"What are you doing in my house?!" I raised my voice
"Y/N, you're step mom, she left me." He said as pain covered his eyes.
I almost felt bad for him, but he deserved it. He put them through some fucked up hell that they didn't need to go through.
"That doesn't answer my question. Why. Are. You. Here"
"I got kicked out of my own home, I built myself back up and then got you back.. I miss you, and I love you"
I started to tear up
"No, you don't get to say that after what you put us through" It hurt me to say
"Y/N... please" he begged
"I'm only staying here because I need a place to crash. I'll ignore you and when the time comes I'll leave." I said coldly turning my back to him
"Y/N.." he sighed "okay as long as I can see you again.."
I walked away and upstairs to my room. I opened the door to a bland room with a bed a dresser and a tv in it, with a not on the bed that said
"I didn't feel right about decorating it for you so here you go, I love you kiddo" - dad
I Grabbed the tiny piece of paper and felt like I had been stabbed in the chest, wouldn't be the first time I felt that.. I curled up in a ball on my bed with the paper in hand, sobbing to the point where I can't breathe.. no actually I'm suffocating, a panic washes over me as i cry even harder suffocating myself.
I wake up the next morning,
"Fuck! That didn't work!? How!? I thought for sure I would be back home.."
I've had this power ever since I can remember, I've died, a lot. I've been shot, decapitated, dismembered, ran-over fuck I even had cancer at one point, you name it I've died it. I've been keeping track and over my 16 years of life I've died 1769 times, it fucking hurts. And nobody remembers! Ever! It sucks and I don't want it, but I've learned how to use it. If I'm in a bad situation I'll just die and then wake up in my bed. Yeah it sucks but it works.
I looked over at my phone, it said I got a friend request from Kenny on coonstagram. I smiled and opened it, I felt tingly like happy even thought that prick is downstairs, he makes it better?
"I've known him for a day I need to calm down"
I accepted it and got up to get ready, I'll be going back to school... I've had my own teacher for a while so this is somewhat new. I pulled on a lacy F/C top and a black skirt with fishnets, I left my hair down and walked out the door. My dad was at work so I just left for the bus stop.
I arrived at the bus stop and I'm only now realizing how cold it is maybe I should've brought a coat. I see Cartman,Kyle and Stan walk up to me
"Hey slut." Cartman said with an annoying laugh
"Hey fatass you cant talk to girls like that!" Kyle said hitting his arm
"Sorry about them, you're not a slut"
"Stan, it's fine I'm used to it" I chuckled
"Yeah beware when we get to school my girlfriend, Wendy, will probs maul you as soon as you step foot in the school"
"In a good way or a bad way?"
"It depends" he awkwardly chuckled
All of a sudden I felt a warmth on my back, I melted into it considering I'm freezing my tits off over here
"Oh hey Kenny" stan said
"Hey" I hear from behind me
I jump to see him smiling down at me
"You can't just hug people without warning they could get scared" I said in a pouty way
"You obviously weren't scared just then" he winked
"I would've been if I wasn't freezing my tits off"
"Well we don't want that do we" he said moving closer towards me. He pulled me into a hug, it was so warm, I melted into his touch. Wow I seem to do that a lot.
"Hmmm" I sighed
"That's what I like to hear"
"I-"
"Awwwwww Keeny has a girlfrieend"
I shoved my face in my hands trying to avoid it
"Keeny and Y/N sitting in a tree k i s s i n g first comes love then comes marriage then comes Y/N with a baby carriage"
"Oh my god are you crying?" Kenny asked concerned
He pulled my hands away to see me blushing laughing my ass off
"What's so funny?" He giggled
"N-nothing" I said between laughs
