I had my arms folded. I couldn't believe this was happening. I fucking hate Cartman with everything in my body. I was listening to my mom cry in the front seat while my dad was trying to convince me everything will be okay, Shelly was calling me a retarded stupid turd.

I pulled up in front of the place that would be my home for the next 30 days. The South Park Insane Asylum. At least doesn't look as scary as it does in Batman Arkham City Asylum. I climb out of the car with my parents and sister. We see a nurse outside dressed in white scrubs with white sneakers.

"Hello" she greets reaching her hand to my mom first. "You must be the Marshes. I am Rachael Williams and I will be the nurse overseeing the boys during their stay."

"Hi Rachael" smiled my mother. "I am Sharon and this is Randy. Are you sure my son is going to be well cared for."

"Yes" she replies on the way to the building. "One of the other boys have already arrived, Eric Cartman." The last person I want to see at this moment. "The asylum is not a bad place. If can help people come to terms with who they are or provide them much needed help and support they need." Rachael leads us into the check in area. I had to check in my bags and everything in my pockets. It feels like jail.

Rachael goes through a metal detector as does my parents and sister. "Stanley, I will show you were you room is. First let me take your parents to the doctor's office so he may inform them what to expect during your time here."

"Stan, my name is Stan." I muttered.

"I am so sorry" my mother apologizes. "He likes to be called Stan."

"I understand" she smiled. "Follow me please." I followed the nurse to the doctor's office.

"Dr. Harrington this is the Marsh's Sharon and Randy. This is Stan and Stan's sister…"

"Shelly" my sister chimed in.

"Nice to meet you all" smiled Dr. Harrington. He stood up. He was slightly overweight, and looked as if he could be a modern-day Santa clause. He looked to be about 6 feet which makes him as tall as me. "I trust that Rachael has made you all feel welcomed." Why are they talking like I am being dropped out at some kind of camp? They are leaving me in the looney bin.

"Yes" replied my mom. "She is very nice."

"Go ahead and take Stan to his room" instructed Mr. Harrington. "Shelly can accompany him while I have a chat with his folks." Shelly groaned showing she did not like that idea. We turned to follow Rachael and felt Shelly hit me in my arm.

"Fucking retard" she growled loud enough for only me to hear.

"This wasn't my fault!" I snap. "This was all Cartman's fault." I see Rachael turn around.

"Is everything okay?"

"No" I reply. "I don't belong here." Rachael just smiled at me.

"Let me show you your room. I can give you the tour once your friends arrive." It felt like a maze in this place. We finally got to a long hallway which I will assume where the rooms are located. At the front of the hall is an office where it looks like the nurse's station is. My room is half way down the hall and I am thankful for this, it puts me away from the nurse's station. "Home sweet home." She opens the door.

The room is not white but an off white and a kind of light beige. One twin extra-long with white sheets and a light gray comforter on top. A small round thick metal table. I had a window at least but it had bars on it. The room had to be an 8 by 9.

"Once we are done with the first round of testing, you may be able to dress up the room a bit." I pinch the bridge of my nose. I can't believe this is happening. "You can also get more freedom and privileges with good behavior."

"Just like a dog" stated Shelly. She snickers as I roll my eyes.

"Where is my stuff?" I ask noticing my bags were not in the room.

"The guards will drop if off after they finish searching the items." Jesus Christ, I shake my head. "We can head back to the office now. I am sure Dr. Harrington is finished talking with your parents." We follow her back through the halls to the office. My parents were just walking out as we got closer. My mom saw me and tried to give me a reassuring smile.

"Stanley, you are in good hands" she said grabbing me into a hug. "Just be glad the judge has you here and not juvenile hall. I would hate to see that on you record." My mom pulled away from the hug with tears in her eyes. Oh god.

"Come here son" said my dad pulling me in for a hug. "You be good okay."

"Shelly, give Stan a hug." Shelly sighed but gave me a hug.

"Say goodbye Stan" replied Rachael. "I do not know when they will be able to visit you."

"Bye" I say with a wave. I don't give a damn about being away from them at the moment. I am just pissed off. Another nurse introduces herself as Becky, lamest name ever, and takes me to the rec area. The first person I spot is Cartman.

"About time" Cartman said coming up to me. "These people here are such assholes."

"Don't even talk to me! You are the reason why we are in here."

"It was an honest mistake. I didn't know that would happen." I walk away to go sit by the window. I look outside and the window is facing the parking lot where my parents are. I can tell my mom is still crying, Shelly looks annoyed and my dad is freaking out. I see Kyle's parents pull into a parking space and hope out with Kenny and his people's.

