Fantasma Park

Chapter 13 • I'm not sorry Betsy

December 5,
Todays the 321 time Kenny died. I'm worried about him...yesterday he admitted that he wished he had died.
I try to be sympathetic but I'm too much of a shitty parent. Stuart knows that we've failed him. I really hope he stops dying. God knows how many of his deaths were unsuccessful suicide attempts...
I'm sick and tired of all his dying, I can't live with it anymore. This is it, I'm giving him up.
- Carol McCormick

Carol closed her journal and went to wake up Kenny, letting him know it was time to wake up.
Just like always, Kenny had been 14 again, despite him only being rebirthed last night.

At the bus stop:

Wendy: Hey Stan!

Stan looked up to see Wendy greeting him with her hands infront of her, and a big wide open smile.

Kyle: STAN!

Stan jumped, and turned around facing Kyle.
Stan felt his face getting hot and sweaty. He wasn't embarrassed or flustered...he was guilty. Guilty of murder.
Kyle walked up to Stan (mopping) and hugged him, still in disbelief that his family was dead.
Stan wrapped his arms around Kyle and held him as he cried.

It was the least he could do.

Wendy's eyes widened.

Wendy: Kyle? What happened?
Kyle: They're all gone...Mom..Dad....Ike..

Stan's eyes started to water. He didn't mean to kill his family.

It was all thanks to Clyde..it. Was. All. Clyde.

Kyle: WHAT SICK BASTARD WOULD DO THIS?!

Kyle's words pierced Stan's heart. He couldn't believe what he had done.
Stan could feel his eyes water up..tears dripping down his face.
He couldn't believe what his "Super Boyfriend" had called him. A sick bastard. He didn't even kill Kenny! But he killed Kyle's family..
Kyle looked up at Stan to see him staring down at the ground, eyes widen, shaking with fear.

Kyle: S-Stan?

Stan didn't reply

"Guys?"

Stan and Kyle snapped out of their misery and Kyle looked behind him.

Stan and Kyle: KENNY!

Stan and Kyle jumped up happily and Kyle hugged Kenny.
Kenny held Kyle close as he cried.
Stan walked up slowly and hugged the both of them.
Stan couldn't help but feel guilty about everything that was happening. He felt like he wasn't worthy of being Kyle's his super best friend, yet his boyfriend.

Stan could feel it all pile up on him.

The guilt,
The depression,
The anxiety,
The tears,
His boyfriends whimpers made him feel sick. Unworthy of being his boyfriend.

Kenny: Stan? You good bro?

Stan didn't realize he had been tears rolling down his face until Kenny said something. Stan wiped the tears off his face.

Stan: YEP!
Wendy: Kyle, do you know who killed your family?

Stan's face got sweaty and his started twiddling his thumbs.

Kyle: No...and I don't want to know..

Stan felt a huge wave of relief.

Wendy: I can figure out for y-
Kyle: No. Don't. Like I said, I don't want to know.

Butters came in huffing behind them.
He grabbed Kenny's arm and dragged him away from Kyle, Stan, and Wendy.
(As Butters pulled Kenny away, Tolkien and Eric had arrived, all 5 of them waiting for the bus in silence.)

Butters: Kenny... Mrs. Donovan knew about all of this...she knew that she was gonna die marrying Mr. Donovan...but Mr. Donovan convinced her to stay...giving birth to Clyde and his sister. And then it was too late...her prophecy was set in stone. After Clyde killed her, she tried to fight for revenge. It just happens that we were fighting at the moment. And then I killed him...

Kenny's eyes widened in fear,
Kenny: Clyde's....mom..did all that..for revenge? SHE FUCKING KILLED HER OWN SON! FOR WHAT?!
Butter: *voice is all shakey and sounds like he's about to cry* KENNY! CALM DOWN! PLEASE!
Kenny: I CAN'T LEO! MRS. DONOVAN IS THE REASON WE ALL ARE GOING TO DIE!

Kyle, Stan, Tolkien, Eric, and Wendy all look straight at Kenny and Butters.

Kyle: We're..gonna die?

Butters and Kenny froze.
They now knew.
Knew their secret.
Knew their plan.
Knew what happened.

Kyle: SO YOU DID KILL CLYDE! I SHOULD'VE FUCKING KNOWN IT! YOU'RE INNOCENT FACE DOESN'T DECEIVE THE DEVIL HORNS ON YOUR HEAD!
Kenny: YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED, AND DON'T FAKE IT, ALL KNOW YOU'VE DONE BAD SHIT BEFORE!
Kyle: I CAN'T DO BAD SHIT. I HAVE TO BE PERFECT FOR EVERY LITTLE THING, YOU COULD GET A B+ ON AN ASSIGNMENT AND NOT GET YELLED AT FOR NOT PAYING ENOUGH ATTENTION!
Kenny: ONLY BECAUSE MY PARENTS TO BUSY BEING ABUSIVE, ALCOHOLIC, SHITS! HAVE YOU EVER SEEN MY FACE WITHOUT THE HOOD OR MASK? I KNOW BUTTERS HAS, BUT WHAT ABOUT YOU?

Kyle paused.

Kyle: No.

Kenny pulled down his hood and face to reveal bruised and scars on his face.

(Probably the only picture ever in this book)

Kyle froze, examining his beat up face.

Eric: Kinny...

Everyone was dumbfounded, loss of words, aghast.

Kenny took one more look at everyone's faces and then put his hood, tightening it around his face, and mask back on.
Butters walked infront of Kenny, as he buried his face into his shoulder.

Kyle: Why...why didn't you say something about this earlier...
Kenny: I thought you would've noticed...once I put on the mask.

"And only Timmy n-n-n-noticed"

Kenny turns around scared, but it was Jimmy and Timmy.

Kenny: He did?
Jimmy: He's known about it...but he didn't tell you
Kenny: Really?!
Timmy: Timmah! (Yeah!)
Kenny: That's-
Carol: Kenny McCormick...

Kenny feels a shiver go down his spine as he watches his mom approach him.

Kenny: Hey..ma..
Carol: Kenny, I'm disowning you. I'm sick of all your dying. He's your stuff, make a life. And don't die!

Kenny's eyes widen, tears forming in his eyes.

Kenny: W-wha..
Butters: YOU CAN'T JUST LEAVE HIM OUT TO DIE!
Kyle: YEAH! HOW'S HE GONNA MAKE A LIFE?!
Jimmy: Not cool b-b-bitch!
Kenny: Stop....just stop.
Eric: But Kinny-
Kenny: I SAID STOP! JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP! NOTHING WILL CHANGE MY MOMS MIND! SO JUST STOP PRETENDING LIKE YOU CARE!

Kenny yanked his stuff out of his mom's hands and ran away crying.

Everyone stood there, and watched Kenny running, stumbling on his own feet.