18 - Bathroom Sink

                                    

                                          
-Kenny's POV-
                          
We both fell back asleep and didn't wake up again until 12:00 pm. I forgot that I was still naked from before. I jumped out of bed and put my clothes on. I went downstairs and started frying a couple of eggs. Butters came down and hugged me from behind. I finished the eggs and grabbed two small plates and put three on each. I washed the dishes as Butters put the plates of eggs on the table and got out the forks. We both sat down and started eating.
                          
"Thanks for breakfast." Butters said, smiling.
                          
"No problem." I said, with a mouthful of food. We both finished and washed the dishes. 
                          
"Well, Butters. I need to get to work I'll be home around 8:00pm. Do you need me to drive you to someone's house so you're not alone?" I asked, as I grabbed the car keys. 
                          
"Nah, I'll probably be upstairs making videos and drawing." Butters said, as he walked over and leaned in for a kiss. I kissed him back.
                          
"Okay, I'll be back. Call me if you need anything." I said, as I walked out the door. I got in the car and drove to Unplanned Parenthood. This is gonna be a long day.
                          
-Butters's POV-
                          
I went upstairs and put my headphones on. I set up my microphone and turned the camera on.
                          
"Hey fellas. It's me Butters. Sorry that it's been about 2 months, but you've probably seen these stories everywhere. They're true. I was kidnapped. And emotionally, physically, and sexually abused in a basement on the cold cement floor. I'm back. Kenny found me and a bunch of things happened. One of the people involved helped me escape and we ran back to my house. We walked in and found my mom dead around a rope in the kitchen. She left everything to Kenny and me. Also before I was taken 2 months ago, Kenny and I agreed to date. So Kenny was hurt badly during this too. I love you guys and I'll have a speed draw up later tonight. I'm not going to edit this, I just wanted to tell you guys that it was true. If you have any questions, I'll do a Q&A on this video in a couple days. Anyways I love you all, bye!" I said shutting off the camera. I uploaded it to my computer and started the upload to YouTube.
                          
I set up my camera above me. I turned it on and got a piece of blank paper. I started to sketch what I seen in that basement. I outlined a black figure hooked up to the wall with ropes. I colored in the black figure like a shadow. I put light around it fading into darkness. I finished pretty quickly. So I set it aside and put another piece of paper in front of me. I started to sketch Kenny. He was against the other side of the wall of my other picture. He had his knees in his chest with his hands in his face. I colored it in like a shadow. It was light and faded to darkness. Then I put the two pictures together. They looked perfect. I stopped the camera, and set it back up where it goes. I put my headphones on and turn it on. 
                          
"Hey fellas. It's me Butters. I hope you enjoyed the video the new Q&A video will be up soon. Comment some other things you want me to draw next. I love you all, bye!" I said shutting off the camera. I felt something wet on my face and I didn't even realize I was crying. I wiped my face with Kenny's oversized shirt he gave me to wear. I started editing the video right away. 
                          
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I finished about an hour later. I cried twice. I started the upload and too my headphones off. The other video uploaded about thirty minutes ago saying I was okay. I walked to the bathroom and looked into the mirror at myself. I took off Kenny's oversized shirt to look at the cuts and everything they did to me. I started crying even more. I sat down against the wall and put my knees in my chest. I made it hurt, but I didn't care. After the tears stopped, I was still making the sounds because I couldn't breathe out of my nose anymore. I walked on my knees to the sink and turned it on. I stood up and splashed water into my face. I took the towel hanging up and wiped it off.
                          
I pulled out the razor I hid under the sink. I hesitated. I didn't want to hurt myself. I didn't want Kenny worrying about me anymore. I just get used all the times and now that Kenny's here I feel like I'm not good enough for him. I slid the razor across my wrist. I winced, I made a few more. 
                          
"I'm home!" I here Kenny open the front door downstairs. I start crying again. I don't want him to see me so weak like this again. 
                          
"Butters, where are you?" Kenny said, walking into my room across the hall. I start crying even more. My heart starts pounding of nervousness and embarrassment. I start shaking as Kenny comes out of room and sees me on the bathroom floor. He runs over to me and kneels down. He hugs me. I didn't want to get blood on him so I didn't hug back.
                          
"I'm sorry, I didn't come back sooner." Kenny said, as he got up to get bandages and Neosporin. 
                          
"Kenny, it's n-not yo-your f-fault.." I stutter as I'm still shaking. He comes back over to me with a wet napkin. He wipes the blood off and puts Neosporin on them. He finally bandaged them. 
                          
"You're right it isn't my fault. But you felt that, that was what you had to do. It's not your fault either, Butters." Kenny said, as he kissed the cuts through the bandage. 
                          
"I'm going to clean and redo your other bandages." Kenny said, as he lifted me up off the ground and set me down on the counter next to the sink again. I love when Kenny carries me. And I've sat on this counter many of times with Kenny. He pushed up the pajama pants up so he could get to those ones. He took all of them off, cleaned them, and put new ones on. He put the white shirt back on, and helped me back down. I hugged him tight as I started to cry again, and he hugged back.