The ghost of you

Part Six

POV Butters

"Ya, in all honesty, it was one hell of a night I don't even remember much from it if I'm being all that honest", said Kenny, as we made, are ways down the halls.

"Oh boy Ken I don't think that's very safe", I say rubbing my knuckles together.

We were walking to my locker before heading to class, he was telling me about his latest adventure at Bebe's last party, where at one point he got so piss drunk that he tried convincing everyone at the party to go skinny dipping with him and apparently it almost worked. Chucking to myself at all the little events that Kenny remembers from that night and all the funny things he did make me feel a little better than I did before. Part of me felt like there was a little tension between us but I chose to ignore it and move on.

We made our way up to my locker. I needed to get my notebook and binder for my next class. Kenny stood behind me as I started to put the code in my locker. I messed it up the first time. With Kenny waiting for me I felt like I was taking up to much of his time so I rushed it which didn't help, and ended up with me skipping right over the 12 makings I have to start all over.

"You doing well there Buttercup", Kenny said pecking over my shoulder at the lock pad.

"Ya I got it, fella, it's just taking me a second," I say trying the lock again.

"Do you need any help" He askes

"No, it's alright. Why don't you go get your stuff from your locker and meet me back here and I should be ready." I suggest now popping the lock open.

I turned around to face him he looked hesitant about leaving me here. I gave him a nice smile to hopefully reassure him.

"Ok be right back Leo. Don't move." as he dashes off to his locker.

I watch as Kenny runs around the corner to his locker and turns back to my own. I open my locker. Grabbing the notebook and binder I needed from the bottom of my locker. I had to stand on my tippy toes to reach the top shelf that had my pencil pouch. I still couldn't see it so I tried feeling around for it but it must have gotten pushed to the back. I decided I'd have to hop up to try and grab it. But with just my luck as I did I bumped the door of the locker hitting the person next to my locker.

You see when I got this locker I thought it was an amazing gift but what I was also gifted with was having it placed right next to the person that hated me the most. Gram was a year older than me and after being in the crossfires of a couple of Eric's schemes that I was dragged along with hated him and incoordination hated me too.

"Stotch what the hell!" he grits through his teeth.

He pushes my locker door back into me, with it now hitting my head. I grab my locker for stability and to make sure it didn't hit Gram again. I touch my hand to my head making sure there was no bump.

"Geez Gram I'm sorry I didn't mean to knock into you," I say moving my locker door out of the way so I can see him.

"Of course your not paying attention to anything around you," he says as he cracks his knuckles.

He grabbed me by my shirt pulling me out the rest of the way from my locker, slamming the locker door behind me. I held the notebook and binder close to the lower half of my chest so I could hopefully get away with them.

"Why can't you and fat-ass and the rest of you idiots just let me be," he seethed "It's bad enough that I have a burn under my chin."

He pushed me against the lockers with the hand that he had gripping my shirt and with the other hand pins me there. He keeps pushing more and more on my shoulder.

"Please I-I didn't mean any harm. I apologize." I beg him while trying to squirm out of his grasp.

"One too many times. Today already sucks and of course, you and Cartman have to make it a living hell for me," he says getting close to my face.

His breath reeks and I hold back a gag. I have tears prickling in my eyes now. He pushes away from my face and is no longer pushing down on my shoulder. I was pretty sure he was going to let me go this time without a scratch especially without the two others that are usually with him, but I give myself too much hope cause he spits right in my face.

I was shocked but I was also a bit upset now myself. Not many people had seen it happened as they passed by. He was still holding on to my shirt but now instead of a pissed-off look, he was now smirking at me. I needed to get away whether because I wouldn't know what he would do next or for the fact that I might be late, I had no idea what time it was, but I just needed to get a move on. He wasn't standing as close to me now so with the space between us with right leg and I kicked him where the sun don't shine and booked it down the hall. I'll live without my pencil potch for this class.

Just get away quickly. I didn't want to turn around to see if he was chasing after me. I rounded the corner slowing down to hopefully lose him n the crowd. I found Kenny walking down the hall towards me. He waved towards me as he approached.

"Hey Bunny I thought you were going to wait by your locker for me?" He asked

I looked down the hall I came from but I didn't see Gram anywhere in sight.

I turned back to Kenny," I thought it best to meet you over here."

"You look a bit out of breath what did you get cause stealing all of Garrison chalk bored erasers", He joked and leading us to start walking to class.

I know he was just trying to be funny cause he knew I would never do anything bad, but still, he didn't know that Professor Chaos had done that. I had found that quite funny laughing a bit too much at the mediocre joke.

We made our way through the halls of the school to our next class that Kenny and I shared talking and making jokes. I kept looking at his face to see him smile or laugh. His parka was just down enough for me to see cause I walked so close to him. Which in retrospect meant I could see the scare as well.

It seem like it was trying to make itself know to me like it wanted me to see it. I cared too much for Ken so my mouth got the better of me and decided to ask him what it was about.

"Hey Ken, your face-" I start to say as he turns to look at me.

As He did I saw it.

Blood.

All over his face. The cut looked fresh now like it had just happened. I was frozen I didn't know what to say or do which made me lose my grip on the books I was caring for.

"Butter?" I could hear Kenny say.

I was shaking I could feel it. It was a horrible state to see him in. I let a tear fall down. Before I was shaken.

Then it was all gone.

"Butters you're crying what's wrong" Kenny stared at me worryingly.

I looked at the scare again. No blood or any indication that t was new. I even dared to reach out and touch his face to make sure. He gave me a bit of a confused look as I did but didn't push me away.

"I'm sorry to worry you fella. Let's just get to class" I say as I lean down to pick up the things I dropped, and started walking again to class hoping Kenny was right behind me.

Word count: 1,422

Authors notes: Bit of a longer chapter cause I felt bad for how long I've been gone so I hope that makes up for it. Also I hate adding characters that aren't in the original show (aka Gram) but I need him for a later plot so sorry if you aren't a fan of stories doing that.