Wellllllllllllllll...I know it's been over 3 years since I've updated this story. I actually wrote this chapter over a year ago and I've finally decided to return to the world of Fanfiction and post it. I don't know when the next chapter will be up, but I can guarantee you it won't be in another 3 years. Enjoy!

This chapter is in Kyle's POV

Chapter 9

I find part of Kyra's baby blanket in all the ash. I think about her and my unborn child. That's right, I'm going to be a father again…or so I've been told…

3 months ago…

I'm finishing up a new proposal that I've been working on for the last month. I've hired my cousin Kyle on a temporary basis to replace Bebe until I can find a new assistant. Even though he's a pain in my ass, he's been doing a good job.

"Here you go Kyle, I've finished editing the proposal." He tells me as he places it on my desk.

"Great, I can put this in the mail." I look at the time and see that it's 6:30…which is early for me. I look at Kyle and smile. "You can go home."

He looks shocked. "Really?"

"Yeah, my proposal is done so why not? It's Friday night, I should be home with my family." I smile.

"I agree. I'll see you on Monday, kiss the baby for me." He tells me.

"I will." I tell him just before he walks out.

I decide to surprise Rebecca with two dozen roses. I realize I haven't been the best husband to her or the best father to Kyra so I really want to take this weekend to make it up to them. As soon as I pull up in the drive way, I notice Annie's car. I know she's Rebecca's best friend, but I'm going ask her to leave. I want to spend time with my girls this weekend. I walk in the house and see Annie on the floor playing with Kyra. "Hey Annie."

"Kyle…" She replies in a cold tone.

"Okay…" I don't know what that was about. "Where's Rebecca?"

"Upstairs."

I head upstairs to the bedroom and find Rebecca packing. "Rebecca, what the hell are you doing?"

"Kyra and I are leaving." She tells me as she continues packing.

"Leaving where?" She doesn't answer me. "Where are you guys going Bec?"

"Not that it's any of your business, but we're going to stay with my parents."

Oh God, not her parents. Her parents have NEVER liked me. "Why?" She continues to ignore me and keeps packing. I grab her arm. "Why are you going to your parent's?"

She pulls her arm away. "Don't touch me!"

"Then answer me! Why are you two going to your parent's?"

"You want to know why?" She grabs a package and throws it at me. "This is why!"

I look at the package and see that it's addressed to Rebecca Cotswold with no return address. "What is this?"

"Open it and see." I notice she has tears in her eyes. What is this all about? I open the package and a pair of MY boxer fall out with a note. I look at the note that read this:

Dear Rebecca COTSWOLD,

It's me, it's always been me, the other woman. I'm sure you remember me, we just saw each other at the gym recently. It's Bebe Stevens. I guess I should explain how all this happened. It all started right after Kyle and I broke up. We stayed in touch during college and even after we had graduated. I knew everything from when he started dating you, to when you finished medical school, when he started his business, when you guys got married, even when you had little Kyra. Kyle even told me how your marriage was beginning to fall apart because you wanted another baby and he wasn't ready for one.

I decided to return to South Park because Kyle told me he needed a good friend to be there for him while he was going through his marriage problems. Once I got back, I met up with him at the bar and we had a couple of drinks and he told me he needed an assistant and I told him I needed a job so he hired me on the spot. Not only were we working closely together all those long hours and even sometimes the weekends, but we were becoming closer than ever. We discovered we love each other just as much as we did in high school…if not more.

It all started the day he helped me move. Once we finished moving all my stuff in my new apartment we ordered takeout and had a couple of drinks. We started talking about the past and how things could've been if I didn't go to California. He kissed me oh so passionately and then one thing led to another and before I knew it, we were in my bed making mad passionate love.

That was the first time we made love, but it wasn't the last time. The night when you kept trying to reach him all hours of the night was the next time. We were working really late and he decided he didn't want to go home to you, he wanted to stay and be with me. He decided we needed a break from all of our hard work. He started kissing me first then he took off my pants and started going down on me, then I returned the favor. He took off his clothes and grabbed a pair of handcuffs out of his desk drawer and said he was my love slave and asked me to handcuff him to the desk and have my way with him. That's exactly what I did, I fucked the shit out of him! It was so risqué and his body felt so warm on mine. It felt like we had never broken up, he was even better than I remember him.

