Chapter 22 Invisible
~Wendy~
This can't be happening.
This cannot be happening!
Not to me.
No way.
I had skipped first block to hide in the girls bathroom. I was too terrified to do this at home.
How could I be so fucking stupid?
That damn party caused everything.
~Flashback~
"C'mon Wendy, just one more drink..." Clyde handed me another red cup full of rum and coke. Why did they use those red cups? I mean, really?
Everything was blurry after that. I remember Token and Clyde trying to pick me up, and I remember retreating to one of the many master bathrooms in the huge cabin.
I remember splashing cold water onto my face and someone knocking on the door.
It turned out to be Bebe.
After a long talk over the phone, I had agreed to be "friends with benefits" with her. I had made it clear it was experimental and either of us could back out at any time, but I think she still hoped for more then that.
We made out in the shower, then I stumbled out to the drinks table.
4 more shots of tequila later and things got even more fuzzy. I remember Cartman giving me two more drinks and flirting with me.
I never really thought about how nice he could be if he tried.
Next thing I knew, we were kissing in one of the many guest rooms, half naked.
And I didn't want to stop it.
Eric Cartman intrigued me. I didn't understand how a guy could praise Adolf Hitler, yet work on student government and try to improve out school. Don't believe me? I'm on the committee too.
The time we spent alone was incredible, even if I can't remember the details. I never would have though Eric Cartman would be good in bed.
When we finished, we passed out, and only when I woke up did I realize what we had done.
"Eric...Eric...Cartman!" He snorted awake.
"W-what?" When he saw me, he smiled dreamily, and rested his hand on my stomach.
The intimate gesture confused me.
"Hey...I didn't hurt you, did I?"
"N...no."
"Good. I mean, I knew you weren't a virgin, but I wanted to make sure."
I didn't say anything. I couldn't, I was shocked.
He stood up and put on his boxers and jeans.
"We should probably..." he started, but suddenly stopped and turned green.
"I think I'm gonna puke." and with that, he rushed out of the room across the hall into the nearest restroom. I stood up and quickly put on my clothes, but I was so dizzy that I fell over several times.
When I was done, I ran out of the room and sprinted down the stairs. I couldn't think, I just had to get out. I stumbled to my car, and Tweek Tweak of all people ended up driving me home.
Worst night of my life.
~Flashback over~
Now, my period is late, and I have to do something I never thought I'd have to do; a home pregnancy test in the school bathroom.
How could this happen to me? There were at least 100 condoms floating around Token's house during that party? He put them there for a reason, why didn't we use one? Why why why!
Oh god, I can't be pregnant, especially not with Eric Cartman's child!
I checked my watch, it was time to read the test, but I was scared out of my mind. I didn't think I could handle it if it was positive...
"Wendy...what are you doing in here?" I whipped my head around to see Bebe standing in the doorway, purse in hand. She was probably there for a morning make-up touch-up.
"Uhh...Nothing.." I grabbed the white stick off the sink and hid it behind my back. Bebe cocked an eyebrow.
"Seriously, what are you doing? You missed homeroom and first period; everyone thinks you're absent today." I backed up, hoping to grab my bag and flee...
But that god damn stick escaped from my fingers.
It clattered onto the tiled floor, and I froze.
Shit.
Bebe stared at the incriminating item on the floor. She had had her fair share of pregnancy scares, so she knew exactly what it was.
"Wendy..." she stomped over to grab the stick, and I dove for it. She struggled with it and got it from me. She looked at it, and then at me.
"Wendy, are you pregnant?" I couldn't stop it, the tears started to fall.
I brought my knees to my chest and hugged them closer.
She put an arm around me.
"Its okay Wends, its okay." She says.
"What does it say?" I asked. She didn't answer right away, and that scared me.
"Bebe?"
"...I'm sorry Wendy." I stared crying again. Why me? Why?
"Its okay, you have options. But...who's is it?"
I couldn't say it was Cartman's. No way in hell! So the only alternative was..
"S-Stan's." I sniffed. She sighed.
"Are you going to tell him?" I shook my head. I couldn't, because it wasn't Stan's.
"Right. Still on no-speaking terms with him, but I still think you should tell him..and you have options."
I sniffed again, and nodded.
"I just can't believe this is happening to me. Why does it have to be me?"
"It happens to a lot of people Wends, but like I said, you have options. I think you should tell Stan. He has a right to at least know about it."
I didn't say anything, but my mind was racing.
Should I tell Cartman? Would he want to know? Would he want to be involved? Would he care?
I didn't know; Cartman continued to surprise me.
~Bebe~
Have you ever loved someone so much, and they just loved someone else?
Your heart just shatters, right? That's how I felt when Wendy told me she was having Stan's baby.
Why? I was so close to having her to myself, and then this happened. She'll probably tell him, and he'll probably marry her, and then I'll lose her forever.
I was scared, but not nearly as much as she prbably was, and that was what I knew I had to concentrate on right then; her, not me.
I read something online once. It said "If you really love someone, you want them to be happy, even if it s without you.".
I guess its time to show Wendy how much I truly loved her.
~Wendy~
Two days after finding out I was pregnate, I decided to tell Cartman
He had at least a right to know.
I went up to him while he was at his locker.
Ijust kind of blurted it out.
"I'm pregnate." He just kind of stared at me and shut his locker.
"Okay, so?" He started to walk away before I could even respond.
"It's yours." He stopped dead, his text books dropped from his hands and thudded loudly onto the hallway floor. The bell rang, singling the beginning of class.
He turned around and walked back to me.
"Are...are you sure?" I nodded.
"You're the only one it could be."
"What about Stan or...Token or...?" I shook my head.
He stared at me, almost uncomprehending, his eyes searching mine for any hint of a lie.
"You...You're serious."
"Yes." His eyes widened.
"Shit."
"I know."
"So...what...do you plan to do with it?"
"I don't know yet. I just found out."
He took a step back.
"will you...let me know?"
"Uh... Sure." He placed a hand on my shoulder.
"Thank you. Let me know if you need something. And...I wont' tell anyone." He patted my shoulder and shuffled his feet.
"We should get to class.." And he walked away.
Was Cartman...Supportive?
When did he become so...like, nice?
Mind. Fuck.
~Later~
"You could have it, you know and, like, give it up for adoption." Bebe, Red, Millie and I sat at the lunch table the next day, discussing what I could do. Red was the one that had spoken.
"But I don't want to get that huge, everyone will know. I can't deal with that."
"True, it will be really noticeable." Bebe said, seeming down since I had told her.
"But I don't know what else to do. I can't keep it. I'm not ready to be a mother." Millie looked up.
"You could, you know, not have the baby." She said. I stared at her, mind slowly understanding.
"What, do you mean like..." I looked around for easedroppers and whispered.
"An abortion?"
"People have them all the time. No one will know." Then Bebe piped in.
"It can be totally quiet."
" wanted to jump up and yell, tell them that a good catholic girl like me would never ever consider ending a life in such a way.
But, honestly, I paid attention in science class. The baby was only a fetus, it wasn't actually a child yet...
I didn't want to, but what other choice did I have?
-End of chapter.
OO, controversial stuff here. Please don't flame me for it. I'm on the fence about Abortion. I don't like it, but I'm pro-choice, so don't yell at me.
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