I'm so sorry for the delay everyone been under the weather and helping my sister with college homework so that's been sucking up my time like no other! I hope you guys enjoy this chapter I'm feeling pretty shaky on it but we shall see how it goes huh?
Today's chapter is completely inspired by Romeo and Cinderella by Rin Kagamine ^^
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To say that December had rolled around couldn't have been more obvious in the quiet, sleepy village of South Park Colorado. The snow seemed to have laid claim to every square inch of substance and shone brightly against the morning sunlight. The high school parking lot was filled to the brim with cars of all shapes and sizes as students found their way to the front doors of the building. Among them was Wendy and while her feet knew exactly where to go, her mind was in a completely different dimension. She wasn't the only teenager however who was thinking of the break up ahead. Christmas was fast approaching and it was on everyone's mind these days. Even the teachers, normally strict and sharp with assignments, had lightened up to an almost lazy status.
Three weeks of solid fun and enjoyment, the calendars were marked for the seventeenth of December; the first day of Christmas break. From there, they had until the seventh of January to enjoy the freedom they so desperately needed. Since Wendy was a senior, this meant double the fun because of the parties that were being planned during those three weeks. Token, Craig, Clyde, and then Jimmy all started to plan a huge winter bash for their class, filled with booze, games, and more booze. That was exactly what Wendy needed. While she wasn't the type to binge drink, she did enjoy the games and occasional glass of rum and coke, besides, it was her senior year, she deserved to have a little bit of fun all things considered.
Not to mention it was three weeks away from Eric Cartman, which is what she was REALLY looking forward to. Lately things had become rather weird between the pair and so Wendy knew she needed a break from his overbearing presence and ever running mouth. Exhausted from lack of sleep, Wendy shoved her bag inside the red locker and then slammed it shut. Leaning her head against the cool metal, she began thinking about the interaction that went on between her and Cartman last month. She remembered the intensity between the two and how the air had completely changed around them. Flushing horribly, she put her hand to her lips, hiding the shocked expression from the younger students as they traveled to their first class. Truth was, Wendy was extremely embarrassed at her actions that day. She couldn't believe how helpless she behaved and then when they got so close….
"Thank god for Kyle." She muttered, relieved he had been there to stop that from going any further.
"Ya know I've been thinking the same thing lately." A voice scared her into reality and she turned her head to see the ginger, eyes piercing into her body. With a weak laugh and smile, Wendy turned to her best friend and tilted her head.
"What do you mean?" Shifting his books to one arm, Wendy watched as his right hand hit his hip and tilted his entire balance to one side. Fighting the urge to giggle and call him out on it, Wendy just bit her lip and waited for his answer.
"Wendy, I think it's safe to bet you and I are both thinking of the same incident." His knowing stare down was making the girl feel uneasy thus causing her own body weight to shift. As much as she wanted to deny what happened, Wendy knew she couldn't lie to Kyle.
"Oh…that."
"Yes that!" it was obvious that Kyle had been dwelling on it just as long as she had. "Look Wendy, I've kept my mouth shut; I've let you two continue on but now I have to say something, even if you don't like it."
There was an immediate sense of pressure in the air as the two looked at each other. Wendy could feel the frustration and irritation begin to swell inside her throat. While she loved Kyle to death, right now, she didn't need an opinion on something that didn't exist. She got the feeling that her best friend had the wrong idea about what was going on between herself and Eric Cartman.
"Look Kyle," she wanted to nip all horrible senses that he was having in the butt. "I appreciate your concern but whatever you think is going on between us, it really isn't." Immediately an eyebrow rose on the boy and he frowned.
"Oh really? Then tell me exactly what the hell I saw that day in the hallway Wendy Testaburger? What was going on? Sure as fuck looked like an almost kiss to me!" Kyle wasn't sparing any sugar for his words today. Wendy winced as he called her actions into question and instantly her defense mode switched into gear.
"No! God No! Look, it was a moment of weakness on my part, I was upset Kyle! I was frustrated, feeling useless and very concerned for you! Eric was just the only person who happened to listen at the time!" she spoke, justifying her actions. This statement, however, only seemed to anger the redhead even more. Throwing his hand in the air, a finger was pointed in Wendy's direction and Kyle began to speak.
