Hero [Stenny]

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Hero

SomeSouthParkFan

Well the next morning at school didn't start of too bad. Well…first period hasn't even started yet so I guess I shouldn't speak too soon. I grab a few books out of my locker and close it. As I'm walking away I feel someone grab my arm. Oh great, Cartman's starting early. He shoves me against my locker. However, to my surprise it's not Cartman…it's Wendy. "Hey Wendy, how's it going?" I look around nervously to make sure Cartman doesn't see me talking to his girlfriend.

"Stan told me about you and him." Wendy informs me.

"Oh, really?" I smile hearing that. Stan is proud of our relationship.

She glares at me. "Don't tell me you actually like him."

I give her a confused look. "…yeah, I do. I thought you said he told you."

She bursts into laughter. "Kenny McCormick, the South Park man whore himself, likes a boy?" She continues laughing. "I don't think so."

"Man whore? Where did you get that idea?"

"Oh come on Kenny, everyone knows that you've slept with almost every girl in the school."

Honestly, that's far from the truth. Believe it or not, I'm still a virgin. "That's not true Wendy."

"Yeah right. Didn't you make a comment to Cartman about wanting to have sex with me?"

I shrug. "That was in the 7th grade and it was only a comment."

"So now you expect me to believe that you like boys?"

"Believe what you want." I try to walk away, but she shoves me up against the locker again.

"Don't you walk away from me!" I think Cartman is rubbing off on her. She bends down so that we're eye to eye. "I'm only going to say this once, so listen up! Stan is my best friend and I love him like a brother. I swear to God if you do anything, and I mean ANYTHING to hurt him…well let's just say that you're going to wish that Cartman was the one punishing you. Got it?"

"Y-yes ma'am." I stutter nervously.

"Good!" The bell for first period rings. She glares at me before walking off. I sigh and head towards my class. As I turn the corner, I literally run into Cartman. I fall over and my books fall out of my hand. "Sorry." I mutter. I reach for one of my books, but Cartman kicks it out of the way and steps on my hand. More like, stomps on it. I hear a crack. I hope he didn't break anything else.

"What the FUCK were you doing talking to my girlfriend?" He yells.

I look up at him. "S-she w-w-wanted to ask me s-s-something." I stutter. I wish I could get through a confrontation with Cartman without showing my fear.

With that, he kicks me right in the head. "My girlfriend has no reason to ask you anything!" He kicks me again. "How dare you fucking tell lies on her!" He picks me up by my hair.

"It's the truth Cartman!" My eyes began to water.

"Oh no, don't you even think about crying. I haven't done anything…yet!" Oh please just get it over with. It's almost as if he could read my thoughts because he literally throws me into the wall. I try to get up, but he starts kicking me in the stomach. He kneels down on the ground and puts one hand around my neck. "I hope you'll remember what will happen to you if you go near Wendy again." I slowly nod. Where is everyone in this school? I need help! He still has his hand around my neck and then begins punching me in the face with the other hand. I start to see blood on the ground. Oh God, please let someone come help me! He's going to kill me. Finally Cartman stops hitting me. Maybe he feels bad...? Probably not.