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Butters' pov

My roll over to my right side so the sun can't hurt my eyes no more. When I reach over to the other side it's empty. Feeling nobody My eyes fly open.

  I look around my room to find it empty. I fall backwards on my pillows. I thought Kenny crawled into bed with and told me he loved me. It felt so real.

Sighing I get up and do my morning routine. After getting dressed I walk towards the kitchen. I hear voices coming from the Kitchen so I stop walking.

"What are you talking ahout?" Kenny says loudly

" I saw you stepping from my so's bedroom!!" My mother yells

"I wanted to check on him this morning! What's so wrong with that!!?" Kenny yells back

"My son doesn't like fags let along be one himself! Frankly I hate fags myself!!" She yells

After a few minutes my mother walks out the kitchen and storms down the hall. I step to the side out of her way. When she disappears I stroll towards the kitchen. I softly stop at the kitchen's doorway watching Kenny. He is hunched over the stove with one hand in his hair. His eyebrows are narrowed and his jaw looks like it's clinched in place. I was about to say something when his fist meets the wall. I gasp softly and look at the hole in the wall.

  He turns around not noticing I was at the doorway. He pushes pass me and I watch as he walks down the hall. I see him stop in front of the pictures hanging on the wall in the hall. He suddenly punches it and the sound glass breaking echoes through the hallway.

  His hand is balled up into a fist, shaking by his side. That's when the blood catches my attention and I ran towards him.

"Kenny are you alright?" I ask

He doesn't look at me. 5 minutes later he glances my way and I have to shiver cause of the look in his eyes. His usually bright blue eyes turned a dark grey color. There's something behind those eyes that scare me. I don't know how to explain the look in his eyes. If I had to, I would say it's a look of a killer. I grab his good hand and drag him off to the nearest bathroom. I sit him on the tub's edge and begin to clean up his cut.

  I'm wrapping his hand with bandages when he sighs. Looking up I see him trying to calm down.

Pitting my hand on his bicep I stand up and smile at him. He looks at my hand and grips it with his good hand.

"Prince runaway with me." He says

I say" What?!"

He looks up at me and sternly says"  I have to leave and quit cause your mother saw me sneak out of your room."

I don't know what to say to him. All I can do is open and close my mouth, probably looking like a fish. My hand falls by my side when he grabs my face. I look at him with knitted eyebrows.

" I know your not happy. So runaway with me and I can make sure your happier than ever." He says

After a minute of thinking I smile and nod my head. He slightly smiles and softly aliases my lips. He tries to pull away but I wrap my arms around his neck. His hands rest on my hips and I softly press our lips together. I pull away and i'm glad to see his eyes almost back to normal. He smiles at me and I can't help but smile back.

"We''ll leave tonight while everybody I sleeping." He says

He kisses my forehead and I giggle but nod my head. We head back to the kitchen so Kenny could breakfast for everybody in the house. I sit at the table smiling to myself.

  He's right though I'm not very happy here. The only I'm ever happy is when Kenny is around me.

I watch as he begins to cook many different dishes.

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