A/N: Thank you so much to everyone who reviewed.

SomeRandomGirl, I know what you mean, I have second-hand experience with the whole issue.

I had this friend, who rejected this girl when she asked him out, and in retaliation, she told everyone that he had raped her. Then, my friend's girlfriend left him, and he got fired from his job, and like turned into a pariah just because of what that girl said. The girl finally fessed up, and my friend got back with his girlfriend, but his reputation was never really 100% like it was. By the way, my friend said I could put this on here, so I'm not just giving out personal information all willy nilly. :)

Guest, I totally forgot about Kenny to be honest XD the last I knew, I think he had gotten attacked by a squirrel and died in the story, he'll probably be back though.

Anyway, enjoy chapter ten!

Kyle's POV

When I hopped onto the porch, I could hear the sound of my mother and Mark arguing from inside the house.

"I don't want that boy coming near my Wendy, I'll get a restraining order if I have to." Mark growled. So, they had already heard, I wasn't surprised though, word travels fast in a small town.

"Excuse me? But my Kyle would NEVER do anything to harm someone else." My mother said angrily.

"Then how do you explain what happened? I know Wendy isn't a liar. I don't want that boy to step foot in this house again. I love you Sheila, but I don't want him near my daughter." Mark said.

I didn't hear my mother's reply before I took off running, I thought about running to my dad's house, until I remembered that he was out of town on a business conference.

I then thought about running to Stan's house, until I remembered that he hated me at the moment.

In the end, I decided to go to Kenny's house, I would have opted for Craig's house, but his parents intimidated me a bit, not to mention they and my parents didn't care too much for one another. Craig's parents don't like my parents, because my mother is always talking about how bad of an influence Craig is. Come to think of it, I don't think many people like my mother.

When I reached Kenny's house, I knocked on the door,

"Oh hey, is your dad still getting those fat lawyer checks?" Kenny's dad greeted me, everytime I come over, he always asks me about my dad's 'fat lawyer checks.'

"Yea." I said with a shrug.

"I heard about what happened with that Testaburger girl, I want you to know that I think it's a load of bullshit, no matter what happens, it's the women who always get the law on their side." Mr McCormick slurred. I couldn't help but to smile, I was glad that someone other than Craig was actually on my side.

"Hey dude, what are you doing here?" Kenny asked as he walked up to us.

"I kind of got kicked out of my house, and Stan hates me, so I was wondering if I could crash here for the night." I said.

"You actually want to stay here? You hate it here." Kenny said with surprise.

"Yea, I know, but when you're an alleged rapist, not many people want you around." I grumbled, I couldn't wait to talk to Wendy to get this whole thing cleared up.

"I guess you can stay, I mean, I know you wouldn't do anything like that." Kenny said.

"Thanks." I said with a smile before following him to his room.

I sat down on the mattress, causing it to creak underneath my weight, I then pulled out my phone and dialled Wendy's number.

"Oh my gosh why are you calling? Stay away from her you perverted freak!" Bebe screeched in my ear. I sighed, I knew I should have made my number private when I called.

I hung up and turned to Kenny,

"Can you call Bebe and ask to talk to Wendy, and then hand the phone to me after Wendy is on the phone?" I asked.

"Sure." He said before doing what I asked. About five minutes later, I had Kenny's phone in my hand with Wendy on the other end.

"Wendy?" I asked in a slightly deeper voice than my own, in case Bebe was back on the line.

"Kyle?" Wendy's voice asked with slight confusion.

"I really need to talk to you, what happened between us last weekend?" I asked.

"I'm pretty sure you already know what happened last weekend." She said uneasily.

"But is that the truth?" I asked.

"Uh, look, I really shouldn't be talking to you right now, Bebe and my dad both want me to get a restraining order against you." She said.

"Yea, I know, I heard your dad and my mom arguing, what's going on with my mom anyway?" I asked, I felt guilty about running off without a word.

"She's worried sick! She's been calling everyone she knows to see if they have seen you." Wendy replied.

"Tell her I'm at Kenny's, oh and Wendy, please, no matter what the outcome, just do the right thing." I said before hanging up the phone with a lot weighing on my mind and on my heart.

