-A week Later-
You were on your break when you heard footsteps approach. You look over to see Cartman.
“What do you want?” You ask giving him your full attention. He didn’t say anything but just step towards you. You took a step back. “Can I help you?”
“Break up with Kyle,” he now says.
“What no, I don’t have a reason to,” you say.
“Oh trust me I’m about to give you one,” Cartman growls and grabs the collar of your shirt. He punches you square in the face. He lets you drop to the ground.
“What the hell!” You yell. You felt a numbness in your cheek.
“It will get worse if you stay with Kyle. I tried to do it the ‘easy’ way. Now I’ll just do it by force,” he says leaning towards you.
“Fuck off, it’s going to take a lot more then just a punch to the face to get me to break up with Kyle,” you say.
“Good I was kind of hoping it wouldn’t be that easy,” Cartman smirks and walks away. Pain started to seep in the side of your face. You groaned and stood up. You rubbed your cheek then headed inside.
“Oh my god what happened Y/n?” Mili asks as she rushes over to you.
“Don’t worry, I’m fine,” you say avoiding the ‘What’ part of the question.
“You don’t look it,” she sighs.
“Really I am,” you smile. You walked out to the lobby to see Kenny and Butters. Collin was talking with Butters happily.
“Oh hey-What happened to your face?” Kenny asks. This got the attention of Butters and Collin.
“Nothing don’t worry about it,” you say,” Anyways what did you need?”
“Tattoo baby! I want a pair of wings on my back,” Kenny smiles.
“Yeah alright follow me,” you say. Kenny gets up and follows you. You lead him to your work table. “Shirt off and on the table.”
“Only for you,” Kenny smirks.
“Dude we both have boyfriends,” you say not giving him any chance to say anything else perverted towards you. Kenny took off his Parka and shirt then laid down on the table.
“Okay so where do you want them? Mid back, shoulder blades lower back?” You ask.
“Shoulder blades, I want them to start on either side of the spine then extend to the shoulder,” he explains. You nod and grab your phone. You pull up a reference and start drawing with a pen.
It was about 20 minutes later when you started to outline it with actual ink.
“Oh fuck this hurts more then I thought it would,” Kenny groans.
“Do you need a break?” You ask.
“No, not yet,” Kenny replies.
About an hour later you finished it up and put plastic on it.
Kenny paid then him and Butters were on there way.
When you got home you walked over to Loki’s cage and let him out. He was very playful and smart.
“Come on let’s take a picture for daddy,” you say to him. You pull out your phone and take a picture of you and Loki from the side of your face that didn’t have a bruise. You send it to Kyle. Loki then started giving little kisses to the cheek that was bruised.
“Aww, stop Loki,” you laugh. The ferret stopped and climbed into your hood. A spot he’d grown quiet fond of. Kyle then texted back.
Ky: Aww my two boys look adorable together!
You: Thanks honey 😘
Ky: 😘
You stayed up for a bit longer then headed to bed. When you woke up in the morning you got ready and covered the bruise as much as you could. You didn’t want Kyle to see it.
When you got into Stan’s car Butters and Kenny looked at you concerned. You knew they had seen the bruise yesterday but you still couldn’t risk it.
“Everything alright?” Kyle asks.
“Yeah everything’s good,” you smile.
It was half way through the school day and you were walking down the stairs. Then you, no someone tripped you. You went crashing down the stairs. You groaned in pain as your head hit the ground.
“Oh my god Y/n! Are you okay?” Kyle asks rushing to your aid.
“Should be-ow!” You mumble. You look up and saw the Fatass standing there smirking. You then felt blood come from your head.
“Oh god you need to go to the nurse!” Kyle exclaims.
“Yeah,” you nod in agreement.
From there it got worse. Through the next few weeks Cartman would target you in school and on your break. It would either be physical or mental abuse. You knew how to make it stop but you weren’t going to cave in.
Beep!
Beep!
You groaned and turned on your side. Your body hurt so much you could barely move to turn off your alarm. You rolled back onto your back. You quickly fell back asleep.
