"Yeah, and how am I supposed to trust you, liar? Why did you tell someone?"
"I.. I didn't tell anyone."
"Are you too weak to live in this house? You can't handle this?" He gave my body a light push against the wall. "You're just so weak and pathetic! You're just a little coward aren't you?"
There was something about those words that had always bothered me. They always made me cry.
"And now you're crying? Go back to bed! I'm tired of your face!" He slammed the door behind him. I slowly got back to bed and tried to clear my thoughts. My problem was that I just couldn't stop thinking about what my father would do to me tomorrow. This time, I was lucky he didn't punch me or something.
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"Hey, Stan." I said as I sat down next to him by the bus stop. "Feeling better today?"
"Yeah, a little. Talked to Wendy about my problems, which helped a lot." He smiled.
"Why are you here early?"
"Don't know. I got up earlier." He looked over to the right and waved to someone. I turned my head in the same direction and noticed Eric. I was going to walk towards him, but he gave me hand signals to make me stand still. He looked behind him multiple times. When he sat down, I was going to hug him, but he pushed me away.
"What's going on?" I asked him, worried. Did I do anything wrong?
"He's watching."
"Who?" Stan interrupted.
"My mother's boyfriend." Eric said while trying to find him. "I'm sure he's watching."
"Do you really think he'd follow you to school to see if you had a boyfriend?" Stan asked Eric.
"Can't trust anyone."
He was nervously looking around us. I tried to hold his hand but he rejected me again.
"There is no one spying on us, Eric. Calm down."
"I know he's here somewhere. He waited to leave the house until I left. Yesterday, he asked me a lot of stuff about you."
"Maybe he's just trying to spend more time with you and it's normal that he wants to know about your friends. I think he's just trying to be a good father for you." I forced him to hold my hand. "And what would be so horrible if he knew about this?"
I got no answer, but he quit looking around nervously as before.
"You're crazy, Cartman." Stan said and got his phone out of his bag. Eric noticed this and then got his. He gave it to me.
"I downloaded that game you like. I thought you'd want to play it, since you haven't gotten to in a long time." He smiled.
"Thanks." I leaned my head against his shoulder and logged in to the game. I started playing it. Suddenly, the bus was here. Kenny and Kyle was here. When did they come?
When we sat on the bus, I handed the phone back to Eric.
"Cartmaaaaaahhnnnn?" I heard from behind us. Both me and Eric turned around.
"What, Kenny?"
"I don't have anything for lunch, so I was wondering if..."
"Just take this. Don't tell anyone." He gave him some money.
"Thanks, dude!"
"That was nice of you." I told Eric.
"I just feel bad for him. I wouldn't give him money if he didn't try to get his own."
