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Chapter 14

Kyle's POV

I'm meeting up with Kenny for drinks. I'm a few minutes early, so I decided to go ahead and get started when I feel a hand on my shoulder. I turn and see it's Bebe. "You again?"

She grabs my drink and throws it in my face. "Yes, it's me again! I'm still pissed at you for getting me fired!"

"Yet here you are bothering me again."

She leans in closer to me. "You just don't get it! I'm never going to stop bothering you until you leave that bitch!"

"Don't you dare call her a bitch!" I slam my hand down on the bar.

"She is a bitch! She's only staying with you so that I can't have you!"

"No, she's staying with me because we love each other and we're getting married!" I get up to head toward the bathroom to dry off, but she follows me.

"You probably did love her at some point, but that was before I came into your life!"

I turn and look at her. "You're not in my life!"

She grabs me from behind and presses her body against mine. "How can you say that? You're just as drawn to me as I am to you!"

"Get off me!" I push her off of me...a little too hard. She loses her balance and falls to the ground. "Shit! Bebe, I'm sorry!" I extend my hand to help her up.

"I knew you cared!" She smiles. "If you didn't, you wouldn't have helped me."

"I didn't mean to push you. I'm not a monster so of course I would help."

"I know you're not a monster. If you were, I wouldn't be I. Love with you."

"Why are you in love with me anyway? You don't even know me!"

She lets out a sigh and get a huge grin on her face. "Kyle, I love you. I've loved you since 9th grade. Your red hair, green eyes, and freckles, were what originally drew me to you. You were one of most popular guys in school, but you weren't a stupid arrogant jerk like the others. You were level headed and always looked out for others. I loved that about you. I was too shy and scared to tell you how I felt in high school. I mean, you could've had any girl you wanted and the girls were all over you. What would you want with a girl like me? I'll be honest, I've followed you on Facebook all these years. I've seen you play basketball in college and watched your journey through law school. I even saw your charity events. It made me fall in love with you more! I couldn't wait until you came back to South Park so I could finally work up the courage to tell you how I feel only to find out that you were engaged to one of my good friends. I'm just a woman standing in front of a man, asking him to love her. I just have one favor to ask you Kyle. Choose me! Marry me! Let me make you happy!"

"Dude..." I'm left completely speechless. I don't know if I should be flattered or creeped out.

"After all that, your only response is "dude"? I poured my heart out to you!"

"I'm engaged to Nichole. I'm going to marry her!"

Bebe starts laughing. "You sound like you're reading from a cue card. That makes it sound like you're being forced into this!"

"I'm the one that proposed to her, so clearly I wasn't forced!"

"But the moment I came into your life, all that changed. Nichole is a boring, stuffy lawyer-"

"I'm a lawyer too!" I interrupt her.

"Yes and the two of you together is BORING! I bring excitement into your life! Your behavior around me and your behavior around Nichole is the complete opposite. Around me, you're so lively, around Nichole, you're boring like she is."

"I'm the same person!"

"You're delusional if you believe that."

"You're the delusional one! Excuse me!" I try to leave, but she stops me.

"Can you really walk away from me right now?"

"Yes I can!" I grab my phone so I can text Kenny. Bebe snatches the phone from me. "Give me my phone!"

"Stop fighting it Kyle, you know you want me!"

"No I don't! I love my fiancée! Now give me my phone damnit!" I try to grab for it, but she puts it in her cleavage.

"You want it? Come and get it!" She shakes her breasts in my face.

"Stop playing these childish games with me!"

"This isn't a game Kyle, this is real. She moves closer to me and puts her hand down my pants and rubs my dick. "If you don't want me, then why are you so hard?" She smiles.

"That's a normal response to being touched." I move her hand.

"You mean being pleasured. I can add to that!" She pulls me into a kiss, I quickly pull away. "Don't stop, baby…"

"I'm not doing this!"

"Oh yes you are!" She pulls me into a kiss again and she sticks her tongue in my mouth. Her hand slowly makes it way back down my pants. Dear God, this so wrong! Why do I keep getting into this position?

"AHEM!" We quickly break apart and I see Stan standing there shaking his head.

"What do you want?" Bebe asks.

"This is interesting." He glares at me. "Dude, don't you have a fiancée?"

I move away from Bebe. "I do! Don't you dare try to judge me!"

Stan folds his arms. "Oh I'm going to judge you! Isn't that your favorite thing to do, pass judgment on others?"

I shake my head. "No I don't!"

"You can say whatever you want about my job, where I'm living, or how dumb you think I am, but you can't say that I'm a cheater! How could you do this to Nichole? She's a nice girl!"

"Now you think she's a nice girl?"

"I never said she wasn't, I just said you were pussy whipped! I guess I'm safe to say that now since there aren't any drinks within arm's reach! I can't believe you would do this to Nichole! She deserves better than this!"

I frown. "Fuck you Stan! You don't know what you're talking about!" I try to leave, but he grabs me and shoves me up against the wall.

"Oh no! You're not getting off that easily!"

"Yes I am!" I shove him to the ground. "I don't have anything to say to you! I'm going to marry Nichole!"

Stan gets up and now we're face to face. "You're going to marry her and sleep with Bebe on the side? You're a low down dirty dog!"

I can feel my face getting red with anger. "You're starting to piss me off Stan! What the fuck are you doing here anyway?"

"Not that it's any of your business, but I'm here with Kenny."

"What? I was supposed to meet Kenny here!" Oh shit, I just realized why Kenny wanted to meet here. He was trying to get Stan and me together. I could kill him.

"Maybe you should go back to Kenny so Kyle and I can finish our discussion!" Bebe steps in and tells Stan.

Stan puts his hand on Bebe's shoulder. "Bebe, you deserve better than this too. Why would you want a man that cheats on his fiancée?"

"She's the wrong woman!"

He raises his eyebrow. "You think you're the right one?"

"I know I am." She replies confidently.

"Then you're more pathetic than I thought."

"You want to talk about pathetic? It's pathetic that a 26 year old man keeps getting dumped because he throws up if he gets close to having sex!" I look at Stan who's eyes widen and his face turns red.

"Wendy told you about that…?" I can see tears forming in his eyes.

Bebe nods. "She's my best friend, we tell each other everything! So what were you saying again about being pathetic?" Stan immediately storms off. I can't help, but feel sorry for him. Now I know the real reason why he keeps getting dumped. "That should take care of him. Now where were we?" She grabs me, but I push her away.

"No! This can't happen ever again! You have to stay far away from me as possible!"

"But Kyle-"

"No! I'm not doing this! I can't do this! You need to accept that and move on." Just then I hear my phone ring. "Give me my phone!" I demanded and Bebe grins.

"You're going to have to get it!" She shakes her breasts in my face. She really has a nice set of tits. Focus Kyle!

"Damnit Bebe, it could be important!"

She takes my phone out of her cleavage and looks at it. "It's Nichole, I should answer it so I can tell her about us. It's time for her to know." She tries to answer it, but I take the phone before she can say anything.

"Hi Be…baby!" I glare at Bebe who's smiling.

"Hey, where are you?" Nichole asks.

"I-I'm out having drinks with Kenny."

"Well come back home!"

"Why?"

"Because I'm here and I want to see you!" Oh fuck!