I wake up early the next morning, my burrito-like blankets under me and over kenny. The sun streams through the windows, casting long shadows across the room.
I listen to his breathing for a while, not wanting to wake him up.
I also think about last night. I hope he isn't mad that I asked him to stay with me.
My thoughts are interrupted by Kenny moving and groaning sleepily.
"Morning." He mumbles, rubbing his eyes.
"Good morning." I smile.
"You were yelling in your sleep last night. I think you were having a nightmare."
I shuffle in the bed until I'm under the blanket beside him then anxiously lace our fingers together. It's true, I was having a nightmare but I don't want to bother him with it.
"You wanna talk about it?" He asks, rubbing a thumb over my hand.
"It was just about some bullies from my old school. It's nothing."
"It didn't sound like nothing."
"They were awful. It was like torture. They'd beat the shit out of me and think it was funny." I pause. The memories are strong and talking about it is hard, "they killed my dog once. Threw rocks at him until he bled out and then laughed at me while my parents buried him in the yard."
"Oh god."
"Last night I was dreaming of them doing the same but I was the dog. It was the worst nightmare I've had in quite a while."
Kenny shuffles over and cups my cheek, pressing a soft kiss against my lips. My heart races and I try to act calm as he moves his hand from my cheek to my butt, pulling me closer to him.
"It's just a nightmare. You never have to see them again," he whispers, "and if you do, I'll beat the shit out of them. Teach those guys a lesson."
"Sounds like a plan." I smile.
We lie in the bed for a while, just appreciating each other's company until we hear people making noise downstairs. Talking, car doors slamming, trash bags crinkling.
"We should probably get going. Token doesn't know I'm here and he'll be pretty pissed if he finds out I stayed the night." Kenny groans tiredly.
We get out of bed and kenny starts finding his shirt that he took off at some point during the night.
I take a glance at the cuts and scars on his body. I wish I knew who did it so I could give them a piece of my mind!
Oh who am I kidding? I can't even say boo to a goose.
"Ready to go?" Kenny asks when we're both as freshened up as we can get.
I nod and he takes my hand. We leave Token's house, ignoring the people sleeping on kitchen countertops or sofas and those who are vomiting on the floor from drinking too much.
He leads me to a rusty red pickup truck with a blue door.
"You're carriage awaits, your highness." He jokes, bowing low whilst opening the door.
"Why thank you," I giggle as I get into the passenger's seat. "I didn't know you could drive."
"I'm not supposed to but my dad taught me," Kenny shrugs, slamming his door shut. "Just don't tell officer Barbrady." He adds with a wink.
As we drive home, a question pops into my head.
"Hey, Kenny?"
"Hm?"
"Do you want to date me?" I ask, not meaning for it to sound like I'm asking him out.
"Yes, I do," he smiles, "I never thought you'd be the one to ask."
"Oh, I um," I accidentally almost blurt out that that wasn't what I meant, "nice."
Kenny laughs at my casual reaction.
He turns a corner and we're on our street. Disappointment fills me when I realise I won't be able to see him for a while as I'll be helping mom with the stupid housewarming.
As we pull up to my house, i notice three boys loitering outside Kenny's house, either kicking rocks or spitting on the floor.
"Kenny I can't leave the car." I try to say, but my voice is barely above a whisper.
"Why not?" He asks, somehow hearing me.
"It's Jax," I point to the fattest of the three boys. "And they're Xavier and Sebastian." I point to the other two.
"Who?"
"The bullies from my old school. They're here."
"I'm giving those son of bitches a piece of my mind." He growls, pulling into the open garage.
He quickly gets out of the car and storms towards the group of boys, fists clenched.
As I struggle with my seatbelt, he shoves Jax into the snow.
"Kenny no!" I yell, finally free of the stupid but life saving seatbelt.
I run after him, shoving Xavier aside. I wrap my arms around Kenny and try to pull him backwards, try to stop him kicking Jax, try to stop him making it worse.
He's too heavy for my weak noodle arms so my attempt doesn't work, but Sebastian tries to push Kenny over which grabs his attention.
"I am going to rip you all to shreds." He snarls, punching Sebastian's jaw.
This could explain the amount of scars and cuts, however I still refuse to believe that the kind, caring Kenny I know would get into fights.
Although I know he's trying to protect me, I don't want this.
"Kenny stop!" I shout, "leave them alone."
Kenny stops, but his expression has changed from angry to disgusted.
"These little assholes-" he begins before I cut him off.
"Ken, just wait over there," I wave off in the vague direction of his house, "Im going to talk with these assholes and then you can tear the shit out of them."
"Wow, little Buttercup thinks he's all tough." Sebastian spits out a tooth.
"Did you miss me, little puppy?" Jax wheezes from the floor, still able to piss me off despite his injuries.
I stamp on his hand. He cries out in pain, but a smirk still remains on his disgusting face.
"Why are you here?" I demand, my foot hovering slightly above his bloody fingers.
"Did I ever tell you about my cousin Eric?" He asks.
"I don't think so. Answer my fucking question!"
"I know for a fact that you know Eric. Remind me, what's my full name?"
"Jaxon Phillip Cartman," I reply. "Oh no, you have to be kidding me."
"Well done, Buttercup." Xavier whispers into my ear, making me jump.
I try to punch him, but since I've never had a fight before, it's the shittiest punch ever.
Xavier merely laughs.
He offers a hand out to Jax and pulls the boy up.
Jax may be incredibly fat, but he's also very tall. He towers over me, his lips spread into a threatening grin.
I gulp, but I know he won't hurt me, not with Kenny so close by.
"So what're you doing here?" I ask, hating the slight voice crack.
Jax shrugs, but I know that he's got something up his sleeve.
He looks behind me and smirks. If I wasn't so scared of him attacking me, I'd look too.
"Looks like your guard dog's abandoned you, Buttercup." Sebastian cackles.
I quickly look behind my shoulder. He's right, Kenny's gone.
I bite my lip to hold back tears of annoyance and abandonment and hope they don't look me in the eyes.
But, the front door opens just before I get ready to leg it to my house. Instead of Kenny, a hot, young-ish red head walks out in a dress that clings to her body. She has large breasts which seem to suck in the attention of the three boys.
They stare open mouthed at the woman as she leaves the house.
"Can I help you boys?" She asks, flicking a strand of red hair out of her eyes. "You've been standing out here an awful long time. I was starting to think y'all wanna come in."
The boys don't answer, they just stare at her.
She rolls her green eyes.
"Come on in then, I'll make you a drink or somethin'."
She turns around and walks back into her house, allowing the boys to stare at her butt.
As if enchanted, they follow her into the house.
I hear a "pssst" and look towards the garage.
Kenny waves at me from the back of the truck, jumps down and runs over.
"Looks like they've got the hots for my mom." He grins.
"That was your mom?" My jaw drops.
Kenny nods, clearly proud of his mother's attractiveness.
He points to himself. "She's where I got all my smoking good looks from."
I laugh, although I guess he's right.
"And don't worry about them. They won't be bothering you ever again."