Out in South Park

Rosalynn is not your average teenager. She loves to draw, skateboard, hang with the guys, and is quite innocent. Her dad's job requires her family to move quite often, so when he lets them know the day after school ends for the summer that they have to move. No one is really surprised. They pack up and head out of California to a small little town in Colorado called South Park. Rosalynn has no trouble getting friends, but what happens when she falls for one? Why does she feel so close to everyone right off the bat? Why is South Park such a weird town?
(The cover art I did not draw. It's from Deviant Art by the user kamaniki. I also do not own any of the South Park characters and landmarks that I will use, obviously. That credit goes to Trey and Matt.)
[Until I get time, this is unedited. So for typos and mistakes like that. I'll get around to it.]


33. The End

*Later The Next Evening*

“When I turn eighteen, I’m getting a tattoo somewhere on my body of a group of stars,” I grab Kenny’s hand and intertwine our fingers.

“That’s a really good idea, I’ll do it with you,” Kenny gives my hand a small squeeze.

The two of us are lying in his truck bed on tom of some blankets. It’s a warm spring night, but no bugs are out of choosing not to bother us.

“Where shall we get it?” I ask.

“Our shoulder or hip? We don’t have to decide right now,” Kenny lets out a few harsh coughs.

“Are you okay? That didn’t sound good at all.”

He takes a deep breath, “I’m fine. Don’t worry, I think I swallowed a bug. That’s all.”

“Oh, well, that’s kind of gross. I’ll have to forget that as we kiss in a few minutes.” I pull my hand out of his grasp, and in seconds I am straddling his lower half and have my hands on his chest.

“What are you doing?” Kenny smirks up at me and places his hands on my hips.

“Don’t you remember? Sex under the stars. Does that ring a bell?”

“Oh yeah, I remember. You taking control just took me off guard. “You feel well enough to do this?”

“Even if I didn’t, I’d power through.”

“That’s manly of you. Let’s get going then.”

*Some Days Later*

“He doesn’t look good,” I mumble without realizing it.

All lunch I have been watching Kenny and worrying about his health. He hasn’t eaten anything at all and just looks sick.

“What?” Bebe stops talking about shoes.

“You okay Rosa?” Wendy places a hand on my forearm.

“No, I’m worried about Kenny,” I tear my eyes away from my boyfriend and look around at the girls. “He’s my everything and I just want him to be okay.”

“He’ll be fine,” Nicole tenderly smiles. “We all get sick, and he doesn’t want to tell anyone and just power through it. “

I bite my lower lip and hold back tears. “He’s always like this. Wanting to do everything on his own. I wish he’d let me help him.”

“Just let him be,” Krystal says. “Everything will work out.”

*Early The Next Morning*

“Hello?” I groggily ask.

It’s not that often I get a call at three in the morning. I’m not bothered by it, just slightly confused who needs me.

“Rosa,” a girl barely chokes out through bawls.

“Karen? Pumpkin, what’s wrong?” My brain is now on high alert.

“Kenny, hospital, now,” she says through her sobs.

“Pumpkin, I need you to take some deep breaths to calm down and be able to explain what’s happening. Okay?”

It takes a few minutes to get Karen to stop crying and breathing right to talk to me in full sentences.

“From the beginning Pumpkin,” I rub my eyes with my free hand.

“I woke up to use the bathroom, and Kenny was already in there throwing his guts up. I screamed for mom, and she called 911. He was just rushed to the hospital.”

“Oh, Pumpkin, please don’t worry about him, he’s in good hands. Those doctors will heal him and it’ll all be good.”

“I can’t sleep,” she sniffles.

“That’s okay. I think you can miss school tomorrow. However, I’d like you to stay with us until Kenny is released from the hospital. I’ll have Ashlyn pick you up on her way home from school tomorrow.”

“That sounds good. I think staying over here will help you calm down.”

“Yeah. Since I can’t sleep, I guess I’ll pack. How long do you think he’ll be in there?”

“I’m not sure, Karen.”

We talk for a few more minutes, I even get Karen to laugh, and then we hang up.

My phone slips out of my hand and flops on my bed. There’s a few seconds of calm within me before I burst into tears for the one I truly love.

*The Next Day*

“Rosa!” My boss’ voice fills my ears.

“What?” I snap out of my thoughts.

“What’s wrong?” My boss steps in front of me.

I’ve been in the back of the diner since my shift started. My body won’t leave the room where the staff keeps belongings of just go to chill. “Me?”

“Yes, you’re the only one in here. Everyone is wondering why you’re not doing your job. You are the head waitress. They are worried about you.”

“I’m sorry,” I sigh. “Someone I really care about is in the hospital. Just give me one more minutes and I’ll be good to work.”

