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South Park One-Shot (Kenny x Reader)

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Just once, please.

    tw: suicidal reader


        You grabbed your things from your locker, before heading out of the school, keeping your head down. You left the school feeling as empty as ever. This year had been the hardest for you, in your personal life as well as your school life. At school, you were given tons of works whilst enduring the berating of the teachers. Somehow, throughout the year all of your friends seemed to vanish around you; not physically, but emotionally, distancing themselves before stopping hanging out with you at all. Hell, even your crush Kenny McCormick had rejected you. At home, things were no better. Night after night, you would fight with your family, a battle with no clear winner.

        To you, however, you knew you would never win, whether it was versus the school or your very own home. You would always be the loser in every battle, sinking deeper and deeper after each defeat. You could feel yourself getting closer to wanting to give into the abyss. The abyss was hungry, and longed for your sad, worthless life; it wouldn't stop until it could devour you whole. You knew things weren't supposed to be this way. You weren't supposed to hate being at home, being at school, or even hate being alive in general; but you did. You knew you needed help.

        But what were you supposed to do? You waved your white flag high for all to see, but no one came to your rescue. Though you were sinking, no one came to keep you afloat. Instead, you just kept using duct tape to try to fix the many holes over your boat, but eventually, it all came off. Even your own family didn't notice your cries for help. Every single fight was the child inside begging to be saved; screaming, pleading for them to help you. But they never even offered you a life raft. 

        You were all alone in this battle; no one could possibly understand what you were going through. What you needed was a hero: someone to come and save you from this life of misery and make it better.  But you knew that was never going to happen. That's why, instead of waiting for some hero who'll never come, you decided to end it all. Tonight, this one would be your last. You planned on going to Starks Pond and finishing it all. No more, would you have to wait for a hero and suffer. If only you had thought of this sooner.

        You skipped going home and continued on towards your final destination. As you made your way there, you took in everything for the last time. You listened intently to the birds speaking to their babies, and the sound of busy people. You were definitely going to miss the wildlife and all the sounds of this quiet little mountain town. Upon feeling the crunching of the snow under your feet, you felt yourself slow down a bit. You were really going to miss the snow, especially when you remember all the fun times you had when you and your family would play in the snow.

        You felt yourself get teary-eyed, but you mustered up a bitter-sweet smile. You had to do this, even if it hurt before you did it. You owed it to the world and everyone you knew. This was the best decision, especially since it would make everything better in the end for everyone else. Plus, you had already committed to the idea by having the suicide note in your backpack. Not long after trying to convince yourself to go through with it, you arrived at Starks Pond. You made sure you were alone before sitting your stuff on the bench. You made sure to pin the suicide note to the outside of your bag, making sure you wouldn't trouble people even after your death.

        Before you could climb the highest tree, you noticed a body floating into the water. You froze, not knowing what to do. If you were to step foot into that ice cold water, you would surely die of hypothermia! But that's what you wanted, right? After pondering for another second, you decided you would save him. You threw off your jacket and shoes, trying to eliminate the possible malfunctions that could go wrong. You jumped into the water, trying to ignore the shivers crawling throughout your body. You swam as fast as you could, though you weren't a great swimmer, to begin with. Once you got closer, you quickly realized it was your forever crush: Kenny McCormick. 

        Realizing this, you swam even faster. 'Just for once, please just let me be the hero someone needs. Even if I can't be my own, please just let me be his.' As soon as you were within reach, you grabbed his limp form and began dragging him out of the water. You could feel your body going numb thanks to the freezing temperature, the only thing keeping you warm were the sparks of desire emanating from your body, determined to save Kenny. You tried to perform CPR on him as soon as you had reached the land, although you really didn't know how to. Soon enough, he sat up, coughing and choking up water. 

        "Why did you jump in and save me? I put myself in there to drown on purpose! You've ruined it!" He snapped, before realizing who you were. Once his gaze fell upon you, he immediately quieted down, thanking you and getting up. Before he could walk away, you reached out and grabbed his wrist, preventing him from leaving.

        "What the hell are you talking about Kenny? Why were you in there?" You questioned, fear bubbling in your gut, having a strong sense of what his response would be. He merely ignored you, mumbling that everything was fine and what-not. You knew better and instead pressed him further. 

        "I was trying to kill myself, (Y/n). Are you happy now that you know? Kenny the freak was trying to off himself! Woohoo, everyone throw a fucking party." He barked, voice filled with hurt and bitterness. Your heart throbbed with each word he said because you knew exactly how he felt. You had no idea how you hadn't noticed someone going through the same thing as you before. Wordlessly, you engulfed him into your understanding embrace.

        Thinking back, you kind of understand how you missed the signs. You were so absorbed in your own tunnel of sadness, that you didn't notice someone struggling with their own. Every time you had had your head down, so was his. Every time you ate alone, so did he. Every time you needed a hero, so did he. You both desperately needed someone to hear your cries, but neither of you let anyone in to help you. That's when it struck you: never once did you ask someone for help; never once did you tell anyone what was happening and how you felt. Instead, you had remained silent and expected someone to read your mind through your arguments to figure out what was wrong; you expected people to just know. You were never alone until you let yourself.

        Once the wave of realization hit, your body racked with sobs. "I'm so sorry Kenny." You apologized, over and over again, holding him tight through every incoming cry. Pulling away, you wiped away his tears, before offering him your jacket. Finally, for the first time in a long time, the two of you shared a gentle smile, as well as your dry jacket. A few minutes past before he began explaining his situation to you. After he explained his to you, you informed him of yours. The two of you shared several laughs, tears, and that very jacket throughout the hour, reconnecting and bonding. Before you two could continue, South Park police surrounded you, saying that you and he had been reported missing. 

        You both got into the back of the police car shakily, scared of what to tell your parents about the whole situation. Once the two of you made eye contact, you couldn't help but smile. "Whatever happens Kenny, don't be scared. Tell the truth. It's time to let the demons out of the closet. I know you can do it, I'm here for you and I love you." You whispered, squeezing his hand gently. 

        His face formed a light blush, as he squeezed your hand back tightly, never wanting to let go. "Thank you, (Y/n). I'm sorry for abandoning you. I'm here for you too." He stated, before leaning in close to your ear. "Also, I love you too, always have and always will." He chuckled, kissing your temple and pulling you into his soggy side.



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This one was made me cry, haha. More or so less because I could relate to everything I've written here. I just wanted to say this before I published this chapter: 

If you are going through anything like this, or something not like this at all and could really use someone, please let me be that someone. You aren't alone, you have people around you who love and care about you, myself included. Please remember that, and know that you have people you can count on. Even if you think you don't, here's one person you have: me. Message me anytime, I will always be here for you. You matter, and you don't deserve to feel alone. No one deserves to suffer alone and cry alone. If you need a shoulder to cry on, have mine. You're life matters just like anyone else, and I guarantee there are other's who've felt what you feel right now, but they made it out (or are trying to make it out), and that right there means you can too! Even if it's always an ongoing battle, you can always count on those around you (like me) to help you overcome it and continue living for another day. I believe in you, and even if you can't quite yet be your own hero, I can be yours. I love each and every one of you <3

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aliifongue's avatar

bruh i was gonna kill myself 48 min ago🤓