"That's another thing! Since when do you call him ERIC Wendy?! He's Cartman, CARTMAN! You know, the fat, racist, arrogant asshole that has done nothing but torture us since we were in kindergarten?! He's still the same sweetie! He hasn't changed and I don't want to see you throw your heart at a douche who doesn't deserve you! Certainly not after you JUST finished having it torn out by someone else!
"KYLE BROFLOVSKI! What right do you have to tell me who I can and cannot give my heart to?!" her voice echoed off the walls and without a second pause, all eyes were on them. Kyle took notice of the attention they were drawing and instantly tried to settle it down, Wendy however, just didn't give a damn. Gently leading her to a corner of the hall, beneath the stairway, Kyle sighed ruffled his hair with embarrassment. He knew he was in the wrong with this but he didn't want his words to lose their importance.
"I'm sorry Wendy, it's just you're like a sister to me! I love you and I just don't want to see you get hurt again, especially not by Eric Fucking Cartman." Wendy felt her anger settle slightly and a small part of her understood how this appeared. Things were certainly shaken up between Cartman and Wendy; it wasn't hard to imagine that there was more than meets the eye. However, the emotion and concern behind Kyle's words didn't fall on deaf ears and soon Wendy launched herself at the boy, hugging him for dear life.
Kyle took the action as forgiveness and released all the stress he held in his shoulders, worrying about her lately caused quite a bit of back pain.
"Kyle, I can't do it yet." Her voice caused him to look down on her, a small sign of pain in her eyes. "Even if Er-Cartman was to somehow win my affection, which will never happen, I'm not ready to throw myself into another relationship yet. With Stan, we had dated for almost eight years. That's eight years of memories we have together Kyle; I can't just get over that so quickly." A sigh finally broke through and Kyle felt his chest ease at her words. Bringing his hand to her head, he ran his fingers through her hair in a calming manner. He knew how painful it was on her to even consider moving on just yet, it had only been two months, that's not near enough time to accept what happened.
"I know Wendy, It's just…I don't want him, you can choose anyone else you want in the whole world Wendy Testaburger. Just promise me, don't pick Cartman to be the one you decided to let in next."
Feeling a shake beneath his chest, Kyle looked down to see her laughing at his words. Relief flowed through his veins, renewed and eased his entire state of mind. It was nice to hear that wonderful melody of laughter coming from her, it was a rare occurrence. Watching her shake her head, a small seed of fear planted itself into Kyle's mind.
"Trust me Kyle, that will NEVER happen."
"I want to Wendy; I just have no idea what's going on between you two right now. Where exactly do you guys stand relationship wise?" As soon as the laughter came it quickly subdued and Kyle got a feeling that something was wrong. Looking back down at her, he saw her eyes, wide as saucers and detected a trace of fear and shock floating through the blue irises. Gently taking her by the shoulders, Kyle put a tiny hint of distance between them to look at her better. "Wendy?"
A tiny vibration hits his fingertips and Kyle notices the girl shaking slightly underneath him.
"Kyle," her voice broke slightly, "I don't know…" Now he was lost, what did she mean by that exactly? Brow furrowed in confusion, Kyle gently shook her to snap her out of whatever world she was in.
"Wendy, what do you mean you don't know? Don't know about what?" She looked up at him, an obvious fear in her eyes and in that moment Kyle knew exactly what she was talking about. All throughout their lives, Wendy was always one hundred and ten percent sure on everything she did. She knew her friends, knew her enemies, knew what she liked and what she didn't, she also knew what she wanted out of her life. Up until Stan's confession, she thought she knew everything she needed to in her life. Now, she had no idea who her friends were or who her enemies were. It was so hard to trust someone when the two people you valued the most turned out to throw the biggest betrayal at you. If there was one thing Wendy hated it was not knowing, being unsure of something was hard on her. Wanting to give the girl some kind of reassurance, Kyle spoke again.
"Wendy, you must have some idea as to how you feel about him by now." He stated simply, however the next sentence Wendy spoke rocked him to the very core.