Neither of us could've guessed what would happen next. You guessed it, I'm pregnant! As of today, I'm 8 weeks along. Kyle and I hope we're having a boy since he already has a daughter. He wants to name him Kyle Jr., we haven't decided on what the name will be if we have a girl. I've always like the name Isabella…Isabella Broflovski, it has a nice ring to it.

There you have it, that's our story. I'm sorry I had to be the one to tell you that your marriage is over. Kyle is such a sweetheart and he didn't know how to tell you without hurting your feelings. He's just not into you anymore and with all your insecurities about your weight, it's made things really difficult for him to break the news to you. He's leaving you and we can raise our baby…and Kyra together.

Take care and I hope there are no hard feelings!

Bebe

P.S.-Honey, you've got to lose that "baby" weight, you still look pregnant! xoxo

I can't believe it! This bitch is lying on me…and now she's lying about being pregnant! "She's lying Rebecca!"

"Really? What part is she lying about?"

"All of it!" I tell her.

"So you never kept in contact with her when you were in college? She was never your assistant?"

I sigh. "She was my assistant, but I didn't keep in contact with her when she was in California. She just came to town and I saw her at the bar when I was with Stan and Kenny."

"Why didn't you tell me she was your assistant? You told me your assistant was from California!"

"I didn't want you to be upset or jealous, I mean she is my ex girlfriend."

She slaps me. "That's such a lame ass excuse Kyle! You could've been honest with me!"

"You're right, and I'm sorry. But you have to believe me, I never touched that girl!"

"We weren't haven't problems in our marriage, why would you tell her that?"

"I never said that to her. You have to believe me Bec!"

"Why should I believe you? You didn't even tell me she was working with you! I told you I saw her at the gym and you still failed to mention that she was working for you!" She tears up again. "All those times I told you I wanted another baby and you said no! The whole time you were sleeping with that slut behind my back…and you get her pregnant! Damn you Kyle! Damn you to hell!" She slaps me again.

"I didn't sleep with her…at least I don't think I did." I try to explain.

"That doesn't even make any sense! How the hell did she get pregnant with YOUR baby if you don't "think" you slept with her?"

"I fell asleep in the office and woke up naked handcuffed to my desk and she was lying next to me also naked. I swear Rebecca, I don't know what happened. If anything, she did something to me to get me in that position."

"LIAR! Why can't you just be a man and admit it?" At this point she's crying.

"I'm telling you the truth, you have to believe me." I'm damn near in tears myself. "I knew I should've told you about this sooner. Even Wendy told me I should tell you, but-"

"Wendy knew about this?" She interrupts. "Oh my God Kyle, am I the last to know about you having an affair with Bebe?"

"I'm not having an affair! I went to Wendy because she's Bebe's best friend and I guess Bebe told her the same thing she wrote in this letter, but once I told her my side of things she said I should tell you because she believes I'm innocent. She told me that Bebe has always been in love with me, but I swear to you, I don't feel anything for her now that was high school. I should've told you everything when it happened…"

"Why didn't you?"

"You were so angry at me and angry at what Bebe had said about you, I just didn't think the time was right." I lower my head.

"You're a liar and I'm leaving you! I hope you and Bebe have fun raising your child together, but you two WON'T be raising MY daughter together! I will wring her scrawny little neck before I let her come anywhere near my child!" She picks up her bag and walks towards the door.

I run in front of the door and close it. "You're not leaving and taking my daughter with you! I won't allow it!"

She laughs. "Why do you care? You don't spend any time with her!"

"She's still my daughter and you can't just take her and leave!" She thinks for a minute, then puts her bag down. "Thank you, now we can sit down and talk about this."

She shakes her head. "I'm not leaving Kyle…you're leaving!" She tells me.

"What?"

"You're the one that cheated, you go! Get out of my house!" She orders.

"This is my house too I'm not leaving!"

"Get out! GET THE HELL OUT OF MY HOUSE!" She picks up a picture and throws it at me, but I duck and instead it hits the door and shatters.

Annie bursts in the room. "Is everything okay in here?"

"No! I want him out of my house NOW!" Rebecca screams as tears are streaming down her face. She looks at me. "Go to your whore!"

"I'm not going anywhere Rebecca." I tell her.

