Chapter 10
Kenny pov
It was late, I didn't know how late because my phone battery had died and my watch had been stepped on by some pensioner rushing to get hip surgery... Well rushing as fast as pensioners could. Either way, we had been sitting here for at least twelve hours, in the waiting room of a hospital and we had had no news since four in the afternoon, when we were told Wendy had woken up. Tweek and Craig had gone home at about seven, they had given up as Wendy had been quarantined and we still hadn't been called up to see her. I wanted to leave, Wendy and Stan were my best friends, but sitting on wooden seats that killed your ass, watching several pregnant women come in screaming and staring at the breast feeding commercial on the little television, were not the exciting events I had anticipated this day would hold. As much as I loved them, it almost wasn't worth it.
"Daddy, can we go home soon?" Scarlett mumbled from under her coat. She was snuggled up next to Ruby on one of the chairs, her sister was asleep but Scarlett looked bored as hell.
"Hopefully." I sighed. "If haven't had anymore news in the next half an hour, we can leave." Red entered the room, holding two coffee's and a carton of orange juice for Scarlett. "Thanks." I smiled at her as she handed me my cup and she took a seat next to me.
"This is ridiculous." Red sighed. "Why hasn't anyone been down to contact us?"
"Well then maybe we should go!" I whined and she took a sip of her coffee.
"Wait half an hour." She negotiated. "Then we'll leave."
"What are we supposed to do about school?" Scarlett questioned and I saw Red eyes widen.
"Shit! I mean crap. I mean oh God!" She covered her mouth, noticing Scarlett's expression. "God... I forgot abut school."
"Which is why we should go home now." I shot her a look and she shook her head again.
"Half an hour less sleep won't make any difference. They will be fine." Red finalised and I frowned.
"They will be falling asleep in class!" I exclaimed.
"Well Ruby's already asleep so..." She began.
"Or, we could just miss school." Scarlett nodded and Red shook her head whilst I shrugged.
"No." Red replied sharply.
"That could be an option..." I added and I saw Scarlett's face light up.
"See, every cloud has a silver lining." She beamed.
"Scarlett!" Red cried. "Don't use Wendy and Stan's injuries as an excuse."
"Sorry mommy." She sighed and continued drinking her juice. The door burst open and Hope stormed in, followed by Reece, who was attempting to quieten her screaming.
"I don't believe this!" She yelled. "Not again! How is this even possible?"
"Hope, your mom needs you right now-" Reece began his inspirational speech, but was cut off.
"I don't care!" She screamed. "She needs to sort herself out! She's a slag! And yet she tells me to be careful!"
"What is going on in here?" A nurse entered the room.
"Finally-" I began.
"What's going on? Oh I'll tell you what's going on-" Hope yelled.
"Miss please!" The nurse yelped. "I think the woman on the thirty ninth floor in the coma can hear you!"
"Good! They should be able..." Hope trailed off. "Wait there's thirty nine floors? Fucking hell!" I flinched at her language and saw Scarlett's eyes widen.
"Hope!" Bebe cried as the door opened again and she entered. "Quieten down! Thank you nurse Green, I'll take it from here. Reece you go home, it's not good us all being here."
"Okay well, I'll see you tomorrow babe." He kissed Hope cautiously on the cheek and left along with the nurse.
"Bebe, what's going on?" Red asked but she didn't even seem to realise we were here.
"Hope." Bebe scolded. "Look, I know everything is a shock right now, and I feel for you, I do. But you are the eldest in your family all your other brothers and sisters look up to you. Do you seriously think this is setting a good example? Parading around the hospital and cursing at the top of your voice?"
"They don't look up to me!" Hope sulked. "They hate me, they think I'm weird."
"They love your Hope!" Bebe argued. "And now there's another one on the way, whether you like it or not, there's going to be a new baby in your family and it's going to be your priority, given the circumstances, that it is cared for appropriately."
"Wait what?" I sputtered. "Bebe-"
"I don't want it to be my priority though." Hope retorted. "I don't want it."
"Hope, honey." Bebe sighed "You would be awfully upset if that baby had died today-"
"No I wouldn't have." She shook her head.
"And what if your parents had died as well? You do realise how close your dad was to... that?" Bebe bit her lip but Hope just laughed.
"Yeah I do." Hope shrugged.
