Butters' POV
I slowly open my eyes.
Where am I? This isn't my room! I let everything adjust as I realize that I'm still in Token's house. That's right... there was a party. And it was my first one... my first drink, my first Shot Game, and the first time that I watched someone get drunk.
I try to get up, but I can't move, almost at all. After a few seconds of analyzing what's going on, I find that I'm in the arms of none other than Kenny McCormick.
I freak out and try to escape, but he just holds on tighter.
Last night, he needed someone to comfort him and someone to talk to. I fell asleep with him holding my arm, so when did this happen??
Oh... mom and dad would kill me if they-
Oh yeah... they can't do anything... I'm not going home. Never again...
What do I do right now? I need to get out of here... how?
There's no way I can. Every time I move, he just holds me closer. I'm just going to have to stay here until he wakes up. That won't be so bad. It's not too uncomfortable. It's just... weird.
I wait for a while. Suddenly, the door opens. I shut my eyes.
"Woah, dude!! Get a load of this shit!" Someone says. I hear a few sets of footsteps walk in.
"That's McCormick and Stotch! With all their clothes on!"
"Kenny didn't do anything??"
"Obviously not, he wouldn't have any clothes on."
"Does this mean... holy shit dude!!"
"Guys, come in here!! Rarest sight of all time!"
More footsteps stampead in.
"Kenny slept with Butters??!??"
"Technically. They slept, doesn't look like anything more."
"Oh my god!"
"Well, we all knew Butters was a fag and Kinnee is sort of a fag, but even I'm shocked at this."
"Even Cartman is shocked... I applaud thee."
"Wait, does this mean that they're woth each other?"
"Maybe, maybe not. Kenny was drunk as fuck, but even when he is, this never happens."
"We'll just have to wait till they wake up."
There's silence for a moment. It doesn't last long.
Everyone in the room basically screams at the same exact time for us to wake up. I cringe and I hear Kenny groan.
"Shuddup, I'm tryin' to sleep!" He says.
"Kenny, you're in bed with someone and you didn't have sex with them."
I keep my eyes shut. I feel Kenny quickly but gentally pull away from me and sit up.
"Wha... what the fuck?!?!" He asks.
"We were wondering the same thing."
I feel something shake me. "Butters, wake up. Butters." I slowly open my eyes and look around. Everyone stares at me.
"H-hey fellas, what's going on?" I ask. Someone points at Kenny.
Ok, Butters, react to this so they don't know that you know anything about it.
I look at Kenny and pretend to just notice that I'm in the same bed at him. I gasp while saying "What the-" but I fall off of the bed.
Now that... that was unintentionl.
"Oh sweet baby Jesus! Mom and dad are gonna yell at me when they find out!!" I yell.
"A, nothing happened except you two falling asleep in the same bed." Token starts. "And B, didn't you say that you ran away from home?" My eyes widen.
Oh no, I forgot that I said that! In a split second, I jump up, run through the crowd, and make it out of the house. I run far and fast to hide behind the old elementary school.
This is my serenity when I'm upset. I sit here and either cry or think about eveything that's going on.
Today, I will think.
I ran away from home.
I hurt myself on purpose.
I almost killed myself. Again.
I slept in the same bed as Kenneth McCormick without him doing anything bad.
I have developed a large liking for him.
I gave away secrets.
I listened to secrets.
I drank for the first time.
And right now, I regret leaving. I'm still not facing my fears. I'm still not brave enough for anything. I should've stayed and just accepted everything. I can't keep coming here when I get upset or afraid. It's never going to help. Everything will just get worse.
"Butters!" I hear someone faintly called. I peak out from behind the building all around. "Butters, where are you?" I just barely make out someone running down the street. I look closer and, of all people to see, it's Kenny.
"Kenny?" I say in a normal voice. He stops running. He heard that?
"Butters, which way did you go?" He yells.
"Kenny." I say a slight bit louder. He turns in my direction and starts running to me. "Wh-why did you come here?" I ask.
"I need to talk to you about a few things." He says, sitting beside me. I look down.
"Wh-what do you wanna talk about?" I ask.
He pants from running. "First things first, I have to ask, do you remember what happened last night at all?" I nod.
"You, uh, you got drunk after the shot game, a-and I helped you into one of Token's rooms. Then y-you just sat and told me most, if not all,of y-your secrets. Then you fell asleep holding m-my arm while I was sitting by the bed, then I fell asleep. I a-actually woke up before everyone came into the room. You wouldn't let go of me, ev-even when I tried to get up." I explain everything to him.
He graons. "I told you everything?" I nod.
"I-I think so." I respond.
He groans again. "Ok, next- you really ran away from home?" I hesitate before nodding. "Next, I didn't do anything? At all? Or are you just trying to hide it because you hate me, are ashamed of liking it, or-"
I shake my head. "You didn't do anything, I-I swear on everything I love." I tell him.
He sighs. "This is ruining my reputation!" He yells. "Finally, what are you doing back here all alone?" He asks for his final question.
I sigh. "I al-always do when I'm upset or scared or anything like that." I simply say.
"What's wrong?" Kenny puts his hand on my shoulder.
"A-alot..." I say quietly. "K-Kenny, you promise not to tell anyone anything?"
He nods. "As long as you don't say anything about anything I told you." I nod too.
I start telling him my story. I tell him everything that's hurting me right now, and do the same as he did last night when he showed me his cuts.
I trust you Kenny. Please don't make me return that statement.
After I finish telling him everything, we just sit in silence. This is awkward. I readjust my sitting position and continue looking at Kenny. He stares right back at me.
He sighs. "Do you need a place to stay?" I nod. "My place is available. My parents wouldn't mind." I cringe.
He may not have done anything bad last night, but this is his house! That means there's more of a chance that he will.
He notices my reaction. "Don't worry, I won't do anything. Unless you want me to. I promise." I can see how disgusted he is because of those words, and I completely understand his point of view. Sort of. Kenny's a one-night-stand person, and goes for everyone. He's even gone for Bebe, and I can tell he hates her with a passion.
Despite all of his history and what he really wants, he's letting me stay in his house without him doing anything.
I still don't completely trust it, even though he promised, but I'll accept. I don't want to stay out in the cold.
I smile. "Thank y-you Kenny." I say. He smiles back.
"My pleasure to help a friend."
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