~~Fragmented Affection (Part 01)~~
Kenny x f! reader
Summary : After splitting with your shitty ex, you seek comfort in your best friend Kenny. But are you two just friends?
Warnings : Drugs, alcohol, exes, glass shattering, mentions of abuse
You've never had the best relationship with Marcus, not only was that man the biggest liar on the face of the planet, he was also an alcoholic.
You two met in high school and he had asked you out. Unfortunately, things took a turn and turned your relationship very toxic.
He'd leave in the middle of the night, god knows who he partied with all night and returned at 3 in the afternoon. He'd come home drunk out of his mind and try grabbing you, when you wouldn't comply with him, he'd throw plates or cups to the ground. All the nice dishes you owned, all those beautiful china plates you collected were shattered to bits by him. You never tried stopping him, what if he ever did something to you?
Out of all this, you took solace in your best friend. Kenny had tried a million times to convince you to leave that shit of a man but you were in too deep. Breaking up with him would only cause complications.
Though how long? How long would you have to convince yourself that this is what you wanted? How many more times were you going to hurt yourself picking up those broken pieces of glass?
You decided to give Marcus an ultimatum.
"If you don't stop fucking drinking Marcus, expect to see me out the door by tomorrow".
"Where the fuck will you go, bitch. Last time I checked you weren't the one who owned the apartment". He gives you a bored look and takes a swig from his bottle.
You. Have. Had. Enough.
You grab the tablecloth and pull it harshly, throwing all the dishes to the floor and breaking them into fragments, some of them hit him. Marcus looks at you with wide eyes, you were never the one to initiate violence.
"I'm not playing around, expect me gone from your life". You walk towards the storage room for some privacy and call Kenny.
"I am so sorry for calling you this late into the night, Ken. But I did it, I broke up with him. I had enough of this..." You're voice breaks as you feel hot tears forming in your eyes.
"I'm so glad that you understood what was right for you. Would you like me to come pick you up? I'm pretty sure you're not staying with that creep tonight". Kenny lets out a relieved sound, happy that you finally let him go.
"if that's okay with you, then can you please come here and pick me up". You whisper into the phone, a glass bottle in hand incase Marcus tries to come in and do something.
"I'll be there in 20 minutes, pack all your stuff. You still have the keys to your apartment right?"
"Yeah, I kept them cause I had a feeling we wouldn't last". You cut the call with a sigh, you were really going through with this after all.
You pack all your stuff in a suitcase and find your Marcus unconscious on the ground, probably due to all the shit he drinks. You don't pay him much attention and leave the house that had once been the start to your dreams, but I guess dreams come true at the correct time and the correct place. Marcus was never meant to be your forever love.
Time Skip
Kenny drives you to your last apartment, without saying a word he holds your hand and offers you a reassuring smile. You smile back at him and hug his arm, he stiffens up a little bit but doesn't react otherwise.
"I'm glad I have you Kenny, so so glad". You kiss his cheek and stare out the window.
"Well, I'm not going anywhere anytime soon so no need for the formalities m'lady". He winks at you and you two break into laughter. Only he knew how to pull you from the obstacles life hurled at you.
Time Skip
It had been 3 months since you moved into your apartment again. Marcus had been arrested for the possession and ingestion of drugs, it was safe to say that you wouldn't be hearing from him for a very long time. The friendship between you and Kenny only got stronger and you would be wrong if you said you didn't start having romantic feelings for him.
That man had the body of a Greek god, the most beautiful eyes and the cutest of smiles. He was smart, soft and so terribly sweet. He was calm, patient and everything you ever needed him to be. Would he ever reciprocate your feelings for him?. Your thoughts get disrupted by a call from the man himself -
"Hey Ken, what's up?".
"Nothing much Y/n, except for the fact I made extra food for dinner tonight. Mind joining me?". You can hear him shuffling around, most presumably still in the middle of cooking.
"If this is your way of asking me to a dinner date, then I gladly agree Ken". You make kiss sounds through the phone and bid him goodbye, he laughs on the other side of the phone and cuts the call. You have a good feeling about this.
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