South Park X Reader

Chapter 13: The love drug

(So I deleted the note. It was going to be Tweek x Reader-chan then it was gonna be Craig x reader-chan and now I'm thinking Kenny x reader-chan. So just hang in there. P.s I've always wanted to write sex scenes, Ik that's a little weird but I just love when there's a good sex scene in a fan fic. So if you're sensitive to really descriptive and vulgar and sexy stuff ((including yaoi)) then we wary of the rest of this fanfic. Because I don't know when or where the scenes are going to happen)

Not knowing what to expect, you open the door to the cafeteria the next day. Your eyes immediately meet Kyle's and you feel sick to your stomach. You weren't sure if stan told him what he saw, but as soon as you see his face drop when his eyes meet yours, you know he did.

You take a breath and go to sit by yourself in the corner. You feel sad and small.

Kenny's P.O.V

"Come on dude, you should at least ask her about." Cartman says. "What's that supposed to mean? You think I'm lying about it?" Stan asks, obviously offended. "No. I just find it hard to believe, no one likes Clyde anymore. He's a dick, or a player or whatever." Cartman defends. "I'll go talk to her." I say, getting tired of the conversation. I stand abruptly from the table, pushing my chair back with my legs.

I walk over to her table where she sits alone. "Hey." I say, slumping down at the table. Her and I haven't been very close. We danced at bebe's party. We shared a couple jokes that night and I remember thinking it was amazing how she could look so sexy yet so adorable at the same time. "Hi..." She wonders. "Did you do it?" I ask bluntly. "Why do you want to know. They do." I nod my head in the boy's direction. "Uh-huh" she nods. There's a change in her tone. She's not as carefree and happy. She's just sad and lost. "Yeah." She sighs. "Yeah I did." She says again.

"Why?" I ask. "I don't fucking know. I was pissed off at kyle and I was drunk and Clyde was sad." She tells me. "I see." I say. "Here." I take out a piece of paper and a pen, writing my number and address down. "If you need anything." I shrug and leave the paper on the table. "Thanks." She says, furrowing her brows. I shrug again and walk back to the table.

"So?" Cartman and kyle ask at the same time. "She did it. She's upset about it too, she's not the same. It's weird, she's just quiet and honest." I tell them. Kyle bites his lip and sighs. "You alright?" Stan asks him putting his hand on kyles shoulder, only to have him jerk away. Cartman and I exchange confused looks.

"I-I'm fine." Stan looks defeated. "I just need time to...think." Kyle says and dismisses himself from the conversation and the table, walking out of the cafeteria.

Normal P.O.V

After a long day of depressing thoughts and dirty looks, you finally had enough. You walk out of the school and start to feel a way you've never felt before. Your insides bunch up and you puke into a bush, hoping and praying no one saw you. You feel the tears drip off of your cheeks onto your hands after you sit cross legged in the grass. The sky looks grey and it makes you feel even worse.

You feel like a slut. You just want to forget everything, you want to wake up from this life that feels like a bad dream. In the past two days everything has moved too fast. All of the intimate moments and the liquor. All of the embarrassment and heartbreak. It fucking hurts.

After half an hour of sitting on the grass you stand up and walk carefully when nearing windows, since class is still in and you don't want to get caught for skipping. You make your way to the back of the school when you find just who you expected; Michael, Firkle, Henrietta and Pete. "Hey." You say, no emotion in your words.

"Woah, man are you okay, it looks like someone sprayed squid ink under your eyes." Pete says in monotone. You reach up and wipe under your eye, when you pull away you see that all your makeup has run off. "Can I have a cigarette?" You ask, ignoring Petes question.