"So your telling me, that if you had just been told that your parents hadn't survived. That your mom, dad and unborn sibling had been killed in a car accident, you wouldn't be upset?" Bebe reasoned and I saw Hope hesitate. It was the first time that there was ever a glimmer of remorse in her eyes, the first time all day that she hadn't been screaming or laughing.
"...I'd be beside myself." She admitted slowly and I saw Bebe's eyes widen. "Of course I would be upset. But you know I wouldn't show it. Bebe, you know that I would shake it off, just like some nasty comment or show of affection. I always do. That's my problem." There was silence then, and even though I knew this really wasn't the time, I had to find out what was going on.
"Hey guys?" I piped up and they both eventually turned to look at me. "What's going on?"
"Oh God sorry Ken." Bebe shook her head, noticing that we were still here. "Wendy has woken up, she's drinking and eating fine. Stan is still in a coma but is responding to tests well. He has had a leakage in his brain operated on and should pull through okay. Wendy is pregnant, and the baby wasn't harmed in the accident. The nurses say-"
"Wendy's pregnant?" Red spluttered and Bebe smiled.
"Yep." She beamed. I knew why she was happy. Not because she was glad Stan was through surgery, not because her best friend was fine, drinking, eating. She was happy because Wendy was knocked up again and now Bebe wasn't the only one who was 'fat' and had to worry about childbirth. "Isn't it great that the baby made it through the accident? For so many reasons?"
"No." Hope answered, back tracking on what she had said earlier.
"Um yeah, that's great." I nodded slowly and raised my eyebrows at Red, who looked as if she had been hit in the face with a brick and then been offered a lollipop. She looked so happy, and yet so shocked...
Kyle pov
"Kyle?" Wendy asked and I turned to look at her.
"Yeah?" I sat down on the side of her bed. Bebe had gone downstairs for some reason and Randy and Sharon had taken the kids excluding Hope, home for the night. So for now it was just us.
"Do you remember whether anything... Happened between me and Bebe?" She sighed and I froze. I knew they had had an argument, I wasn't sure what about but they had fallen out over something. I wasn't about to tell Wendy this though, that was the last thing she needed right now.
"Erm... No, no I don't think so. You were getting on great the other day..." I lied and Wendy frowned.
"Oh right, well good." She smiled and then bit her lip.
"Hey, it'll be alright." I told her, noticing the doubt in her expression. "Stan will get better, everything will go back to normal."
"Yeah but will it?" She sighed. "Stan has brain damage... Serious brain damage. What if he never fully recovers? I have five children and now apparently a sixth. And how am I supposed to tell him this? How's he going to react? Plus, now Hope hates me, even though she did already-"
"Shh, Wendy." I put a hand on her forehead. "Calm down, look, Stan will get better, whether it takes a little longer than we anticipated or not, he will recover. And the baby? Stan will be over the moon, it's great news! And you will always have plenty of people who will be able to help you. Besides now, your only four months behind us in the pregnancy, we'll be able to help out with hospital appointments and even nursery trips when It is born!"
"I suppose..." Wendy shrugged. "...I was going to get my tubes tied next week. That's why we were going to the clinic. Me and Stan had some sort of fight over it on the way there."
"Oh right... And that's how you crashed?" I guessed and she nodded slowly. "Well okay, count this as the last one then. Six is a good number, it'll be cool, you can tell them to like, get with a partner and things." I laughed and she shot me a weird look. "So yeah..."
"I guess..." She trailed off. "Thanks Kyle, that helped."
"Always here." I smiled and kissed her lightly on the forehead.
"Hey hey!" I heard the door burst open behind us and Cartman had clearly entered the room, wrecking any chance of a quiet conversation. "Stan's out of it so it's the perfect chance for you two to get a quickie in is it?"
"No Cartman." I sighed and rolled my eyes.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" Wendy yelled.
"I am here because I wanted to make sure you were okay and to give you some chocolates." Cartman explained, sympathetically.
"Wow, really?" Wendy's eyes widened.
"No." Cartman replied and Wendy's face fell again. "I don't give a shit about how you are and I ate the chocolates that Butters told me to give you."
"Cartman, get out." I glared at him.
"Why? So you two can get back to business? I don't think so." He grinned and I face palmed myself. He waddled over and placed his hand on my shoulder. "Its such a terrible thing that happened, isn't it?"
"Yes it is." I replied. "Glad that you care."