"That's just it Kyle, I don't know how I feel about him and even worse, I have no idea how he feels about me."
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There was no ability to think for Wendy for the rest of the day. After Kyle's confrontation, Wendy had a horrific realization, one that caused a huge headache to form in the area above her eyes. Rubbing her temples lightly, she sat at a metal desk with three other students, all whom were a year younger than herself. It was after school and a mock debate was scheduled for today, normally this would have her jumping for joy but today she just didn't want to go. Mainly since her opponent was Eric Cartman.
While it was no secret that he loved the sound of his own voice, Wendy never had a problem with his long arguments. The more he talked the more holes Wendy found in his theories but today her heart and mind just wasn't in it. To say that his voice was irritating was putting it mildly, right now, Wendy wanted nothing more than to grab him by the back of his head and slam him with all the strength she could muster into the ground below.
This mixed with several other factors going on at the same time was causing her own blood to boil. Her co-partner had a nasty habit of tapping the tips of his fingers against the desk during thought however today, they were as loud as gunshots to the girl. Throw in the ticking of the clock and the teacher's pencil scribbling furiously against the pad on top of Eric Cartman's voice, Yeah Wendy was having a really bad day.
What was this again? Something about dolphins right? She thought about the main topic chosen and almost laughed at herself. Truth was, she just started to pay attention when she noticed Eric's body posture. Whenever he was nearing a finish, he would sit on the edge of the desk. While this action wasn't viewed in a good light during the official competition, Wendy couldn't help but notice that every time he did this maneuver it renewed the judge's interest in the topic. This was beside the point however as she resumed her thoughts. Shit, I can't even remember the fucking topic! Honestly I don't even have the energy to give a damn either at the moment.
Her mind was at a constant battle with itself ever since this morning and hadn't paused as Kyle's voice kept repeating over and over in her mind. Tilting her face up, she couldn't help but stare at Eric as he continued to push his point to the brink of madness. The passion in his eyes was fiery and underneath the lights of the stage it was as if watching a politician fighting for, what he truly believed to be, the right side. For a moment, she was truly aroused by the power Eric had in his convictions and the heat of his determination and just then there was eye contact between them.
"Wendy, you must have some idea as to how you feel about him by now."
Kyle's voice instantly rang again ruining the moment and causing Wendy to turn her eyes away, a red shade covering her face subtly. The frustration returned full force and Wendy's headache slammed away with a vengeance. Soon every noise, every breath was just plain irritating to her. Eric's talking, Shut up. Partner's tapping, Shut up! Clock ticking, Shut up! Teacher writing,
"SHUT UP!" before Wendy even realized it; she was on her feet eyes closed and fists clenched. Only did she noticed this when the silence hit her ears and she opened her blue orbs to see the surprised look on Eric's face and her teacher looking at her with interest, eyebrow raised. The teacher spoke, asking if she had something to say and suddenly all her anger swelled into a giant mass in her chest. The red smattering on her face was now a full blown streak, highly noticeable and body shaking viciously.
When the man repeated himself, Wendy's entire mind went blank except for one word, Stan. Suddenly, she turned on her heel and stared down at the teacher who was eyeing her with such judgment and cruelty. The motion, however, was quick to reverse as she found her eyes back on the desk, fighting a strong urge to cry. A few droplets managed to escape and land on the table below her, causing everyone to take interest in the girl who was so strong-willed.
"I hate men."
Her voice was soft, shaking from wave after wave that hit her body and Cartman stared in awe as the girl finally broke down. Taking a step towards her to move her out of public view, he was quickly stopped by the hand of the debate teacher who was clearly enjoying the sight before him. While he knew that the man and Wendy didn't have a very friendly past, with her correcting him on a few things in front of the students, Eric couldn't hide the disgust on his face at the guy. To think that his hatred went so deep for Wendy that he got off on her crying. Shaking his head, Cartman was about to tell him exactly where to stick it when Wendy spoke.
