Imagine Cartters

Monster

Butters pov

I was lying in my bed just staring at the sealing. A lot had happened over the past two weeks and I had a lot to think about. The first thing that came to mind was how Eric and I found Kenny and Selene making out. Eric had yelled at them and told them to get the hell out. Selene ran out first and didn't look back. Kenny had walked to the door and then turned to us and smiled but only received both angry and confused looks from us. Eric was so pissed off with Kenny and he told me not to not to invite him over again. I was also very mad at Kenny but something worse happened shortly after.

Ever since I could remember,
Everything inside of me,
Just wanted to fit in (oh oh oh oh)
I was never one for pretenders,
Everything I tried to be,
Just wouldn't settle in (oh oh oh oh)

My father passed away a few days Eric and I got back to Colorado. My mother had called me crying and honestly I didn't care as much as should've. My father didn't say anything about me on his final days and I didn't think he would. I didn't want to attend the funeral but my mother had insisted on me doing so. I went alone because I knew Eric would just be uncomfortable at the funeral. It was in South Park and I stayed with my mother. Most of the Stotch family was at the funeral. This included my grandmother who was barely alive and my two uncle's and aunts and most of my cousins. I hated almost every single one of them. My grandmother was a bully to me in fourth grade and my cousins are all assholes. The only people I liked were my aunt Nellie and her husband. The funeral itself was okay nothing special. A few people had little speeches and I just let my mind daydream.

If I told you what I was,
Would you turn your back on me?
And if I seem dangerous,
Would you be scared?
I get the feeling just because
Everything I touch isn't dark enough
That this problem lies in me

After the service we went to the lawyer in charge of my father's will. The man took out a few pieces of paper and read them outloud. I listened to all the things that were listed and the people they were given to. I was beginning to worry for I hadn't heard any mention of me the whole time. I knew my relationship with my father wasn't great but I was his only child, that had to mean something. When I thought there was no hope I heard the lawyer say my name.

"And to my son Butters,"

I looked up with hope and everyone didn't care as much.

"Make sure that everyone gets what I listed in this will or you are grounded mister!"

I'm only a man with a candle to guide me,
I'm taking a stand to escape what's inside me.
A monster, a monster,
I've turned into a monster,
A monster, a monster,
And it keeps getting stronger.

My smile disappeared and to be honest I was disappointed. I didn't my father to not have left me anything. I knew he didn't like me but I had become almost in debt over his sorry ass.

"That's it!" I yelled without thinking "I am going into debt for that dirty bastard and all he can say is "give everyone their shit or you'll be grounded! I'm fucking twenty five years old!"

"Butters calm down," My mother said putting a hand on my shoulder trying to calm me down "Its not such a big deal."

Can I clear my conscience,
If I'm different from the rest,
Do I have to run and hide? (oh oh oh oh)
I never said that I want this,
This burden came to me,
And it's made it's home inside (oh oh oh oh)