"Oh no, I don't care about that." I retorted. "I meant, it's terrible that you weren't included in the accident as well. Jew." He finished and I restrained myself from punching him in the face.
"You finished yet?" I inquired.
"Am I ever?" Cartman grimaced and checked his phone. "I need another one of those chocolate milkshakes they do here. I'll be back in five."
"Yeah well, buy ten and don't rush!" I yelled at him as he left and I watched as he flipped me off before disappearing.
"Is he ever going to grow up?" Wendy asked and I shook my head.
"It's Cartman. I highly doubt that." I smiled and the door opened again.
"Oh shit, who is it this time?" Wendy sighed and froze when she saw Red and Kenny in the doorway.
"Hi, um, we have been waiting downstairs for hours and just wanted to see you before we left." Red explained cautiously and Wendy rolled her eyes.
"Wow that's a kind thought." She nodded, sarcastically. "Where's the little princesses, do they only come in the deluxe edition of 'My Families Perfect'?"
"No..." Kenny frowned. "If you must know, Bebe is looking after them downstairs."
"Oh right..." Wendy nodded. "Not causing her any trouble are they? No of course not. If I had a dollar for every time-"
"Wendy." Red cut in and Wendy looked alarmed. "Look, I don't know what I have done to you to make you so mad at me, but I'm sorry for whatever it was."
"Oh you haven't done anything." Wendy stated and Red's eyes narrowed.
"So..." She shrugged.
"Wendy can just get jealous very easily." I explained and she turned to me with her mouth wide open.
"That is so not true!" Wendy cried and I raised my eyebrows. "I'm not jealous... Much."
"Okay... Well..." Kenny stammered, looking confused. "We have to head off. But we bought you some chocolates." He glanced at Red and pushed her forward warily. Red placed the chocolates quickly down on the bedside table, as if Wendy was going to bite her hand off and then walked back to where Kenny was standing.
"Well thanks... At least you didn't eat them before you got here..." Wendy smiled. I knew she was referring to Cartman but Red's mouth dropped open.
"Are you saying I'm fat?" Red gasped, taking a quick glance in the mirror on the wall.
"No." Wendy shook her head, opening the box of chocolates, but she looked satisfied.
"Anyway, we need to go, the... Kids need to get to bed." Kenny edged and Wendy rolled her eyes.
"Course, wouldn't want to miss their beauty sleep would they?" She jeered and Red began leaving the room.
"Bye Wendy." She called and with that, the McCormick's were gone.
"I hope they dream about mermaids eating each other..." Wendy muttered, digging into her box of chocolates.
"Don't..." I sighed and she raised her eyebrows. "Anyway, I better be off as well, Bebe's supposed to have at least six hours of sleep every night, you know with the baby and all. I guess now you should as well, get some rest, won't you?"
"I guess." She sighed and flopped back on her pillows. "I'll see you tomorrow?"
"I'll be here." I smiled.
"Wait, don't you have to work?" She asked.
"Yeah well, friends come first." I shrugged. "Besides, Stan is my boss so I don't know what's supposed to happen now."
"Oh right..." She bit her lip. "Well I'll see you tomorrow then."
"See you." I grinned and began to leave but she called my name again.
"Kyle?" She piped up and I spun to face her.
"Yep." I responded and watched as she frowned, gathering her thoughts.
"Congratulations." She exclaimed after about half a minute of thought.
"On what?" I laughed.
"The baby." She smiled and I frowned, I know she had brain damage but it wasn't that serious was it?
"Um... Thanks, it's due in a month and a half honey, I thought you would have remembered that!" I giggled and she shook her head.
"Um no... I mean with it being a girl and all!" She laughed and I froze. "I'm not that stupid."
"What do you mean?" I asked slowly and she covered her mouth instantly.
"Shit, shit, shit!" She exclaimed. "Why did I say that?"
"Wendy what do you mean?" I inquired. "How would you-"
"I don't!" She laughed hastily. "I don't even know why I would say that, must be my silly head again, oh dear, silly me..."
"Wendy?" I hissed and her face fell. What was going on, how would she know this? "How do you know our baby is a girl?"
"Um... I..." She started and then a horrible thought crossed my head. No, that couldn't be true...
"Wendy, has Bebe found out the sex of the baby?" I gasped and Wendy froze, not looking directly at me.
"She's going to kill me now isn't she?" She droned, staring at the floor.
"Oh my God..." I whispered. "Oh my God."
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