Together ~ {Kenny x Reader}

Part 5

Your P.O.V but 2nd Person

"Really I'm fine... Yeah yeah, it sucks but I promise I'm living... Mommmmm I know you like Kenny but stop being so hopeful... Okay that's it I'm going. Love you," and with that, you ended the ten-minute conversation with your mother. Well, the 10 minutes of her talking about how 'Kenny's good for you' conversation. You let out a sigh and a chuckle before setting your phone down on the counter. She called to make sure you were okay while she was yet again off at her second job. The question 'Are you okay' made you choke on your words. Memories after memories came up in your mind. All leading to one huge problem or person. Struggling through your words, you told her everything that she needed to know. And your glad you did. She told you what you needed to hear, while she insulted him and called Kenny better. It made you laugh, that's for sure.

It's been a week since your last run-in with Clyde and you were thankful full. But you knew the distance between you two wasn't going to last long. After all, after today you were going back to school. With previously dating him, you sat right next to him in every class that had free seating that stuck the whole year. Just my fucking luck. You kept that thought in your mind whenever he seemed to appear in there too. You just hoped you could switch seats with someone if the teacher let you that is, and prayed that the assigned seats didn't change.

Kenny and you have been even more buddy-buddy after the whole ordeal. He even got you to block Clyde. Well, he did that and you were just crying about how you could roast him. You were overjoyed that somehow you became even closer to the blonde boy. He called you every night to make sure you were okay. Most of the time you fell asleep on the phone. Memories being made by the simple act of a phone call was implanted in your brain, and him screaming over video games. He was kind of your therapist. He listened to you rant, cry, screams, and then made you smile, laugh, and feel safe. With him, on your mind, you feel out of your thoughts and picked up your phone. Turning it on and seeing the dorky wallpaper you had of him and you. He was smiling and had snow in his hair, hugging you with his chin on your head, and a smile gracing his face. You were laughing as you took the quick photo. Smiling at the photo you unlock your phone, trying to ignore the picture of him on your home screen. Quickly going to your messages and texting the goof.

TEXTS

Y/n: So my mom was talking about how much she loves you again.

Kenny: NICE! Great to know I have your mom's approval to date you ;)

Y/n: Kenny... Keep it in your pants.

Kenny: I'll try, just for you.

Y/n: Thank you. So how was work?

Kenny: Normal

Y/n: Lame. How are you?

Kenny: I can't talk right now. Gtg Bye

Y/n: Everything okay?

TEXTS END

You stared at your phone waiting for a reply. Waiting for a minute or so you decided to go on a game and past time. That time turned into an hour of no response. Worry traced through you and encased you in a trap. You texted his main friends asking about him and they all either said 'no' or insulted you (Cartman) so you let it go. Reluctantly you went to your room and put your phone on charge and went to sleep. Going to bed at a good time for school.

Kenny's P.O.V

I set my phone down and listened to my mother's screaming as it came closer and closer to the door. "Kenny! Did ya pay the damn bills yet!" she screamed through the door, banging on it rapidly.

"Yes!" I yelled back, laying down on my mattress. I had my phone in hand as I reached and grabbed my cheap headphones. I put them in my ears and played music at a lot volume in an attempt to drown out her screams.

I sighed as the screams continued, looking out the window. Thinking about just texting her and letting everything seep away and my problems being blurred. Lately, I couldn't do that so kept quiet and focused on the light rain. Rain instantly made me think more about the time I spent with her in the rain. The time I almost got to kiss her, but fate had a different plan and made her sneeze. "BOY! Have you been ignoring your damn MOTHER!" I flinched at the sudden noise of my father slamming into my room, breaking the lock. I rolled my eyes and continued looking out the window. Heavy walking nearing my bed. My body was dragged away from the bed as my father picked me up by the collar of my shirt. I let my body go limp as I looked into his angry eyes. I was done with his shit. Ignoring what he was doing and just looking back out the same window. "BOY YOU BETTER ANSWER ME!" he yelled once again.

ABUSE IS MENTIONED AND INS'T PRETTY!

"WON'T ANSWER ME, YOU SHIT!" a single slap landed on my face. Moving my head into an uncomfortable position. I kept quiet and held back my anger. He grabbed my jaw, painfully turning me to look at him. I continued my stoic face and kept the familiar pain inside. "FUCKING SHIT! ANSWER ME GOD DAMNIT!" he spits in my face, "FINE I'M MAKE YOU TALK!" And with that, he picked up my limp body and threw me to the ground. He took the same knife he used every night and gripped it in his hand. I made sure I kept still and quiet as he walked up. He picked up my arm and dragged the old blade across my skin, "better wear that fucking parka." He cut deeper each time, focusing on keeping me useful and alive to him. The blade became 'boring' and he skipped to kicked my stomach. To the point, I coughed up blood. Then he stopped and walked out of the room saying, "Fuck this, I need a beer."

ABUSE IS OVER AND NOT FULLY BROUGHT UP FROM NOW ON!

I landed on the floor, staring at the ceiling as I waited for time to go buy. Time went by slowly as I tried to keep my eyes open. I left my stoic face fall as well as the tears. Tears of pain ran down my face. I let my head fall to the side and looked at the window that calmed me. I wiped the few tears and opened the window. Looking at the small slab of the roof, I climbed out. Walking to the lower part of the roof I jumped off. I stumbled to my feet and walked down the road. When it came time to cross I looked both ways before quickly running across.

I limped the whole way before I made it to the front door. I put my hands in my pockets looking for the key. With no key touching my hand I looked at her bedroom window. I glanced around at the houses, to make sure no one saw what looked like a break-in. Giving myself the all-clear I walked near her bedroom window that was a story up. I jumped and grabbed the gutter, weakly pulling myself up. I crawled on the roof till I was in front of the window. I let my body rest on my knees and right hand. With my left hand, I pulled it up and knocked on her window. Waiting a bit before I knocked louder and a few more times in a rush. A small light flickered on in the room as someone removed the blackout curtains. A shocked look on the person's face before they rushed and opened the window. "Hey," I coughed out and waved my open hand.

"What the fuck happened to you?" Y/n question as she pulled me into her room.

"Can we just fix this?" I said gesturing to my wounded body.

"Oh ye-yeah! Come here!" and with that, his best friend rushed to go get items to help him.