Chapter eight
Time cures all
Wendy had decided to stay home from school the next day, not feeling entirely up to normal academic just yet, having to put up with people constantly remind her of Stan and all the recent events that involved him, but the memory of her date with Cartman burned strong in her mind, pushing her forwards.
To her surprise, that evening as she was sitting at her laptop, trying to get her class notes in order, her mothers voice called her from downstairs.
"Wendy honey! It's one of your classmates, here to bring you todays work!"
"Ok mom, let him up!"
She yelled back, expecting to hear Kyle's voice behind her door a few moments later, but instead she was greeted with a much deeper and calmer voice.
"Hi Wendy, I brought your work for the day, may I come in?"
Eric asked politely from the other side of the door.
Wendy jumped up with lightning speed, picking the small piles of clothes that were lying around the floor.
"J-Just a moment!"
She called as she stuffed the clothes in her wardrobe and threw a blanket over the bed. She made sure she was presentable wearing only her pajamas and her dressing gown. The noirette sat back down in her chair, adjusted her hair and let the young man enter.
"Come in"
The door creaked open slowly and the tall teen stepped in, dresses in casual clothes, a backpack hanging over his shoulder.
"How are you feeling today?"
He asked, setting his bag by the bed and looking at her with his deep blue eyes.
Wendy blushed slightly but managed to get up and walk over to him, embracing him with a hug that he willingly returned.
Like the day before, she felt secure, able to relax and breathe.
So it hadn't been just a dream.
She broke away and smiled, looking him in the eyes.
"I'm feeling much better, thank you, and thanks for bringing me todays stuff, have a seat"
She said, gesturing at the bed. The young man sat down, facing her as she sat back down on the chair, brimming with happiness that he was with her, in her room no least.
"You look better, your skin even seems to be brighter and smoother"
Wendy blushed whilst still smiling, looking away.
"D-Did anyone ask about me today?"
She asked, interested in what she would have to face the next day.
"Yes, everyone was plowing Kyle and Bebe with questions"
He explained.
"Bebe went to class?"
Wendy asked, surprised that the blond teen wasn't still at Stan's side in the hospital. Cartman nodded.
"I think she went just to get the attention from everyone… you… should also know that she has told everyone that she is now together with Stan… Also it seems the doctors have predicted that he will be better in a few weeks, his mind seems to be showing signs of recovering, at least, that is what Bebe said"
Cartman said, realizing Wendy was once again looking down.
"I should really go and see him… out of respect at least"
She said staring at the floor, her face saddened.
"That's also why I'm here"
Cartman said, getting up.
"I would like to see Stan as well, to wish him well and such, would you like to go together?"
He asked, calmly.
Wendy looked up at the brunet.
"Are you really the Cartman from all those years back?"
She asked, still amazed at it.
"Yes"
He smiled and added.
"I'm seriously"
Wendy burst out laughing, forgetting her problems for a moment.
"Well I don't know what to say. You just seem like a completely new person, it's hard to believe sometimes"
Cartman grinned.
"I assure you, it's still me, I haven't forgotten how you beat me up, or how you proved I hadn't written that report that time Garrison was going to kill Kathy Gifford."
"Just as well me and Stan got there in time and no one was hurt"
Wendy sighed, almost swearing she could have heard Kenny's voice in the distance, angrily yelling:
"Hey!"
But that was impossible; he had left South Park.
"Old times right?"
He said calmly, staring at the wall smiling, lost in the memories of their youth.
"Ok then, lets visit Stan, why don't you wait downstairs while I get changed?"
She offered and the young man took his leave in silence.
A few moments later the noirette walked down the stairs, wearing a yellow dress secured with a leather belt, to find Cartman sitting on the sofa speaking with her father.
"Well Mister Testerburger, I plan to study law when I go to University. I believe I can find a waypoint between left and right wings, to much harm has been brought from having such opposites. It's still just a wild dream, but as long as there is hope, I believe the must be a way"
Wendy's legs shivered listening to his soothing voice as he explained his ideas for the future to her father, who looked impressed to say the least at the young man.
"Well mister Cartman, I wish you the best of luck, you have the passion, just concentrate on working hard and I have no doubt you will succeed!"
He cheered Eric on and realized his daughter had arrived.
"Thank you for taking her to see Stanly, we will not forget your kindness"
He said, shaking the young mans hand.
"It's a pleasure, I just wish for the best for Wendy"
Mister Testerburger nodded in agreement and left the room.
"You look beautiful Wendy, ready to leave?"
He commented boldly.
"Y-yea…"
She answered blushing at the compliment.
The pair left the house and got into Eric's car. It was immediately visible that he cared for it, the white leather seats were perfectly clean, the floor hadn't the slightest bit of dirt and the dashboard looked almost transparent.
"This… is a beautiful car…"
Wendy exclaimed, as Cartman started it up.
"Thank you, I make sure to keep it in perfect condition, it was a gift from my mother for getting my driving license.
"I understand…"
She said, still admiring the car, realizing it had a stick shift. Now that was a real man.
