For The Man I Love

Wendy is in her room pacing back and forth. "What have I done? I can't believe I did this. I'm so ashamed of myself. I did this for my own selfish reasons. I took the life of an innocent boy so I could be with Stan. I feel so bad. How could I be so selfish?" Wendy lies down on her bed and tries to go to sleep. She suddenly sits up. "How can I go to sleep knowing I killed someone? I mean sure I've killed someone before, but I didn't actually kill them myself...I paid Iraqi soldiers to do it. But this time I personally killed someone. He begged me to spare his life and I wouldn't. What kind of monster am I?" She tries her hardest to lie back down and get some sleep, but she's too busy thinking about what she's done to sleep.

The next morning at Kyle's house, Sheila is knocking on Kyle's door. "Kyle get up right now! It's time to get ready for school!" She doesn't get a response so she begins knocking on the door even louder. "Kyle, don't make me come in there!" She continues knocking, but still doesn't get a response. "That's it, I'm coming in there!" She tries to turn the doorknob, but it's locked. "That's fine Kyle, lock your door all you want, but you're forgetting that I have a key!" She takes a key out of her pocket. "I'm very upset that I have to use this!" She unlocks the door and goes into his room. "Ok Kyle, I've had enough of your games. Get out of that bed this instance!" She walks over to his bed and pulls the covers off of him and notices Kyle's dead body covered in blood. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Sheila continues to let out an ear-piercing scream. Suddenly Ike rushes in the room.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

"K-K-K-Kyle..."

"What about Kyle?" Sheila points to Kyle. Ike goes in investigate. "Who the fuck did this?"

"I don't know...I just walked in here and saw him like this." Sheila breaks down in tears. Ike comforts her.

"It will be ok mom. It will be ok."

"How can you say that? It will never be ok! I was so mean to Kyle yesterday. All he wanted was to have Stan in his life and now he'll never get that chance." She kneels down by Kyle's bed and cries over his body.

"Don't beat yourself up over it. I'm going to call the police...and the ambulance." He leaves Kyle's room to make the phone calls. 'Damn, I said some pretty harsh things to him that I'll never be able to apologize to him for," he thought. A few tears fall from his eyes. Then he quickly wipes his eyes. "No! I can't cry, I have to be strong for my mom. I just have to be." He makes his phone calls.

At school, Bebe pulls into the school parking lot. She gets out of her car when a hysterical Wendy runs up to her. "Get back in the car! I have to talk to you...NOW!"

"...ok..." Her and Wendy get in the car. "Wendy what's wrong?"

"Plan C that's what."

"What was Plan C?"

"Plan C was to kill Kyle..."

"Tell me you didn't..."

"I did! That's why I wouldn't tell you what Plan C was because I knew you would talk me out of it. But now I wish you did."

"What are you going to do?"

"Just hope and pray I don't get caught. Bebe, promise me you won't tell anyone."

"I don't know if I can do that Wendy. We're talking about murder here."

"Bebe please, you're my best friend! I'm begging you."

Bebe sighs. "Fine, but only because you're my best friend. I still don't approve of what you did though."

"Please don't lecture me, I feel bad enough."

"What on earth possessed you to go this far anyway?"

"Stan possessed me to do it. I love Stan and I'll do anything for the man I love...even if I have to kill for him."

"But Stan didn't want you to kill him."

"I had to kill him so Stan and I can get back together."

"Do you think it's going to work?

"Of course it will. Now let's get to class before we're late." The girls get out of the car and go into the school. They walk down the hall together and run into Stan.

"Hey Wendy, hey Bebe." Stan greets the girls.

"Hey Stan." The girls respond in unison.

"Have either of you seen Kyle this morning?"

"I haven't seen him...have you Wendy?" Bebe replies. Wendy looks down.

"...no Bebe!" She says while she grits her teeth.

"What's wrong with you?" Stan asked her.

"How could you be so insensitive Stan?" Bebe began, "I mean you dump the girl after 9 years and a marriage proposal and you have the nerve to walk up to her and ask her if she's seen your new love interest? What kind of man are you?" Wendy gives Bebe a warning look.

"I'm sorry, I didn't even think about that. Well please tell him I'm looking for him if you see him." He walks off.

"Well I took care of him." Bebe said as she smiles to herself. She looks over at Wendy who's giving her an evil look. "What?"

"Were you just trying to give me away?"

"No I was trying to keep him from being suspicious of you."

"Well that's not really helping."

"Sorry."

After school that day, Stan decided to skip practice and go home. He wanted to get home so he could call Kyle and find out why he wasn't at school. He goes in his house.

"Stanley," his mother called out, "is that you sweetheart?"

"Yeah mom it's me."

"Can you come in the dining room please?"

"Not now mom I have to call Kyle."

"That's why I want you to come in the kitchen...it's about Kyle."

"Fine mom." He rolls his eyes and enters the dining room and finds Sheila and Ike there. "What the hell are you two doing here?"

"Stan, mind your manners! Have a seat." He does as he's told. "Sheila and Ike have something very important to discuss with you."

"What is it?"

"Well Stanley," Sheila began, "I went to wake Kyle up for school and...and...Oh GOD!" Sheila completely breaks down in tears. Sharon comforts her.