“Oh no, I am so sorry. Why didn’t you say something? Don’t worry about work. Either go home or go to your special person. We’ll be waiting for your return here.”

*A Couple Days Later*

“How are you, Kenneth?” I smile at my boyfriend as I walk into his hospital room.

Kenny’s face lights up at seeing me. “I’ve been better.”

“I brought some schoolwork. Does that make me evil?”

He chuckles before breaking into a coughing fit.

“Are you okay?” I rush over to his bedside.

He takes a few deep breaths and looks at me. “That happens a lot, I’m fine. And you’re not evil.”

I giggle and take a seat in the chair next to his bed. “Have they been treating you well?”

“They’ve been great to me. Not as good as you though. I need some Princess love.”

It goes silent and I take in the state Kenny is in. A tube in his nose, hooked up to a heart monitor, an IV in his arm, his skin is quite pale, and he is in an ugly hospital gown.

“Princess, you okay?” Kenny breaks me away from looking him over.

“I’m fine,” I look into his beautiful blue eyes. “Let’s work on some schoolwork. You are going to pass junior year even if you do it while in here.”

*The Next Day*

“School ends Friday,” Kyle says.

“I passed all my classes,” Kenny grimaces as he moves around in his bed. “Even with zeros on the finals.”

“You’re taking the finals from here though, Kenny,” I say as I return to my spot in the chair next to Kenny’s bed. “I’m bringing them in tomorrow. Sorry babe.”

“It’s fine. I understand.”

“What’s wrong with you anyway?” Cartman asks.

“Something with my blood,” Kenny shrugs. “I’m not really sure and don’t want to ask.”

“You’re gonna be okay though, right?” Stan asks.

“I’m not sure. I hope so, for many reasons, but from what I can tell. My future looks grim.”

“Don’t say that!” I blurt out. “You are going to survive and be fine.” I feel a tear run down my cheek. “Can we just talk about something else?”

*Less Than A Week Later*

I’ve been standing off in a corner and just watching Karen and Kenny talk. It’s a sight that warms my heart. Karen has been spending all her time at my house waiting to see Kenny all better and out of the hospital, but she couldn’t stand being away from her big brother any longer. It’s so heartwarming to see her giggling and smiling as Kenny talks with her. He’s trying so hard to stay strong in front of her, though. He can’t stop grimacing, and you can tell he’s not getting any better. It’s so heartbreaking.

*The Next Day*

“Summer has started, and you aren’t out with everyone else to play Stick of Truth,” I scoot my chair closer to Kenny.

“It does suck,” Kenny takes a deep breath. “I’m gonna miss that game.”

“What do you mean? You’re gonna get out of here before the summer ends,” I smile and grab his hand. “Aren’t you getting better?”

“Princess,” he looks at me with tears welling in his eyes. “I’m not getting better. I am going to die, but I’m going to come back. I always do.”

“How do you know? You are truly sick. This isn’t you getting shot in the head or drowning.”

“I know, but that doesn’t matter. No matter what. I can’t die.”

“This is different Kenny. What if you don’t come back?” I feel tears welling in my eyes.

“If I don’t, then you will move on. I’ll live on in your heart, and you get with Kyle. Or Tweek. I’m okay with either of them.”

The tears begin to spill down my cheeks. “But I don’t want to be with them. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Only you. That scares me, ya know? How I’ve fallen so deeply in love with you and I don’t know how I’ll live without you,” I start babbling as I begin to cry harder.

“Princess, please, calm down. I’m going to come back. I promise. I’ll be back before Christmas.”

“How do you know?” I try to control my breathing.

“Just trust me.”

I sniffle, “Fine. I trust you.”

“Now, do you remember the day we met?”

“Of course.”

“And our first kiss? Date? First time? All of that?”

“Yes. I remember all my days with you. The time you came to me after your dad beat you up, and after you comforted me after your dad yelled at us. I remember it all.”

“Good. Hang onto those memories. Now, I’m tired. Let’s go to sleep and rest,” he closes his eyes. “I love you Rosalynn Heath. With all my heart, body, and soul.”

“I love you Kenneth McCormick. With all my heart, body, and soul.”

*The Next Morning*

“Kenny?” I mumble when I wake up. His warm hand no longer in mine. I slowly open my eyes and stretch out. A chair isn’t the best place to sleep. “Babe?” I yawn and look over at the hospital bed.

Kenny is no longer in it, and it’s neatly made. An envelope with neat writing sits in the middle.

I don’t need to open it to know what it says. The tears start instantly, and I curl into a ball. He’s gone. He didn’t want to leave, but he’s gone anyway. And now, I’m all alone in South Park.


Yes, that is the end. I cried writing it. I cried typing it up. A proper note is coming next. I truly hope you enjoyed this crazy story. :)

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