Hey guys it has been a while! I'm gunna start this little story I've had in my head for a while and I guess I'll see where it takes me. Let me know whatcha think! Reviews are appreciated for sure! Thanks!

Lina

"I'm sorry Wendy…" Those were the only words that penetrated her mind as she stared at the boy she had called her boyfriend. His black hair was now grown past his ears and hung low in front of his eyes, which was a good look to have when you just finished telling your girlfriend of five years that you had cheated on her, with her best friend. She didn't even feel the teardrop slid down her face as she continued to stare at him in utter disbelief. Her mind screamed at her that it was a joke, that he was lying or the boys were playing a horrible gag to see her reaction. She waited, for the suddenly smile that would grace his beautiful face like normal, that stupid lopsided grin that she adored with all her heart but it never came, instead there was only silence as the wind blew past Starks Pond. Their stupid childhood hang out that she desperately clinged to for the good memories of their relationship.

"Wendy…say something." His voice cracked with sorrow and pain but it was nothing to the humiliation and agony tearing through her very soul. She watched, almost as if in third person, as he tried to place a hand in hers. Snow flew up in the air quickly as she slapped it away, she didn't need his sympathy, she didn't need his pity. Shaking, the girl with long raven hair stood up and walked towards the lake in thought. I love him…I love him so much but…we've been through a lot together…All I know is him and me…where will I go? What will I do if he's not by my side anymore?

Her mind was in shambles as questions and defenses came up for the boy who claimed her heart so long ago. Wrapping her arms around her waist, she felt the tears begin to flow and the pain of his words finally overtook her emotionally. He had cheated on her, with Bebe. She wished he had never spoken to her about, wished the guilt would have just eaten him alive for the rest of their relationship. She would have been better without knowing and they could have continued pretending everything was okay. Twirling around, Wendy could feel anger heat up her cold cheeks as she looked back at the boy who had just ended her world.

"I don't get it Stan…You want to be honest you say, is that right?" She saw him nod, his stupid poof ball hat bouncing on his head in earnest. Quickly, she shook her head, pain striking her heart as she looked up, tears reflected in her beautiful blue eyes. "So where was your conscience when you were with her?" Her words rang clear and silence was the only answer as the boy of seventeen years only hung his head in shame. She bit her lip, something she did in frustration when someone wouldn't answer her with what she already knew. The fresh snow drifted down in beautiful flakes and it would have been a very romantic environment had it been any other couple. Unfortunately, the flakes had to witness the pain and sorrow of what a lie can do to a relationship.

"Stan, it doesn't matter that you had the courage to tell me." She said in frustration. "If you were looking for me to see that this as a way to show that I could trust you…you were wrong." She clenched her hands inside the warm yellow gloves. Tears were now clouding her vision and she could only tell Stan apart from the bench he sat on was the blur of red into blue from his hat. "In fact, I understand exactly why you are doing this. Because the easy way out was to free up your guilt and lay it on me!" She kicked her boots hard at the snow in anger now, that was all she could feel and the only emotion she could hold on to without feeling the pain of betrayal pierce her heart.

Suddenly Stan stood up, quick to defend his own situation,

"That's not true Wendy! I love you! I swear it didn't mean anything to me! SHE doesn't mean anything to me!" There were tears in his eyes now but that kind of emotion was too late as Wendy quickly looked up at him, fury radiating off of every inch of her.

"If it didn't really mean a thing Stan WHY DID YOU DO IT!?" she screamed back at him before crying into her gloves, the tears freezing on her skin in beautiful and sad streams of water. Instantly he was at her side, ready to comfort her from what was hurting her, however, this time it was his fault, he was the one who made her cry, the one who hurt her. Wendy pushed him away, she was weak right now but she wasn't even close to accepting his bullshit or even near wanting him back in her life.

"Wendy…I'm sorry….please…" She shook her head once more, the flakes of white falling from her tangled black locks into the ground below. She almost felt sorry for the snow; it was a horrible day to fall down on South Park, Colorado.

"No Stan, you tried to be honest but honesty…honesty blew it this time." She was shaking, but this time, the cold wind has nothing to do with it. Her anger, her hurt, her betrayal, they were all flowing so fresh inside her blood and she heard a growl come from Stan's direction. She looked up to see him holding his head in irritation.

"You girls are so confusing! First you say you want honesty all the time and now, the one time I feel like I have to be honest with you, you don't want to hear it?! What the hell Wendy?!" he shouted in frustration. Anger darkened her eyes and she quickly ran up on him, holding her face within two inches of his,

"Stan Marsh, if a tree falls inside of a forest and nobody hears it will it affect anyone?" she asked him, her voice cracking at his stupidity. Shocked from the closeness of her face, Stan shook his head slowly for her answer. "Exactly, no one will miss it." A sigh came from her and a puff of white smoke followed as she put her hand on her head. "Honestly, I don't even know why I bother." With that she started her trek back to the car parked a few feet away.

"Wendy!" his voice rang clear against the winter snow and she couldn't help but turn around and see his pathetic stance. He wanted her back, she wanted to go back, but they couldn't….not anymore. "Please….I'm sorry….I love you…" so that was it, that was his big move to try and get her to come running into his arms. Instead she only dropped her head and looked at the car, a short intake of air was her only movement for a while.

"Stan….I'm standing here, looking at the one who doesn't know they blew it. I love you….won' take back the truth that has come out of your mouth." She then picked up one foot in front of the other and continued towards her car. A tear rolled off her cheek and down her face before she started opening her door. The sound of crunching snow quickly broke the horrible silence before she saw Stan, standing in front of her car hood, hands firmly on the vehicle.

"What do I have to do Wendy? What should I have done to make this hurt you less?" he shouted at her, face red from cold and hurt. A final exhale left her breath and she looked up at him, giving him one last look at her tearstained face. She opened the driver's side door and got in without a sound or response and gently started the car. Backing up, she turned her car north, back to her house, but before she drove off, she paused. Her window only inches away from her ex-boyfriend; Wendy pressed the down button for the window and opened her mouth.

"You should have lied."