Butters' POV:

It was awful. There was screaming and fighting all around me... all because I was Cartman's stupid dog. I had to do what he wanted, I had to... or else Kenny would be punished.

I growled in frustration and punched my wall and yelled at the crack in my hand. "Ow!" I complained and quickly ran around my office to grab bandages to patch up my bleeding hand. "Just great.."

Someone knocked on my door and I quickly glanced at the wall clock before hesitantly opening the door. "M-Mr. Cartman.. come in!"

"Thank you, Butters." He smirked and pushed his way in. There were journalists running around trying to get the story about what happened to Pip Pirrup. They asked everyone they saw but me. I kept my door locked.

He plopped down on one of the cots, it sunk in. Was it weird to feel bad for furniture? "What did you need...?" I asked him.

He hummed, "Well... since you have been such a good little dog... you know.. for hurting your friends..." I winced as the flashbacks hit me..

FlashBack:

Stan Marsh was strapped on the hospital bed in front of me. His eyes were wide with fear and confusion. Once he saw me his face filled with relief until... I held up a gag.. I tied the dirty cloth around his mouth to prevent him from screaming loudly. I didn't need to get into more trouble..

"MMMF!!!! MMHHMMFF!" His muffled voice cried out.

I narrowed my eyes. "I am sorry. But I have to do this. For my Kenny... for our future. You're a person that can be let go in the process." I said to him bluntly.

Terrified tears burned in his eyes and leaked over as I pulled over a machine. It had suction cups and a metal band... it was a shock treatment.

My hands gripped the metal gear before strapping it around Stan to damage his mind even further. As soon as it was set I looked over to see Cartman nodding at me to do it.

I shakily reached over and turned the shock on the lowest power level. Stan groaned in pain and his body shook.

Higher and higher I rose the level....

"MMMMMFMFHFH!!!!!" 

I'm sorry...

"NGHHHHH!!!"

So sorry...

After almost an hour of the shock treatment I was finally able to let him go. I stared sadly and guiltily down at Stan's puffing face and foaming mouth. 

End flashback!

I narrowed my eyes. "You were the one forcing me!"

He laughed. "I didn't force you to do anything. You did it all yourself... torturing Stan, messing with Kyle's personality... Even shooting Pip.."

He was right... I did all those horrible things.. I shot Pip, but no one knew that I did.. they all thought Cartman had a secret shooter or something.

My lip quivered and I balled my fists. "You.... you're an ass..." 

His evil eyes bore into mine. "Maybe, but who cares." He got up to leave, "I want you to kidnap Tweek. Bring him to my cellar." He left the room.

I sighed and walked to the infirmary and my eyes widened. Craig was standing there. He heard it all. I backed away as he stomped towards me and grabbed my throat. "How could you?! You betrayed your friends!!"

My throat hurt as I struggled to breath. "I.... had... to..." I croaked out.

"No you didn't!!! You could've chose to be a good person! You chose to be a deceitful traitor!!!" He roared.

Tears burned my eyes. "But.... Kenny... I didn't... Didn't want..." I tried to speak.

He just dropped me to the floor and stormed over to my desk. I started to cough and tried to even out my breathing. I heard my drawer slam shut and I looked over to Craig before my eyes widened in fear. 

"You killed my friend. I'm going to kill you." He raised the barrel to my head and I couldn't speak nor yell out. 

BANG

I squeezed my eyes shut preparing for the pain, but it never came. I looked up and I let out a cry. Kenny was standing in front of me with a bullet wound in his side. "CRAIG! GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM BUTTERS!" He kicked the gun out of Craig's hand before running to hug me tightly. "Baby.. are you okay?" He asked me worriedly. All the things that were on my mind instantly melted away.. I remembered my reasoning for all of this.. it was for Kenny.. I always knew it.. but the feeling had returned..

I hugged him back and cried into his shoulder. "Waaah! Kenny! I was so scared!!" I wailed. I wasn't scared. I knew what I was doing... I needed Kenny to always be on my side.

Kenny was pulled away from me. "Kenny! Don't trust him! He-" Craig started. 

"Don't touch me! You tried to murder my fiancé!" Kenny roared. He punched a Craig in the face and Craig glared at me. I only smirked at him before putting on an innocent front. I'd do anything for Kenny.. anything...