"You pigs, you disgusting, horrible human beings, I hate you all!" he twisted his head in the direction of the voice and saw black hair shaking, hiding the beautiful face of the woman in so much pain. "You're all alike, each and every one of you. Using women as marks on your bedposts to feel like you've achieved something in your empty and pathetic lives. How easily you forget the feelings and hearts of those you stepped on to get to where you are." Her words were raw, powerful, and angry. Eric couldn't help but feel a hint of truth coming from what she was speaking and he felt ashamed. The black strands whipped quickly away and the face of an angel with vengeance appeared prepared for battle.
"Girl, we grow up you see with this silly little idea in our head that one day we will find a prince charming and live happily ever after in a perfect world. Every girl starts out dreaming of finding someone who will love us unconditionally, treat us with respect, comfort us when we are hurt, protect us when we are scared and you…you fucking monsters…you lie and deceive us into believing that's what you are but in the end you're all the same!" she was shouting now, her silence had gone on long enough and Eric had to admit, two months was a long time to say nothing about the pain she felt by Stan's actions. Now all he could do was sit and wait until the steam ran out and she calmed down enough to get her out of this situation. Right now, however, it was only right that her feelings, her emotions, be heard.
"You lie to us, you cheat on us, you even abuse us, the ones you supposedly love. Then when all is said and done, when everything is finished and you look at us at the end of the night 'I love you' is all you can say. Like that's your big move to make us forgive everything you do to us and we're supposed to accept it." Eric was slightly surprised to see the nods of the girls on the team and even a few who had heard the shouting from the halls. There was jeers and voices of 'yeah!' coming from sides, soft but they were heard.
"Then in the end, when it's all over and you've moved on to someone else, to another poor Cinderella looking for her Prince, you never take the time to look back and see what damage you've caused. Because of you I can't trust my own heart anymore! Because of you I don't know who I am! You took my identity, my trust, my faith, my heart and now you get to move on while I deal with the scars! Now I'm so afraid! I'm so scared to trust anyone else with my fucking heart all because of you! It isn't right!" there were more now, friends texting others, some even recording Wendy's speech with phones, girls seemed to have flocked into the auditorium just to get a piece of the message the girl was speaking. Shouts, cheers, even clapping was heard, Eric couldn't help but feel proud of the girl before him as she spilled her heart out to complete strangers.
"It isn't fair that you get to move on so easily while you leave behind a trail of broken hearts suffering alone in the darkness! What right do you have to do that? What right do you have to cause this and then walk away from the responsibility?" There was a silence as she paused and caught her breath. Eric took notice of the fire quickly dulling from her eyes that had fueled her speech and made a move closer to her. He was unsure just how much energy the girl had used up during this rant and prepared himself for anything.
Wendy looked up and was shocked to see an auditorium filled with women of all ages, she even noticed some teachers who were there awaiting her every word. Straightening herself out, she wiped the tears away and stood tall before the crowd.
"Many men ruin a girl's dream of finding her prince charming; they slaughter her hope of happily ever after. Well, this Cinderella is done looking for a Prince, from now on, I want a Romeo. I want a Romeo because he was able to take responsibility for his actions thus; he is the only one for me. Cinderella and Romeo." Cheers, shouts, screams, and clapping echoed throughout the large space and Wendy took this moment to bow and exit the room, Eric following quickly behind.
Finally reaching outside, Wendy quickly took refuge behind the brick wall as it was easily her favorite place for quiet. Sitting on the ground, she felt all the adrenaline completely leave her body and she hid her head in the space between her knees and body. Pride filled her chest at the scene she had just left and a small smile was on her lips. It gave her such comfort to know that she wasn't the only one who felt this way. The crunching of snow alerted her to a presence but she didn't even bother to lift her head as she already knew who it was.
"Well Wendy that was some speech you gave in there. A little astray from using bottlenose dolphins for oil but it was close enough." Silence. "Ya know, if you use that much conviction and energy in your arguments for the original topic, I don't think even I could stand a chance against you." He leaned against the wall next to her casually. While he normally didn't mind the quiet, coming from Wendy it was just plain awkward. Fighting a groan, Eric shoved his hand through his hair in irritation at Wendy's behavior. Crouching low, Eric began to speak.