A little while later he pulled the car into the hospital car park and found a suitable place to park. He killed the engine and looked over at Wendy.
"You ready?"
He asked her, knowing that his couldn't be easy for her.
"Ready as ever…"
She muttered, knowing that she had to face this situation.
The air seemed to get colder s the pair found their way around the hospital, following the instructions given to them by a nurse.
Wendy didn't feel very comfortable visiting Stan, something inside her didn't want to see him at all, but she new she had to.
His room loomed at the end of the hallway and the noirette remembered leaving it in tears after having been pushed around by Bebe.
Eric took the lead and looked through the glass window to the side of the door.
"I know I've been there more than once…"
He muttered.
Wendy sighed, placed her hand on the door nob and turned it, opening the door.
The two of them entered in silence, only interrupted by the sound of the machines hooked up to the still body on the bed.
"Hi Stan…"
The noirette whispered, getting close and planting a kiss on his cheek.
"I… wanted to see how you were doing… I heard that you might wake up soon, its good to know… please… I… really hope we can still be friends when you do... I know it might be difficult at first but… you have always been an important part of my life, and even after having…. harmed me like you have… I don't want to loose you as a friend…"
Cartman stood in silence, watching as a single tear strolled down the noirette's face, clinging onto her for a few seconds and then plummeted to ground without making a sound.
She slowly stood up and walked over to Eric, putting her arms around him. He embraced her in silence, feeling his shirt moisten with her tears.
Eventually she let go, wiping the tears that were left on her sleeve.
"I… I'll be outside…"
She muttered and left the room, leaving the two men alone.
Cartman simply looked over at Stan's unconscious body.
"Get well soon Stan, I'll take good care of her"
The drive back was a silent one. Wendy just stared out the window, lost in her own thoughts.
Eric's car slowly pulled up in front of the Testerburger's residence.
"Well… I hope this is all for the best… will you be going to school tomorrow?
He asked, looking over at the silent girl.
She turned her head and looked back at him, her expression showing pure sadness.
"Stay…. With me… please…"
She whispered, her voice cracking.
"Pardon?"
Wendy reach out and put her hand on Cartman's, looking him in the eyes.
"Please stay with me tonight… I… need you by my side…"
The young man paused a moment, startled, but managed to answer.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes…"
"…Ok then…"
The young man stepped out of the car and walked around to the other side, opening the door. Wendy stumbled out, but her knees failed her, making her crash towards the ground.
Cartman was quick enough to catch her and lifted her up into his arms.
He closed the car doors and clicked the remote, locking it. Eric slowly made his way over to the front door, careful not to harm the fragile girl in his arms.
A few moments after knocking her mother appeared, startled at the sight in front of her.
"Wendy! What happened?!"
She asked, reaching out to her daughter.
"She is ok, please don't worry Misses Testerburger, she just fainted slightly a moment ago, probably from all the stress she has had lately. All she need is some rest, may I take her up to her room?"
The worried mother was about to protest, but a faint voice interrupted her.
"Please mom… I need him here right now…"
Misses Testerburger lifted a finger about to complain, but then lowered it, seeing the young mans trustful eyes and let him past.
He slowly carried her upstairs and lay her down on the bed. The noirette had passed out and was gently sleeping as Cartman unhooked her belt so it wouldn't make her uncomfortable during the night, and carefully placed her duvet over her.
The young girls mother walked in with some blankets and a pillow.
"I don't think its correct that you to stay here…"
She whispered.
"But… I know Wendy… and if she needs you to be here then there must be a good reason for it. Don't you dare try anything on her"
She said, her voice serious.
"You have my word I will do no such thing"
He promised, staring her back in the eyes.
She nodded, seeing truth in the young man, and left.
Cartman lay the blankets down on the floor as best as he could and made himself as comfortable as possible.
A few hours later Wendy awoke to extreme heat. Her mind slowly pieced memories from the day before together as she stripped herself of the dress she was wearing.
She looked over to the side and saw the outline of Eric sleeping.
Years after, she would still question herself why she did it, but the truth of the matter was that she left her bed, still in her underwear, and snuggled into Eric's blankets, embracing his big figure from behind, only to have him immediately turn around and look at her, his wide dark blue eyes looking at her.
She stared back into them and felt her hands slowly run up his arms till they reached his shoulders.
The noirette slowly egged closer until that dark blue filled her vision and then closed her eyes.
Their mouths gently connected in the darkness, remaining still for a few seconds and then slowly exploring, accepting, each other's mouth passionately.
Her heart fluttered as the kiss continued, going on for what seemed like an eternity.
But it did finish.
They both opened their eyes and stared at each other for a few more seconds until Wendy rest her head against Eric's chest, closing her eyes and falling asleep again, this time feeling no pain or sadness, just safety, as if they were the two last people left in the world, embraced in common warmth and what was quickly becoming, love.
A/N: Just want to clarify they haven't had sex, just a lovey dovey scene ^^
Sorry about the short chapter, I was going to continue, but I think that the last paragraph ends it quite nicely! Next one will be long! Don't forget to Review and Follow!
