Butters x !fem Y/N

:Chapter 8:

There I was, sitting in the back of my mothers car on my way to the prison of South park. I didn't exactly want to see my dad so soon since he was only arrested yesterday but i have to since my Mum wants to. I already know my Dad is gonna be really mad at me, he used to always hold grudges so easily. For example once when I was 9 I was running around playing with my childhood friends. Aka the girls in our friend group, we were having a big sleepover at my house. We were being really silly and I bumped into my dad's basketball trophy he got in high school. My Dad has always been really good at basketball, when I was a lot younger let's say about 7. My Dad would play basketball with me almost everyday, he was a great Dad. Until this guy beat him, this made Dad lose all hope and he gave up  on basketball sadly. Even worse, after that happened. My Dad had a whole personality change, he went from a sweet and caring father into an abusive and grumpy maniac. So basically me and my friends were messing around in the lounge room, my Dad was already pissed at this stage because we were being too loud. One of them pushed me as a joke but she pushed me into the trophy stand. It fell and hit me right on the head, then the trophy broke into two pieces. My Dad went crazy at me, he was screaming and swearing. He even yelled at my friends, after that they were banned from staying at my house. I was only allowed to have a max of 2 people at a sleepover now because of it. My Dad still doesn't forgive me now, even though it was like 5 years ago. Yeah I get why he was mad but I was only 9, I didn't know any better then.

The car came to a stop at the front of a tall, scary building. It looked like it hadn't had a paint job in a million years. Towards the top of the building it said 'Southpark Prison'. I followed behind my mum as we entered through some metal doors, soon enough we met a man who looks to be about 40. He had a long beard and brown hair. I assume he's who runs this place "M/N L/N and Y/N L/N, right?" He asks "Yes." My Mum replies. "And you're here to see... F/N L/N I assume." He says "That would be correct." My mother replied. "Okay first I need you and your daughter to sign this." The man says, holding out a clipboard with some paper. He hands my Mum a pen and she writes first. It's some document saying if we get physically or mentally damaged by him it's our fault and some other stereotypical stuff. I sign it after my Mum passes the pen down and i give it back to the man. "Goodie! Now come with me I will take you to your Dad and husband right away!" He says, happily. He's very happy considering he works in a prison.

We are taken to my Dads cell I assume, as the man opens the door. I see my Dad sitting on his bed in orange, he's not talking to us. He just sits there staring at the ground. "Hey Dad.." I say, awkwardly. "Hey." He replies in an annoyed tone. "I'm sorry Dad, but I didn't have much of a choice. I couldn't stand you hurting me and mum any longer." I announce, I make it short and clear. He sighs "It's okay sweetie. I understand why you had to do that." He says, he looks very ashamed of himself. "Oh darling, I hope you aren't doing too bad!" My Mum says to him. Mum was telling him about how much she is mad at me for calling the cops on him. She says she is very ashamed and that I should also be ashamed. My Dad is trying to be kind and not hold much of a grudge, it's good he wants to change. After all these years, he tells us about how hard prison is. He has to have a yard duty job and he gets bullied and assaulted by the inmates daily.

When that was finally over it was about 3 PM. I heard a buzz from my phone, it was a text from Butters.

Butters: Hi

Y/N: Heyy

Butters: What are you doing

Y/N: coming back from prison, we were visiting my Dad.

Butters: Oh, was he mad?

Y/N: No actually, he stayed really calm.

Butters: Oh thank god for that

Y/N: lol yeah

Y/N: Are you coming 2 School tmr?

Butters: Yeah I am.

Y/N: Okay, I'll see you there.

I was almost home, I was worried about the party again. It was Wednesday and today is almost over. tomorrow will be Thursday and then friday and then the party! I was really scared and stil overthinkng it. I didn't know if I should break Butters or the girls heart. I've been friends with the girls ever since I first got here. They've helped me heaps, they helped my social anxiety get better and they were also some of the first to actually accept me for who I am. Meanwhile Butters I've only known this year, I met him towards the start of the year because we were paired together during some excursion and we had to hold hands, sit next to eachother on the bus etc. After that we were kinda friends until I decided to talk to him last week. That was when we became more than we already were. Butters is the only boy besides Tweek and Craig that I'm actually comfortable talking to and hanging out with. I've also helped him heaps and I really love him. I just don't know who to choose, Butters or the girls?

Once I get home I unpack my stuff and get my pyjamas on straight away. I decided to just go to bed, no dinner. I was just really tired and a little stressed for no reason.

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