I can feel Cartman standing over me looking at the same thing. "Thank god they are here. At least I will have someone to talk to." I shake my head knowing damn well they are going to give him the silent treatment just like I did. I look around this so called rec room. It is a decent size. Tables and chairs throughout. A little area with books and sofa chairs that look really comfy. There is a TV on the wall but I see no remote in sight.

I see the nurse Becky and stop her. "Where is the remote to the TV?"

"For safety reasons it is kept at the nurse's station. Is there something you want to see?

"No, not really. I was just curious."

"As you should be. Let me know if you need anything else." She quickly walked away. God, being stuck for a month is going to suck ass. At least I have Kyle and Kenny. I go and sit in the reading section because the sofa chair is much more comfortable. I thought back to the night that everything happened.

"You guys, check out my mom's new car" grinned Cartman outside of my parents' house.

"Holy shit" said Kenny. "This is one sweet ride." Cartman grinned like he won a prize. He was sitting in a 2016 Chevy suburban. This suv is huge and totally uncalled for in our small town.

"Totally" he replied. "I think my mom is going to let me have it for my birthday but she didn't want to tell me. I am going to be so much cooler than any of you assholes."

"Why would she even buy this when it's just the two of you?" asked Kyle.

"Because she knows I am awesome and I deserve it! That's why Kyle!' yelled Cartman. "You guys coming for a ride or what?"

"Hell yeah!" exclaimed Kenny getting in. I looked at Kyle with his arms folded.

"Come on dude, at least let's check it out" I suggest. "I mean I personally never seen or rode in one this big. It could be fun." Kyle growls in response. "I want to go but I don't want to go without you."

"Fine!" snapped Kyle. He climbed into the backseat with me.

"Alright" said Cartman taking off. "We should totally go to Denver and see if we can pick up some bitches."

"Fuck yeah!" said Kenny.

"I don't think that is such a good idea" Kyle chimed in. "I mean you don't even have your license yet."

"You don't know shit Kyle" said Cartman switching lanes.

"I think he is right" I agreed. "We should stick close to home."

"I am driving, which means I am charge. I can do what I want!" I lean back in the seat knowing this will be a losing battle to continue to try and reason with him. He can be so damn stubborn. Cartman starts blasting some music and talking shit.

"We should stop by my house so I can get my weed" said Kenny. "At least then we have something else to offer the girls."

"Hell no!" said Kyle. "No drugs. I am drawing the line there."

"Why you have to be such a Jew" replied Cartman. "That's a good idea Kenny. I don't want to lose any time though. We can find something in Denver I am sure."

"This is so stupid" Kyle said to me.

"I agree" I replied regretting going along for the ride. I did have to admit this is sweet ride. It had leather seats, top notch sound system, the back looked like it could have either seats or storage. No seats were in the back. This is the perfect vehicle to get laid in.

As we get closer to heading out of South Park we see police lights. Kyle puts his face in his hands. I can see Cartman look a little shocked.

"Cartman, pull over and see what they want so we can get the hell out here" I say annoyed at the fact we are being pulled over. Cartman continues to drive. "Cartman, I know you hear me!"

"Fat ass! Pull this fucking car over!" yelled Kyle.

"I can't!" Cartman yells.

"What do you mean you can't?" asked Kyle.

"It's not my car. Do you know what they will do to me?"

"It's fine if it's your mom" I replied. "If she doesn't have you on the insurance then yeah it could get a little fishy." I see the look in Cartman face I know all too well. I guess Kyle sees it too.

"What the fuck did you do!"

"I didn't do anything" yelled Cartman. "I kind of borrowed this car for the night."

"Borrow?" asked Kenny.

"Yeah, from the used car lot in town."

"You stole this car!" screamed Kyle. "Omg!"

"Dude, what the fuck!" I cried. "Pull this shit over right now."

"No, I am not going to jail. We can lose them!"

"This is not Grand Theft Auto, pull over now." instructed Kyle. The police now had their sirens on. This so cannot be happening. Cartman spends up and turns off down one of the streets in town. We are all screaming and hanging for dear life as Cartman tries to lose them. Soon another cop car has joined them.

"If you get me killed I will never forgive you!" yelled Kyle. Kyle grabbed my hand and I held his hand back scared out of my rabbit ass mind.

"I am not going to get you killed" said Cartman looking back at Kyle.

"Dude, keep your eyes on the road!" I yell at him.

"Look out!" yells Kenny. Cartman runs head first into some bushes and over the side of a hill. We continue downhill until we hit a tree.

I am brought of the memory with Kenny sitting across from me.