"...and what? Where the hell is Kyle?" He looks at Sheila who's still crying then he looks at Ike who's looking down. "Will you guys stop wasting my time and just tell me where Kyle is already."

"Kyle's dead Stan..." Ike said still looking down. He was trying to keep his mother from noticing how upset he was. "We found him covered in blood. Someone murdered him." The room is completely silent for a few minutes until Stan decides to speak up.

"So which one of you killed him?"

"What?" Both Sheila and Ike said in unison.

"I know one of you is responsible for this. Don't think Kyle never told me about how you guys were treating him. I know everything. He told me about how you slap him around and shake him and yell at him! And you Ike, he told me how you pushed him down the stairs yesterday. He even came to my house the other night when you beat him up! That's right I said he came to my house! I guess it doesn't matter now since he's dead and you guys can't hurt him anymore!"

"Stan that is absolutely ridiculous. I would never kill my son! I loved him." Sheila stated. Stan gets in Sheila's face.

"If you loved him so much then you would've been happy for him and let him be with me in peace. If you loved him so much then wouldn't have hurt him and made him cry all the time. You know the funny thing about that is, no matter how bad you guys treated him he always wanted to make you guys happy. I told him he could come live with me, but he declined saying that you guys would be really upset with him and that he didn't want that. I mean if I went through the crap he went through with you guys I would be more than happy to get away from you guys. But Kyle wasn't like. He was a good kid who just wanted to make his family proud. You even stopped giving him lunch money. Do you know what that did to him?"

"N-no what?"

"He got beat up for it."

"By who? Kyle never mentioned anything about getting beat up."

"Cartman beat him up. Actually, Cartman beat up Kyle every day for his lunch money, but when he didn't have any he got it really bad. I had to pay Cartman to get him to leave Kyle alone."

"I-I h-had no idea."

"There's a lot you didn't know about your son that you say you "loved". A loving mother would know these things."

Sheila starts crying again. "Oh God, I was a horrible mother to Kyle. Now I'll never get a chance to apologize and make things right."

"Mom, you were a good mother to him. I'm sure he knows you're sorry." He looks at Stan. "You have a lot of nerve talking to my mom like that."

"Everything I said was the truth." Stan reminded him.

"Stop with this high and mighty attitude act of yours. What about what you did to Kyle? You picked your girlfriend over him all those years ago, then suddenly you come back in his life, date him, and destroy our family in the process."

"I didn't destroy your family. Your mother did that! If she had treated Kyle better your father probably wouldn't have left."

"Stanley!" His mother gave him a warning look.

"At least with me, I had a chance to make amends with Kyle before you guys murdered him! I bet your mother was the one who did it! Weren't you Mrs. Broflovski?"

"No! No matter how angry I got with Kyle, I would never in a million years kill him!"

"I don't believe you! You're lying! You hated Kyle and you wanted him dead so you killed him! Was it because of our relationship that you never approved up?" Stan's eyes began to well up. "Because Kyle was really happy. I was too, and now..." Stan's lip starts to quiver as he bites it and looks down. A tear drops from his eye. Then he runs out of the house. Sharon looks out the window and sees Stan driving off in his car.

"He just needs some time alone." Sharon tells them.

"I understand. Well we better get going, we have funeral arrangements to prepare. Tell Stan we're having a private funeral on Saturday if he would like to attend." Sheila tells her.

"I'll tell him. Again, sorry about your loss."

"Thank you." The two women hug each other then Sharon escorts Sheila and Ike to the door.

Stan pulls up at Wendy's house. He gets out of the car and knocks on the door. Wendy answers it. She notices Stan's sad face right away. "Stan what's the matter?"

"Can we talk, please?" Stan asked through silent sobs.

"Sure, we can go in my room." The two of them go into her room. Stan sits on Wendy's bed as Wendy closes the door. She sits down beside Stan very nervously. "So what's wrong?" As if Wendy didn't already know. Stan wraps his arms around Wendy and begins to cry out loud.

"He's dead..." That was the only thing Stan was able to get out at the time. He cried for a few more minutes before he spoke again. "K-Kyle's dead...his mom killed him..." This time he cries even harder. Wendy comforts him. 'Well at least he thinks Kyle's mom did this...maybe now I have nothing to worry about.' She smiles to herself.

"I'm so sorry Stan. I know he was really important to you."

"I loved him Wendy." Wendy grits her teeth at that statement. "I really loved him. How could his bitch of a mother be so cruel as to murder him like that? In a way I think this is my fault."

"Why do you say that?"

"Because of me getting into a relationship with him is what got him killed. If we never got together than his mom wouldn't have killed him for not staying away from me. At least that's why I think she killed him anyway."

'Well you're right about that part that he was murdered for dating you.' Wendy thought. "Oh sweetie, it's not your fault. Kyle's mom just probably has a lot of issues and just took it out on the wrong person."

Stan looks at Wendy. "Thank you."

"For what?"

"For being here for me in my time of need. Even though we broke up, I always hoped we could remain friends and you've proved to me that we can and that I can count on you." He kisses her on the cheek. Suddenly, Wendy is overcome with guilt. 'Oh, God I can't keep this up.'

"Thanks Stan, I'm glad we can be friends too. Now there's something I need to tell you. Something really serious..."

To be continued...