"GET OUT!" She slaps me for a third time. "You're a liar and a cheater! I don't want you here so leave! Get out and don't come back! I never want to see your lying face AGAIN!" She plops down on the bed and buries her face in a pillow and sobs.

"Maybe you should just go Kyle." Annie whispers to me. "She needs space right now."

"I don't want her thinking I cheated because I didn't."

"Give her time to calm down and then talk to her."

I look at Rebecca who's still sobbing. "Fine, I'll go. Tell her I'll be at the Holiday Inn if she needs me."

"I will." She tells me just as I leave.

The first thing I do when I leave is head to Bebe's apartment. I swear I'll make that bitch pay for trying to destroy my marriage with her lies. As soon as I arrive at her door, I immediately start pounding on it. "Bebe! Open up this door!" No answer, so I pound on the door even harder…I really could care less if I disturb her neighbors. "I know you're in there now open up this door!" I pound on the door again. "I'm not leaving until you do, now OPEN it up!" I hit the door again and then kick it several times. "I'll break this fucking door down if you don't open up!" Still no answer. "Okay, I'm breaking down the door!" I back up and charge towards the door, breaking it down.

I look around and don't see her anywhere. "Where are you, you bitch?" I look at her bedroom door and see that it's closed. "So you want to act like you don't hear me? I'm coming in your room." I barge in her room. "Bebe, you slut how-what the hell?" I look in her room and I'm shocked by what I see. Bebe's NOT there, but instead, I see pictures plastered all over her wall…of ME! I look at her bed and her sheets have ME all over them, her pillows have pictures of me, she even has a doll that looks like me. This girl is really obsessed…with me.

"Oh my God! Kyle!" I turn around and see Bebe running towards me. She wraps her arms around me. "I knew you couldn't resist me anymore!"

"Get off of me Bebe!" I demand.

"Oh Kyle, I love you so much…I always have."

"I said get off of me!" I push her down on the bed. "What the hell is all of this?"

"All of what baby?" She asks me.

"This?" I point to her wall, then I grab her sheets. "And this? What the fuck Bebe?"

"You don't like it?" She shrugs. "I still have more to put up."

"Is this some kind of joke to you? Why do have all of my pictures everywhere?" I rip a picture off the wall. "This is one of my baby pictures! How long have you been doing this?"

"Since we broke up. I wanted to make sure I didn't go to bed without seeing your face and I wanted you to be the first thing I woke up to." She smiles.

"You're a sick bitch! How dare you send my wife a letter saying I got you pregnant!"

She shrugs again. "It's not like it's a lie. We had sex, I got pregnant…you should know how this works."

I swear if she was dude I would knock her the fuck out. "You're such a fucking liar Bebe!"

"Oh I'm lying?" She digs in her purse and pulls something and hands it to me. "Then what the hell is this?"

It turns out it's a sonogram. It has her name on it and it says 8 weeks 3 days on it. "Okay so you really are pregnant…that doesn't mean it's mine."

She scowls at me. "What kind of girl do you think I am? Of course the baby is yours! You're the only person I've slept with in the last 8 weeks."

"I don't even remember sleeping with your ass!"

"Well you did and now we're having a baby." She smirks.

I really want to strangle this woman right now. "Why the fuck did you send Rebecca a letter? You should've talked to me about this first. You've ruined my marriage!"

She shrugs. "Well you wouldn't take my phone calls. You should've told Rebecca about us, as far as I'm concerned YOU ruined YOUR marriage not me."

"You're a true bitch for this Bebe!"

She shrugs again. "Maybe, so now that you know about the baby, what do you plan to do?"

"IF this is my baby, then I'll take care of it and that's it. I don't want anything else to do with YOU!"

"So you're not going to marry me?"

I shake my head. I can't believe how dumb this broad is. "Are you insane? Hell no! I'm not marrying your ass! I'm already fucking married!"

"But you don't love her like you love me…" She pokes out her bottom lip. "She can't make you happy like I can…if she could SHE would be the one that's pregnant not me."

I open my mouth to say something, but then I just shake my head. "You're really pathetic, you know that?" I walk towards the door. I turn my head and look at her. "You're not going to get away with this Bebe!"

"I already have." She smirks. "I won't stop until I have you...no matter what it takes!"

I give her a strange look just before leaving. I don't know what she meant by that, and I really don't care. I just know I have to find a way to get my marriage back and Bebe out of the picture.