Wendy pov

"Wendy, Wendy!" I could hear Stan's voice following me down the street but I didn't turn around. "Wendy, come here!" He continued to yell and then I heard a splashing in the puddles just behind me, I felt a hand on my shoulder and I turned slowly. "What's going on? Tell me, because you've been acting weirdly lately, really weird and I want to know... Is it me?"

"...Yes Stan, it is you." I whispered, a tear rolled down my cheek.

"What? Well, what have I done?" He asked, softly and I studied him, the face which I used to trust, I used to love, that used to love me.

"I can't... I can't do this anymore..." I mumbled and Stan looked confused.

"Do what?" He questioned.

"Why didn't you just tell me?" I sighed. "If you loved her more than me, why didn't you just say so?"

"Loved who? Wendy..." He frowned. "What are you on about?"

"You know what I'm on about." I snapped, I hated him anyway but I loathed it when he denied things. "Stop pretending Stan. You don't think I don't know about her?"

"Who?" Stan yelled. "Stop being so vague and just tell me what you're on about."

"KITTY!" I screamed.

"Kitty?" He repeated and looked confused. "Kitty... from my office Kitty?"

"Yes, your little sex partner Kitty, your thing on the side Kitty, your other girlfriend... Kitty." I shouted, tears were now streaming down my face and Stan began shaking his head.

"Kitty and me are nothing, I don't know-" He began.

"Oh, shut up!" I interrupted and then calmed down a bit. "I... I don't know what to do Stan." I whispered now. "Let's just forget about... her for a moment, before I knew about this I was upset anyway. We're going nowhere, we've been together fifteen years and we're still not married, we have a kid but you haven't even proposed. I mean, were you ever going to propose to me?"

"I guess... I just didn't think you wanted..." He trailed off.

"Well I did and now Red and Kenny are getting married yet they've been going out for a lot less time than we have, no one thought they were in a real relationship, their life is perfect." I yelled. "And I don't know what to do anymore..."

"What do you mean?" Stan sighed.

"...I can't do this any longer, at least not now." I muttered and then looked up. "I'm going to live with my parents for a few weeks, clear my head... Take a break."

"Like... A holiday?" He asked.

"No... A break from us." I bit my lip and began to walk away, I turned one last time and studied him. "I'm leaving on Monday." I whispered and then began to run off without looking back. I knew where I was running to this time, I didn't know why I was running there, but it seemed to be my recent escape. I walked into the bar and saw it surprisingly empty, I guess all the sleazy men were spending one day of the year with their families for Thanksgiving, where they would just be getting wasted on the couch instead! I saw Dylan behind the bar and walked over to him, he looked up, surprised.

"Oh, hello. How come you're here again?" He smiled. "You don't look happy."

"I'm not." I sighed.

"Oh, this doesn't sound good." He said, sympathetically. "Would you like a drink?"

"No, I'm ok." I replied. "Actually what am I saying, yeah I need pure vodka."

"I was thinking more along the lines of coffee..." He trailed off.

"Oh, yeah sure whatever." I batted my hand in the air.

"Wow, seriously what is up Wendy?" Dylan laughed. "It's Thanksgiving, you're supposed to be thankful, hanging out with your family."

"Yeah, it's not really a family anymore, it never was going to be anyway." I shrugged.

"What do you mean?" He asked and I looked up at him.

"... Stan and I broke up." I mumbled and he looked shocked. "Well actually, we're on a break but..."

"Wait, you and Stan broke up?" Dylan shouted.

"Well, kinda yeah." I shrugged.

"That's awful." He sympathised. "...Why?"

"I... He was having an affair and our relationship wasn't going anywhere anyway." I sighed.

"He was having an affair? With who? That's horrible." Dylan questioned.

"This woman from his work, and she's bad news, she has criminal records and everything." I told him.

"Wow, that's mean." He muttered and I looked up and caught his eye, he looked slightly confused and I smiled at him.

"So how's it going with your girlfriend?" I asked.

"Oh not very well..." He trailed off.

"Come on, I bet it's going great. Maybe she's the one." I giggled and he looked sad.

"Not if she stays in Greece with the boat man she's getting off with." Dylan sighed.

"What? Oh shit, sorry." I bit my lip. "Life sucks huh?" I shrugged and he nodded. We were silent for a while and I turned my head to see some creepy guy in the corner of the room, jacking off to our conversation. I glared at him but he smiled back and Dylan then saw what I was looking at.

"Hey, let's go back here..." He trailed off, eyeing the man up nervously and I jumped over the bar top. We then walked into the kitchen and I sat down on the kitchen counter.

"So, no Thanksgiving for you then?" I questioned.

"Nah." He shrugged. "You can't really be thankful by yourself!"

"Oh, I would have invited you to mine." I smiled. "But I don't think you'd want to." He laughed and then we were quiet for a few seconds. "What am I supposed to do?" I blurted out suddenly. "I mean, now I've told him I'm leaving, what do I do? I'll have to go back there, to get my things and then I'll see him. Plus, what do I do about Hope? Do I leave her here or take her to Colorado with me-"

"What?" Dylan sputtered. "You're going back to Colorado?"

"Well, yeah..." I trailed off. "What else am I supposed to do?"

"You're leaving?" He whispered and I could see anxiety written all over his face.

"I guess." I shrugged. "I might come back someday..."

"You can't leave." He continued and I looked up at him.

"...Why?" I asked and he bit his lip, before I could do anything he leaned in and kissed me. A hundred and one emotions flooded through my body. What was going on? Was this really happening? I knew this was bad but it felt good, very good, it felt right. But then... Stan had kissed Kitty hundreds of times, Stan didn't love me anymore. I... I didn't love Stan anymore, we weren't together anymore. I was too caught up in the moment, too confused, too scared and so before I knew it, I was kissing him back...

Dun Dun Duuuun! Sorry I haven't updated in like a week, I've been in Wales all weekend and next week I'm going to Cornwall but I'll probably take my laptop so I can write then anyway. 'F.R.I.E.N.D.S' (just like typing it that way) fans will get this chapter, I didn't really realise until I proof read it that it was similar to that episode but ah well! Tell me what you think, I can't believe I just broke Stendy up, haha! Review please guyzz! xx