"Come on, what the fuck is up with you Wendy? Two seconds ago you had so much to say! It was like someone pulled apart all your Barbie dolls, strung them through your room, killed your dog and left the body on your bed, then you suddenly had your period as soon as you got home and saw what was done! Now it's like you've completely shut down, Jesus Christ make up your damn mind already."
As quickly as Cartman looked away, his eyes turned back and immediately locked onto Wendy's furious blue gaze. Falling back into the snow, he saw her stand up and over him, intense anger charging the air around her.
"Why do you care Cartman?" she snarled and Cartman felt the thrill of a challenge.
"Back to last names now are we? And here I thought we were growing closer." He managed to get up once again and resumed his place in standing over her; this however, didn't faze Wendy in the slightest.
"You know what; let me ask YOU something fatass! What the fuck is up with YOU?!" the question caught the larger boy off guard and he felt a jab in his stomach from the girl's finger poking him. "You never gave two SHITS about me growing up and now you're always around! You let me kick the shit out of you, you WILLINGLY hung out with me as a distraction at the mall, you comforted me when I was in tears over Kyle and Kenny's situation. For fuck sake Cartman! You HUGGED ME! That isn't NORMAL for you! You HATE me remember?!" The words were enough to cause Eric to falter for a moment but the next words that came out of his mouth surprised them both.
"Well maybe I DON'T hate you, you stupid bitch! Did you ever think about that?!" Wendy however recovered quickly.
"Then tell me how you feel about me, because I'm so confused on our relationship right now that I just can't handle the mystery. I have too much going on right now to try and figure out your damn intentions Cartman!" Both obviously frustrated with each other and themselves, Wendy stared down Eric as he turned red from embarrassment.
"I…I CAN'T tell you Ho' because I don't KNOW YET!" it was the honest truth, something that didn't often come from Eric's mouth. However with the intensity of the moment and everything building up to his next move, Wendy couldn't help but notice a tiny hint of disappointment hit her heart. What exactly had she been hoping for him to say? Instead of giving it a second thought she turned away from him.
"Then leave me alone…" she whispered softly. Eric's eyes widened slightly at this request and anger quickly rose to the surface of his tone as he asked her to repeat herself. "I said leave me alone Cartman! During the break don't talk to me, don't look at me, don't even come near me! I need some time and so do you to think about what EXACTLY is going on between us. I can't DO this Eric!" the tears had returned as she was angry at how unfair she was being but given everything that was going on, she knew it was best.
"For eight years I thought I knew everything about the boy I loved. That I was in a safe relationship and he wouldn't hurt me. I was wrong once Eric, I can't go through this a second time, my heart can't handle it." Eric however, was not happy with the idea at all.
"Why the hell can't I just be there for you until we figure this shit out Wendy? Why do we have to completely walk away?" She knew he was angry and rightfully so but right now, they were sitting on a dangerous line and it was very frustrating.
"Because I can't handle you being so DAMN close to me alright! Not when you don't even know what you want us to be."
"What about Jew boy Hippie?! He gets to be around you!" She almost smiled at the child-like tantrum Cartman was throwing and reminded herself to tell Kyle later, but right now she needed to show him how serious she was.
"Because I know what we are Eric! Kyle and I are strictly friends! That's all we ever will be! You and I, we hated each other, that never changed between us. Stan and I, we were always together, that never changed and now…everything I thought I knew and understood, I have no fucking clue what I truly know and what I truly don't." She knew this was frustrating and she was being horribly difficult to work with right now but with such a hole in her heart the last thing Wendy is feeling is secure. Her relationships are suffering horribly and she didn't know who to trust, any gray areas were an instant red flag for the young girl.
Seeing the anger and hurt in Eric's eyes, Wendy instantly softened her approach on this and sighed.
"Look, I took a big blow to my trust a few months ago; can't you just respect this one request I have? I can't take any chances with gray areas in my life right now, I just can't do it Eric, I'm sorry." She waited for his response but it never came, instead she watched as he turned around and walked away leaving Wendy completely alone and feeling very aware of it.
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Gotta admit I'm not sure if I like this chapter or not xD But the next one I know will be MUCH more fun. Let me know what you think everyone! Today's treats for reviewers is going to be mint chocolates ^^ Enjoy! Love Lina.
