Wendy vs Kyle

Stan and Kyle were still in the locker room kissing each other very passionately on top of that. Kyle sticks his tongue in Stan's mouth. Stan quickly backs away. "Dude, what the hell is wrong with you? I'm not gay!"

"I-I'm sorry. It just felt right."

"You're so lucky I'm not kicking your ass right now."

"But I think you liked that kiss. You enjoyed it didn't you?"

"Hell no I didn't enjoy it."

"You didn't try to stop it."

"I did stop it!"

"After we had been kissing for awhile."

"Listen, I love Wendy. I don't care how you feel about me, there can never be anything between us. I don't love you or any other man for that matter."

"Stan, I know you felt something."

"I didn't feel anything, but disgust. I wanted to throw up."

"What if things don't work out between you and Wendy, would you give me a chance then?"

"For the last fucking time dude, I'M NOT GAY! I don't like men I like women, and I love getting pussy. If things don't work out between Wendy and me, which I know they will, then I'll find another girl not a dude. So get over this sick obsession you have with me because you'll never in your life have me!"

"Ok, I'm sorry." He turns to walk away when Stan here's a small sniffle.

"Kyle, are you going be ok?" Kyle turns back towards Stan with tears in his eyes. Stan wipes his tears. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you. I just want you to understand that I don't love you and I never will."

"I can make you happy Stan."

"There's no way you could do that Kyle."

"I love you and I'll do anything to make you happy. I promise. All I'm asking for is a chance."

Stan puts his hand on Kyle's shoulders. "Look at me." Kyle looks at him. "Please do yourself a favor and forget about me. I don't feel the same way about you and I never will. There are plenty of other guys out there and I'm sure one of them will make you happy."

"But I love you..." Kyle continued to cry.

"I know, but you can never have me." With that Stan leaves the locker room. Kyle sits down on the bench and breaks down into tears.

At lunchtime, Stan sat with Wendy who was talking nonstop. She noticed that Stan's mind was somewhere else. "Stan...you're awfully quiet today. Is everything ok?"

"Not really."

"What's wrong?"

"Someone kissed me and told me they're in love with me."

"WHAT? Who was it? Was it Allison? Pam? Heather? I'll kill the little slut!"

"You know what, it doesn't even matter. Forget I said anything."

"How can I forget Stan? You told me that someone was in love with you and they kissed you. I'm you're girlfriend I have a right to know. So please tell me who it is."

"Do you promise not to get mad?"

"I don't know if I can promise you something like that."

"Wendy, please..."

Wendy rolls her eyes. "Ok, I promise not to get mad. So who kissed you?"

"...It was Kyle." Wendy's jaw drops. For once she's actually speechless. "Yeah I felt the same way."

"Kyle Broflovski...kissed you? He loves you?"

"Yeah."

"I'll kill him."

"You promised you weren't going to get mad."

"That was before I found out that it was Kyle. Who would've guessed that little rag-a muffin was gay. Well he's not going to have you."

"Of course not, I'm with you and I'm not going to leave you for Kyle."

Just then Kyle happens to walk into the cafeteria. Wendy got an idea in that evil head of hers. "Stan you always wear a hat, take it off." She takes off his hat and starts playing with his hair. She notices that Kyle is watching. "Your hair is so sexy you really don't need to wear a hat."

"You think so?"

"Oh yeah, it's so soft and silky. I love it almost as much as I love you." She starts kissing him on his neck. She looks at Kyle and smiles. Kyle's eyes began to water up and he walks off. Wendy continues kissing Stan. Stan pushes her away. "What's wrong?"

"I know what you're trying to do."

"What are you talking about?"

"You're trying to make Kyle jealous."

"Where on Earth did you get a crazy idea like that from?"

"Wendy...it was so obvious."

"Ok, so maybe I was trying to make him jealous. I just wanted to show him that you were all mine and that he was never going to have you."

"I told you that you didn't have to worry about that. I'm not going to leave you for him."

"I know you won't baby, but it's just I never felt that my relationship would be in jeopardy over another guy that was after you. Usually I have to worry about other girls. I'm really worried that you're going to leave me for him."

"Don't be worried. I'm not going to leave you."

He hugs Wendy. "I know you won't, but just the thought of it scares the shit out of me." She hugs Stan tighter and gives Kyle an evil eye. 'I think Kyle and I need to have a little talk.' She continues to glare at Kyle.

Later that afternoon, school was over and Kyle had headed to his locker to get his coat and book bag. Cartman walks up behind him. 'Oh crap, could today possibly get any worse?' Kyle thought as he turned to face Cartman. "Hey Cartman, how's it going?"

"So I heard you're gay."

"Where did you hear that?"

"It doesn't matter where I heard it, but I did. Is it true that you made out with Stan?"

"Of course not."

"HA! Yeah right I knew you were a little faggot. I hate fags!" Cartman then ends up giving Kyle a wedgie.

"OWWWWWWWWWWWW!"

Cartman laughs at Kyle's pain. "See you around fag!" He walks off.

"Dude..." Kyle gets his backpack, but as soon as he tries to close his locker, someone grabs it to hold it open. He looks up and sees Wendy. "Hi Wendy."

"Don't try to act so innocent. I know you're after my boyfriend and I'm here to tell you that you're never going to have him."

"It's not like that..."

"Really? Do you think I'm some kind of idiot? You kissed Stan and you told him that you love him and you expect me to believe that it's not like that?"

"Believe what you want Wendy."

"Excuse me?"

"I said believe what you want. I mean it doesn't matter what I tell you because you're mean and you won't believe me anyway."

"Did you tell Stan you love him?"

"Yes."

"Did you kiss him?"

"Yeah...I did." Kyle looks down. "Look, I've felt this way for a long time, but I never said anything because he was with you."

"HE'S WITH ME NOW!"

"I know, but Stan was pressuring me to tell him why I always look at him. I never wanted to come between you two."

"You are such a LIAR!" She slaps Kyle.

"I deserved that."

"Did Stan tell you that we're engaged?"

"No, he never mentioned it."

"Well we are. Not many people know that, but I figured you should know. As soon as we graduate we're going to get married."

"You can't do that!"

"We can and we will. There's nothing you can do to stop us. We're going to spend the rest of our lives together and you will never know what it's like to have Stan Marsh in your life. Besides, he doesn't swing that way anyway. Even if he did, I don't think he would go after someone short. And I'm not just referring to your height."

"That was low."

"But I'm pretty sure it was true. I'm so glad I convinced Stan to stay away from you. I always knew there was something odd about you."

"I better go, I have to go meet my brother." He tries to walk off, but Wendy stops him.

"You're not going anywhere until I say so."

"Wendy please, I really have to go. My mom will kill me if I don't my brother. We can finish our discussion some other time."

"You're mom will kill you huh? Well then that will save me the trouble of doing it."

"Ok I'm serious, I have to leave." He tries to walk off again, but Wendy grabs him.

"Oh no Kyle, you're going to stay here...forever."

"What do you mean?"

Wendy then shoves Kyle into his locker and closes the door. "You're going to stay in there. I'm going to make sure I keep you away from my man."

Kyle starts banging on the locker. "Come on Wendy, please let me out! I have to get to my brother's school!"

"I'll take your brother home and I'll tell him and your mom that you're...lockdown right now."

"Wendy please don't leave me here I'm begging you."

"Oh look there goes Stan! Hey Stan!" She walks over to him and hugs him.

"Hey babe what are you up to?"

"Oh I was just taking care of business. Let's walk this way." She turns back around as she hears Kyle banging on the locker. 'I did what I had to do to protect my relationship. Any other girl would do the same.'

To be continued...