AMNESTY // SOUTH PARK

CHAPTER FIVE.

Payton sighed in relief- no longer having to sit in the dust covered desk anymore, having been moved acrossed the room next to the kid who he had been working with before he had an panic attack. He sank further into his seat, nonchalantly listening to music as the teacher lectured the class about something that wasn't even important. 

"Payton, pay attention and stop listening to music" He hadn't bothered with listening to the rule of not listening to music due to the day before, and apparently the teacher hadn't gotten the memo from yesterday's incident. He jumped in surprise as the teacher oh so rudely walked over and ripped the earbuds from his ears. "Are you fucking kidding me?!" He jumped from his seat, snatching the ear buds from the teachers hands. Most of the students whom had not been paying attention had turned and started watching the situation that the teacher had gotten himself into. 

He jumped a bit in surprise when the teacher oh so rudely walked over and ripped his earbuds from his ears. "Are you fucking kidding me?!" He snarled at the older man, glaring daggers into the teacher. Most of the students whom had not been paying attention had turned and starting watching the situation.

"You will not fucking touch me." He took a clorix wipe out of his bag, cleaning the ear buds and his hand that had unfortunately collided with the teacher's chest when he pushed him away from the desk. "Go back to teaching the fucking class, old man" 

Payton sat back down as the teacher walked back to the front of the class, writing a few notes down before continuing the lesson. He sank into his chair once again, embarrassed that he had made a scene. He was going to be lucky if he didn't get detention. 

Tweek stared at Payton nervously, twitching more often as he noticed how Payton was shaking in both anger and fear. All Payton wanted to do was to push the teacher who had touched him by ripping the earbuds out of his ears before going home and accepting his punishment. 

Payton hid his hands under the desk, hiding the fact that he was weaving his earbuds through his sleeve; putting a earbud in his ear and leaving one out as he acting as if he was listening to the nonsense the teacher was spouting. 

The teacher wasn't going to tell him what to do. 

Turning on his favorite song, he put his head down on the desk and closed his eyes, falling asleep.

Payton's eyes snapped open when someone shook his shoulder, almost immediately shooting up from his seat. He sighed in relief when he seen that it was only Kyle and Kenny. "D-Don't do that" He inwardly cursed himself for stuttering. "It's the end of class, dude" Payton nodded in reply, flinching as he realized he would have to atone for his actions from earlier. 

He kept to himself for the rest of the day, not wanting to have any contact with anyone in fear of having another breakdown like the day before. 

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Payton sat down next to Kyle and Kenny with a loud huff, knowing that he would have to talk to his friends during this period or he wouldn't be able to talk to them at all for the rest of the day. His face lit up into a grin as he got an idea to avoid punishment from his parents. 

"Hey, guys, wanna come over to my house later to play video games?"

"Sure, new kid. I wanna see where the fuck you live" He rolled his eyes in response. The invitation wasn't directed towards Cartman- but oh well. It's better to say nothing and not to get into a fight. Kenny and Kyle both agreed to your invitation as well, making him more happy than he already was. 

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Payton frowned as he ran down the stairs, nonchalantly jumping a few steps at a time to get to the door before his parents could. "Welcome to mi casa" He grinned at Kyle and Kenny, quickly inviting them in and leading them to his room. "Cartman said that he'll be here in a half hour by the way" He nodded in understanding. 

He turned on the television on before grabbing a few remote controls, handing one to each teen before sitting on his bed next to them. Time seemed to pass quickly as they began playing the game of thrones. 

There was a loud knock at the door, in which Payton jumped up from his bed with a frown. "Stay in here please" Payton told the two now confused teen's as he ran out of the room, closing the door behind him as he once again skipped steps. 

Unfortunately, his parents had gotten to the door before him.

Fuck. 

Payton stayed on the staircase silently hoping that Cartman wouldn't make his parent's mad, knowing that with him doing so would result in a lashing with a belt or a few punches. 

Making a new yorker- especially one with anger issues mad, was not a good idea. 

"Who're you?" Payton flinched at the sound of his father's already angry voice. "I'm Cartman, faggots. Now get out my way; I was invited here" Alright. Panic mode. Payton started creeping back up the stairs when he heard his father call out for him, using his birth name.  

"Yes, father?" Payton asked, cowering a bit under the scrutinizing gazes of his parents. Cartman blinked a few times, not knowing what was going on. Sure, his words were sure to make people angry- but this? No- 

Payton gulped. "Did you invite this- this boy over?" Knowing not to lie, he hesitantly nodded. Jeremy grabbed the teen's chin harshly, looking over his terrified face with a scowl. "Hey, fuckass bitch! let him go!" Cartman seethed, angry that someone's parents could even treat their child like they were. 

Kyle and Kenny made their way downstairs at the sound of Cartman being angry, thinking that it was simply a prank set up by Payton. Kenny scowled at Jeremy as the older man removed his hand from Payton's chin and slapped him acrossed his face. 

The three boys had had enough, Cartman lunging forward and kicking the older man between their legs. Kyle held Kenny back from helping Cartman continue the onslaught to Jeremy's groin and stomach. 

"G-Guys" Payton grabbed Cartman's arm, dragging him up the stairs with Kenny and Kyle following after. He slammed the door shut, locking the door from the inside with the lock he had secretly placed on his door without his parent's knowledge. 

"You guys need to leave" Payton ordered, his eyes wide with fear for his friends safety. He didn't mean for this to leave at all. "You're coming with us" Kenny snapped back at him. "No. I'll be fine; The door will hold. And plus-" He grabbed his backpack, pulling a switchblade out of the side pocket. 

He opened the window, hesitantly letting Kyle jump out of the window. Payton looked out of the window. Good. The safety precautions that he had put down under the window was still there. Cartman and Kenny followed suit, the latter ordering Payton to stay safe before jumping. 

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