Southpark oneshots!!

🍿I'm begging. P1🖤

16 y/o style
Angst *includes f-slur by Shelley 🫨🫨🫨🫨*
Stan's sister, Shelley, keeps abusing him. The last time he told anyone they made fun of him. He has resorted to more drinking to distract him from it and nobody seems to care.

1st pov-Stan:

I had to steal my moms makeup, again! This is like the third time this week and it's only Monday! Jesus Christ, this bruise is harder to cover then the others. I checked the time, I was about to be late. I slammed my moms Make-up palate on the floor and I grabbed my backpack, running out of the front door, lucky to escape Shelley's tyranny. I made my way to the bus stop just in time. "Dude what happned to your face?!" Asked Kyle. "Shelley uh, beat me up again.." I mumbled as a response. Cartman burst into laughter, and Kenny followed soon after. Kyle turned around but I could still tell he was laughing. "D-d-dude! A gi-Girl beat up Stan! That's a bunch of faggy shit dude!" Screeched cartman. My face flushed and I turned really red, making Kenny and Kyle laughed harder. I bit back tears after seeing kyles face. I didn't go to school that day.

That was five years ago, and the torment hadn't stopped. I still cover myself in Make-up to hide the bruises, cuts, and scars I get every day. My back has been broken 6 times and I have a permanente limp. I grabbed my backpack, weary of my back and slowly crept out the house before Shelley woke up. I was abnormally hungry that day so I took a separate rout to go to the store to grab an apple or banana or whatever. I made my way to school at my normal time and headed to football practice. See, I was still the star quarterback because it made my father and Wendy happy, though I hardly cared about what either of them think. I lost all of my friends because of this, even my super best friend, kyle.

Once we finished practice me and Clyde made our way to first period, reading, which we shared with kyle. I dont pay attention in this class cause it's an easy 100% if you actually read. Instead I spend the period staring at kyle. He hates me so much now, which kinda sucks cause he knows most of my secrets. When the period ends Wendy comes up behind me and I peck her on the lips, not throwing up like I used to. I smile sweetly at her and move on. I walk up to my locker and grab my math binder, catching a glimpse of Kyle. I felt my throat tense up and I ran to the bathroom to throw up, which could only mean one thing. I was in deep shit.

When school ended I hurried out of the building, tired of the sweat and stickiness of the outfit I chose. I hopped in my car and drove home as fast as I possibly could. I saw Shelley standing outside, waiting for me. I bit my lip and slowed down, pulling into the curvy driveway of the farm and sliding out of the truck with my backpack. "Hey Shelley.." I mumbled, attempting to slip past her. She grabbed me by my hair and pulled me back. "Where do you think your going, fag?" She yelled. I winced and tried to escape her grasp. "Can we please just take this inside..? I don't want tolkein to see.." "why? Is tolkein your boyfriend or somthing?" I shake my head. "No, he'll just tell the principal.." I mumble quietly. She flips me off and knees me in the forehead, making me bleed. She pulls me by my hair into the house and throws me on the ground, stomping into my stomach, making me puke. After a little she pulls me up and shoved me into the staircase. I Rush up the stairs into the bathroom and clean the wounds.

I slip into my room, watching out for Shelley. I change out of my sweaty shirt and shorts into jeans and a baggy shirt and a sweater, laying on my bed and started to to cry. 'Why do I exist?' I thought. 'For my sister to torment me?' 'Or is it for my dad to be disappointed in me?' 'Or is it so I lose all my friends?' 'I shouldn't exist.' I decided then and there. I grabbed every bottle of pills we owned and started swallowing them one by one, not carrying what they were. Each one went down easier to the point where I hardly had to try. My mind started to get foggy and I knew I was close. I started to take them faster, finishing 3 whole bottles at this point. I started taking them two at a time to make this faster, using water aswell. I kept going. I eventually started passing out. My mom walked in through the door and dropped her purse. I smiles at her and passed out, hitting the kitchen counter and making myself bleed through my forehead again.

I woke up in the hospital, feeling extremely sick. I looked over and saw my mom, kyles mom, and most importantly, kyle. I opened my mouth to talk but nothing came out. Since kyle was right beside me reading, I touched his hand. He looked up and I mouthed "hi". He started crying, and he pushed the nurse button. My mom and kyles mom woke up to the sound of the beep to see me awake. The doctors and nurses rushed in and when they saw I was finally awake the sighed of releif. They started explaining how I was clinically depressed yada yada, how I had tried to overdose, told me I was out for a week, needed surgery, and different types of meds. I also needed to go to a psych ward.

I was a Little pissed off, but not much. All that mattered to me was that Kyle was right beside me, holding my hand. I smiled at him before puking on the opposite side of the bed.

Pt will have: psych ward, style, cartman bullying, and Randy bullying, and breaking up with Wendy!! It will also have silly little kissing scenes and sh scenes!! It will, finally, have emo Stan scenes, a lot of emo Stan.