I wanted to do was beat the fuck out of him, but I had to get to Butters.

"We're going to the hospital." I tell him while still carrying him.

"P-Please don't." He whispered while his head was still against my shoulder.

"I don't want to h-"

"Stan, I beg you. Please." He tried to wiggle out of my arms.

I held him close to me as we walked closer to the hospital.

I froze when I heard him crying. I don't understand..

"Butters..?"

"Don't make me go in there." He cried harder.

"But you're bleeding. It can get serious.."

"I don't care. It'll stop eventually. Just please, I beg you. Don't make me go in there. Ever since my parents died, I told myself I'd never go back. Ever." He told me with his hands over his face.

I sighed and walked away from the hospital. I couldn't force him to go into the hospital.

Butters thanked me while hugging me tightly.

"Where do we go then?" I looked towards the buildings.

"I have my own apartment. Just a couple blocks ahead" Butters told me as he pointed ahead.

His own apartment?

Honestly, I'm fucking jealous.

"Lucky guy." I meant to mumble, but somehow he heard me since I listened to his small chuckle.

"I'm not so lucky when I always feel lonely in it."

I didn't say anything. I did feel bad. Feeling lonely did fucking suck.

The thought of it did hurt of him being alone with no one to hold him when he broke down for his parents.

"Stan?"

I left my thoughts as soon as I heard him say my name. "Hmm?"

When it was quiet, I looked over at him.

He stared at me.

"Why are you crying?"

I made a weird face. "I'm n-"

I felt tears slipping down my cheeks.

Ah, fuck..

Leopold's POV

I kept staring at Stan.

He lifted his head and stared ahead. He wouldn't look at me now.

After everything he went through.. I understand he couldn't hold it in anymore. I just hugged him tightly as he walked to my apartment.