Wendy's POV

Just do the right thing. Kyle's words echoed through my mind. I knew that I should do the right thing, but how could I do the right thing when everything would go so wrong for me? I was working on going to Dartmouth, I couldn't let this get in the way of my dreams! Not to mention, my dad had agreed to let me start seeing Stan again. Apparently, I needed a strong man like Stan to protect me against Kyle.

"How are you feeling Wendy?" He asked for like the tenth time since I had gotten home. Ever since he found out, he has been super protective of me, and overly nice. He was treating me like a fragile little doll.

"I'm fine." I grumbled, I was getting a bit tired of all the attention.

"So, are you going to invite Stan over?" He then asked.

"I don't know." I said with a sigh, I honestly didn't know if I wanted to date Stan anymore, I mean he was cheating on me with Kyle, and not to mention, he acted like a total ass when he thought Bebe and I had kissed. He seemed to be a little too immature and impulsive for me.

"Okay, just let me know if you need anything." He said before walking out of the room.

As soon as he left the room, Sheila came storming in with three suitcases.

"I am staying at a hotel tonight, just call if you decide to stop lying about my son you conniving little witch." She said with a glare. I gapsed, completely taken aback by surprise, I couldn't believe she had just said that! She seemed just fine with me about ten minutes ago!

Bebe opened her mouth to say something, but I shook my head at her, telling her to be silent, I didn't want her to be on the other end of Sheila's wrath as well.

"I can't believe Kyle had the nerve to actually call you." Bebe sniffed about five minutes after Sheila left.

"Yea, I know, I still feel really bad, he thinks he raped me." I muttered.

"Well, he did, he should have to pay for it." Bebe said.

"No he didn't." I said with a sigh, I was really getting tired of arguing with her about it.

"Come on, let's go to bed, I'll probably be able to think clearly after some sleep." I muttered as I climbed up the stairs.

Stan's POV

Craig, Ze Mole, Cartman, and I all stood in Cartman's basement.

"So, you guys can figure out what really happened last weekend right?" I asked.

"With proof and everything." Craig replied, he had been determined to get actual proof ever since the rumour about what happened came to light. That was a week ago, and we still hadn't figured out how to retrieve it. Cartman got the idea to spy on Bebe and Wendy again, but they were waiting for him each time. I didn't know why he wanted to help Kyle, and I didn't ask, I knew it was probably so Kyle would suck his balls again or some perverted shit like that.

After Craig, Cartman, and I failed to get any proof, or anymore information about what really happened, Cartman got the idea to call on Ze Mole, the French guy we worked with during the American Canadian War. It didn't take much convincing for him to help us, which was good. So now here we all were, sitting in Cartman's basement, trying to figure out a plan.

"I could dig under Wendy's house, and install hidden cameras while everyone is out, I could also tap their phone." Ze Mole said in his thick French accent.

"That's a good idea, we should also do Bebe's house too." I said, I couldn't believe that I was actually condoning this, but I was desparate, very very desparate.

"What will you do when you find out that Wendy did lie?" Craig asked.

"If Wendy did lie, I don't know what I'd do to be honest, I just know that I'd feel super betrayed." I answered honestly.

"I can imagine that's how Kyle feels right now, you're his super best friend, and you believed some girl over him." Craig muttered shaking his head.

"It's a lot more complicated than that, Craig, Wendy is my first love, and plus something huge like rape was involved, it goes beyond the whole bros before hoes thing." I said with a sigh, I really hated Craig sometimes, he thought he was all that and a bag of crisps.

"Have you talked to Kyle since the incident?" He then asked.

I shook my head,

"I don't think Kyle is talking to anymore except Kenny, they're currently living together, that's all I know." I said. Kenny had told me, that Mark kicked Kyle out, and that Kyle was now crashing at his house, while his mother stayed in a hotel with Ike.

I then turnend to Ze Mole,

"Are you ready to get everything situated?" I asked.

"Yes." He said firmly before hurrying off to go do his task.

I couldn't help but to smile, it's always been said that there's three sides to every story, person one's side, person two's side, and what really happened. I knew it wouldn't be long until I found out the third side of the story.