Disclaimer: I do not own South Park or Bebe's Poem to Wendy.
Bebe shook as she walked down the hospital corridor; she had tears running down her face but doctors and nurses brushed past her as if she didn't exist. At the end of the corridor she found the room she was looking for. The door was open slightly and she saw her best friend on a small metal bed.
"Wendy!"She cried
Bebe ran to Wendy's bedside and immediately she saw that the dark haired girl was sicker than she thought; Wendy was very thin, as thin as a severely anorexic girl and what remained of her once silky hair was greasy and wispy.
"Bebe" Wendy whispered through cracked lips "you came, you finally came!"
Bebe was crying again.
"Yeah" Bebe replied "I-I did"
Wendy's chapped lips curved into a smile and she turned towards the small window to observe the butterfly on the glass.
"I'm dying Bebe"
Bebe gasped
"What?" Bebe shrieked "How do you know?"
Wendy shrugged
"Doctor told me"
"Oh Wendy" Bebe whispered
Bebe wiped her tears and rummaged through her bag until she found a napkin with a few lines of blotchy red biro writing on it.
"I know English was always your strong point and not mine but I wrote you a poem" Bebe said handing over the poem a little reluctantly.
Wendy slowly took the napkin and read the poem
When I look at you
I see the woman I want to be
Strong and Brave
Beautiful and Free
P.S: I Love You
Wendy grinned at her best friend
"It's wonderful" Wendy said "I love it"
Bebe, who had been standing up, sat on one of the filthy orange plastic chairs and closed her eyes
"Bebe" Wendy said
Bebe opened her eyes
"I don't want to live anymore"
"Bu-" Bebe began
"I'm happy now Bebe, here with you, later when you're gone I'll be sad again."
"But I'll come back!" Bebe cried "I'll always come back"
"I want to die with you Bebe!"
"Ok" Bebe whispered "Ok, it's your choice Wendy"
Wendy silently reached under the bed and produced a small unlabeled jar and unscrewed the lid revealing round white pills. Wendy brought the jar to her lips and swallowed its contents.
Bebe watched as Wendy closed her eyes. Then she gently put her head on Wendy's chest and listened to it thump as it reached its final beat.