*Kyle’s Pov*
I sat in the car with Kenny and Butter. Stan had to knock on the door... Y/n wasn’t answering any of our texts.
“He’s not feeling good,” Stan says as he hops back in the car.
“Yeah but usually he would of texted one of us at least,” I say.
“I don’t know. Mili said he has been acting strange lately. She asked if I’d notice anything going on. I told her no but I’d pay attention more,” Stan sighs as he pulls out of the driveway.
“Hm,” I hum and look out the window.
-Time Skip-
I had gotten a text around lunch.
???: Meet me in the boys bathroom on the first floor I have information concerning Y/n
I wouldn’t have come if it didn’t concern
Y/n. I walk into the bathroom. I didn’t expect to see Cartman, but I also knew this wouldn’t end well.
“Hello Kyle,” Cartman says.
“What information do you have on Y/n?” I ask.
“Take a look at these pictures,” Cartman says handing me his phone. They were pictures of Y/n each showed him having various bruises and cuts.
“What the hell!” I yell.
“Someone black mailed him. Saying that if he didn’t break up with you that they would make sure he’d pay. It’s been going on for weeks Kyle,” Cartman says. I look at him horrified.
“No..., who would do this?” I ask. Then look at him,” it was you.”
“What!? No Kyle this is low even for me,” Cartman says. I believed him it was low for him.
“Fuck and if he stays with me it’s going to continue?” I ask.
“Yeah... I think you know what to do Kyle,” Cartman says.
“I don’t want to though,” I say my voice cracked as I had to keep down tears.
“I know Kyle, I know,” Cartman says and hugs me. I sigh and lightly cry into him. “You can’t tell him you know this from me though okay?”
“Yeah,” I nod.
-After School-
I asked Stan to drive me to Y/n’s house. God this was going to be hard.
“Stay here, I won’t be long,” I say and get out of the car. I walk up to the front door and knock. Mili answers with a smile.
“Kyle come on in, Y/n’s up in his room,” she says and lets me in.
“Thank you,” I smile at her then headed up. I knocked lightly on the door.
“Come in!” I hear from the other side. I open the door and see Y/n sitting up against his bed frame. He had on one of my hoodies and was playing with Loki a bit. Y/n looked up at me and smiled “Hey!”
“Can you take off your hoodie for me?” I ask. I watch Y/n’s happy expression drop. I wanted to see it for myself. I wanted to see the bruises and scratches he was taking for ME.
“You’ve already seen under my hoodie,” he smiles. I walk over and sit on the edge of his bed. Loki runs over and head butts my arm. I sigh this was going to be hard.
“I know, Y/n. I know what he’s been doing to you,” I say. Y/n looks down and bites his bottom lip.
“I didn’t want to loose you,” he says meekly.
“So then you let yourself get hurt because of me?” I ask.
“I don’t care! You matter way to much to me,” he says. Tears were now threatening his eyes making me want to cry.
“You shouldn’t be so careless though. I’m not worth you getting hurt over!” I snap.
“That’s for me to decide!” He snaps back.
“I’m not going to let you do this to yourself anymore,” I whisper.
“Wait no Kyle! I need you please don’t do this to me,” he pleads. Tears now sprung out of his eyes.
“I’m making sure you don’t get hurt again,” I say as tears started to stream down my cheeks.
“I- Kyle please, I don’t care. I’ve been through worse,” Y/n says.
“I’m sorry,” I say. I give him one last kiss on his forehead and leave.
I burst into tears as soon as I made it into Stan’s car.
“Dude what happened?” He asks.
“I did what I had to...,” I cry.
“You broke up with him didn’t you?” He asks. I burst into more tears and shake my head yes.
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I Hated You Now I love You
FanfictionY/n L/n has lived in South Park all his life. Amazing grades, good looks, and raised himself along with his little brother. Only problem is Y/n has always been in the background. In school and at home. Kyle Broflovski has a best friend named Stan an...