Crenny- It's All Worth It In The End

2nd Secret - Kenny

{CRAIG POV} {SUICIDAL}

After my talk with Kenny, I went back to my table. I sat down and Tweek smiled. I looked over at Kenny's table. He said he was going to the bathroom with his lighter so that he could smoke. What I saw at his seat made me think otherwise. His pack of cigarettes were at his table. I know that they're his because no one else at that table smokes. I frowned. I walked to his table and grabbed his cigarettes.

"Hey, those are Kenny's!" Stan yelled.

"Yeah, Yeah." I said, rolling my eyes. They didn't even know what he was doing right now. I started running towards the bathroom.

{KENNY POV}

I hovered my hand over my lighter. I kind of felt bad. I told Craig that I wouldn't. I guess you can't expect anything from a freak. A loser. A nobody. My finger started to touch the flame. A hand quickly covered the flame. Skin came into contact with the fire. Only, it wasn't my skin. I heard a hiss of pain.

"Shit." The person whispered. It was Craig.

"You're not supposed to touch fire, dumb ass." I chuckled. Craig glared at me,

"Oh yeah? Then why the fuck have you been doing it? Huh? Especially after you told me you wouldn't! Jesus fucking Christ! No one ever fucking listens to me." He yelled. I blushed.

"How did you even know what I was doing?" I asked. He threw something and it hit me in the head. I looked down at my cigarettes that were now on the floor. I blushed harder.

"Oh." I said. I looked up and saw Craig covering his hand. I grabbed his arm and pulled him towards the sink.

"What are you doing Kenny?" He asked while sighing.

"I-I'm just trying to help." I whispered. I turned on the faucet and pulled his sleeve up. He put his hand under the water. Since his sleeve was pulled up, I got a chance to see his scars. There was one that looked relevantly new. He caught me staring and shifted a little bit.

"Sorry." I muttered. After most of the stinging went away, I brought him to my locker. I pulled out a roll of white wrap bandage. I tore off a piece and tied it around his hand. I always had white bandages around for my burns.

"Thanks." He said.

"No problem" I smiled. He smiled back a little and the bell rang. We started walking our separate ways.

"HEY KENNY!" I heard him yell down the hallway. I turned to look at him. He was holding a small red lighter. He smirked as I started to run after him. He can ran faster than me though. Shit. He's such a douche bag.

"H-Hey Kenny." I heard Butters say. I smiled.

"Hey Butters." I replied.

"Want to walk to Chemistry together?" He asked.

"Yeah okay." I said.

-------------------------TIME SKIP TO THE MIDDLE OF CHEM CLASS-------------------------

"Ok class, we're gonna be starting a new project today so pick a partner." The teacher said.

I smiled. Me and Butters are almost always partners. I looked over at Butters and our gazes met. He smiled and gave me a thumbs up. He's such a dork. In a good, adorable way of course. After school me and Butters walked to his house. Butters' parents weren't home so we just went upstairs to his room. After about half an hour of us working, I noticed Butters starting to shift around. Every now and again he would nervously look at me and twitch a little. One time I looked back at him and he looked away blushing. I felt my face heat up. Does this mean what I hope it means? Does Butters like me? I smiled. My confidence was up, 100%.

"What is it you wanna say Butters?" I asked, getting closer to him. His face turned bright red. Satisfaction washed over me. He has to like me.

"C-Can you keep a secret?" He whispered. I smiled. Please be gay. Please be gay. Please be gay. I thought.

"Sure. Anything." I said. GAY GAY GAY GAY GAY. My mind was looking for any words that included him being gay.

"I-I kind of, have a crush on Stan." He smiled shyly. My eyes widened. Well, I got my wish I guess. It just kind of backfired. My confidence was now down, 0%. My vision went blurry. My face started to heat up.

"Your secret's safe with me. I got to go though talk to you later." I said quickly. I ran out of my house. I don't know where I was going, but I just kept running. Eventually I ran into someone.

"Shit. What the fuck?" I heard the person say. I saw a cigarette fall onto the ground. I looked up. Craig. My nose was running bad, I think that I was crying. I quickly wiped my eyes with my sleeve and pulled out my pack of cigarettes.

"S-Sorry about your cigarette." I said. My voice cracked a little at the end. Shit. I held out my hand with a cigarette in it. I gestured for him to take it. Only, he didn't. I looked up and by the way he was staring at me, I could tell that I looked bad. I quickly looked away. I reached and put the cigarette in his jacket pocket.

"I-uh, got to go. See you later." I said. I started to run again. I was quickly stopped though. I felt an arm pull me back.

"What the hell McCormick?" he asked.

"Let go." I whispered.

"What? No way. What happened?" He asked.

"Please. Just let me leave." I pleaded.

"Kenny, not until you tell me what happened." He said firmly. I don't know why but I just started crying even more. Craig's' eyes widened. We sat on the curb and he let me just cry it all out.

"So, wanna tell me what happened?" He asked softly.

"I thought he loved me back." I whispered. Right now my head was resting on his shoulder. My head shot up when I realized what I had just admitted. Me and Craig stared into each others eyes.

"H-He?" Craig stuttered. I hesitated. I nodded slowly.

"So, Bi or?" He asked.

"Gay." I whispered.

"Ok." He said casually. Great. He knows another one of my secrets. Another secret that I haven't told anyone else.

"He.....likes Stan instead." I cried quietly. There were still tears coming out of my eyes.

"Well, what did you like about him?" He asked.

"His hair, his face, his voice." I listed.

"Did you like the things that he was into? Did you guys talk a lot?" He asked more. Actually, me and Butters only really talked if we had a project together. What was Butters into? I shrugged.

"So, you only like his looks?" Craig asked.

"Yeah." I sighed.

"So you liked his body, not him??" He asked.

There was silence as I realized how dumb I was.

"Thank you." I whispered.

"No problem." Craig shrugged. 

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Sorry it took a long time. I was busy with my other story, "The Gayng". Please check it out. Tysm for your support <3