I know it's been over six months since I updated this thing, but I've managed to get the next chapter written. I'm sorry I kept you guys waiting for so long. There is only one more chapter after this. Enjoy!

You'll Get What's Coming To You

The next morning at school, Stan finds a memorial for Kyle in front of his old locker. Students are putting flowers in the locker. Kenny walks over to Stan. "Hey dude."

"Hi."

"You ok?"

"No I'm not ok. I can't believe he's gone."

"Me either. It's really hard to believe. I know I haven't talked to him much in recent years, but he was still a good guy who didn't deserve this. Who could be so cruel to stab the poor kid to death?"

'I know who did it and she'll get what's coming to her.' Stan thinks. "I don't know, but they'll be found and will suffer for all eternity."

"You'll make them suffer won't you?"

"You're damn right I will."

Two of Kenny's hoes approach him. "Kenny sweetie, can you walk us to class?" One of them asks.

"Sure thing babe." He turns his attention back to Stan. "Well I know we're not as tight as we used to be, but I'm here if you ever need anyone to talk to." He gives Stan a hug.

"Thanks dude."

"Let's go ladies!" Him and the girls walk off. Stan stares at Kyle's locker. "Why didn't you call me? You knew you were in trouble. I would've rushed over there to stop Wendy from doing this to you. I guess God had a different plan for you. I'm going to miss you and I'll always love you." He kisses Kyle's locker.

"Aww do you miss your wittle boyfriend fag?" He turns and sees Cartman.

"Not now Cartman."

"No snappy come back? Oh you must be upset that Jew boy is gone. Well I wish I could say the same. I'm glad he's gone." Stan shoves Cartman into the locker.

"SHUT UP! Just shut the hell up! I'm not in the mood for this shit! If you say another mother fucking word about Kyle I swear to God I'll fucking kill you!" Stan's eyes begin to well up. "You know what, you're not even worth my time you piece of shit!" He shoves Cartman's head back and runs off.

"You better run! I was getting ready to kick your ass!" Cartman yells after him. "Damn, now who am I going to bully?" He walks off.

Stan runs out to his car now in tears. "Damn you Cartman! How could anyone be so cruel to disrespect a dead person like that? Damn him! Damn you Wendy! I'm not going to let you get away with taking him away from me!" Stan reaches in his glove compartment and pulls out a razor blade. He starts cutting his arm when suddenly someone knocks on his window. He quickly hides the blade and looks up and sees Wendy. He opens the door. "What the fuck do you want?"

"I just came to see if you were ok. I saw you running out of school."

"It's your fault that I'm not ok."

"I told you I'm sorry about that."

"Sorry isn't good enough. You're going to fucking pay for what you've done so don't think your ass is off the hook." He gets out of the car and slams the door. Wendy notices his arm and grabs it.

"Stan, your arm is bleeding. What happened?"

He snatches his arm away. "That's none of your fucking business! Now leave me the hell alone!"

"Stan honey, I'm really worried about you…"

"Don't! You should worry about yourself. And don't call me honey!" He storms off.

"I hope he's going to be ok." She heads back to the school. She walks over to Bebe's locker. "Stan is still upset with me…"

"Well duh! Did you think he was going to forgive you so easily?"

"Well…yeah I did. He should be over Kyle."

"He loved him Wendy."

"But not as much as he loves me…"

"Maybe you're right and maybe you're not, but he's going to be upset with you for a long time."

"He'll get over it, he just has to."

"Wendy, face it…it's over…"

Stan felt like the day had been dragging. He was heading to his third period class, a class he was dreading going to. He hated it because he had that class with Wendy. He walked in and found her sitting in her usual seat in the back. He decided to sit in the front and away from her. Wendy looks dejected. The bell rings and their teacher walks in the room.

"Ok students, please take out your text books and open to chapter 13." The students groan and do just that. Suddenly, a police officer walks in the room. "Can I help you officer?"

"Yes, I'm here looking for Wendy Testaburger."

"She's the girl in the back with the long black hair."

"Thank you." The officer walks over to Wendy's desk. He pulls out a pair of handcuffs. "Wendy Testaburger, you're under arrest for the murder of Kyle Broflovski." He handcuffs her. "You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney, if you can't afford one, one will be appointed to you."

Wendy starts crying. 'This can't be happening.' She thinks.

"Let's go Ms. Testaburger." The officer leads her out of the room. The other students are whispering amongst themselves. Wendy looks at Stan. He smiles at her.

"I told you, you weren't going to get away with this." Then the officer takes her away.

Down at the police station, Wendy is on the phone with Bebe. "I know I probably should've used my one call to call my parents, but I'm scared to. They'll flip out."

"Well what do you want me to do?"

"I need some advice. Should I confess?"

"Umm…yeah. If you lie and then find out it will only be worse for you."

"Yeah you're right. I wonder what they're going to do to me."

"Maybe you can convince them to go easy on you…"

"Maybe. Can you do me a favor?"

"Sure, anything."

"Can you call my parents and tell them that I'm staying at your house?"

"I guess I can do that, but what if they find out you're in jail?"

"I'll worry about that when the time comes. Well I better go, one of the officers is giving me dirty looks. I'll try to keep you updated."

"Bye Wendy and good luck."

"Thank you." They hang up.

"Come have a seat over here Ms. Testaburger." An attorney says to her. She does as she's told. "So do admit to murdering Kyle Broflovski?"

She starts sobbing. "Yes, I did! I only did it because he stole the love of my life away so I thought if I killed Kyle I could get him back!" Suddenly she hears a familiar voice.

"Where is she? Where is that murdering bitch?" It was Sheila approaching.

"Ma'am, you're not allowed over there!" One of the officers called to her.

"Damn that! I'm going to kill that bitch that murdered my son!" She sees Wendy. "There you are!" She runs over to Wendy to try to attack her, but the officer and Wendy's attorney holds her back. "You bitch! You killed my son! I'm going to make you PAY!"

Ike runs over to his mother. "Mom, attacking Wendy isn't going to bring Kyle back."

"But it will make me feel a whole lot better!"

"Come with me ma'am." The officer says to Sheila.

"You're not going to get away with this Testaburger! I'll see to it that you rot in jail!" The officer drags her away.

"How could you do this Wendy?" Ike asks her.

"I'm sorry, but my client can't answer any of your questions." Wendy's attorney says. Ike rolls his eyes and walks off. "Are you ok?"

"Yeah I'm fine. So what's going to happen to me?"

"Well the police are going to keep you in custody until your hearing."

"Hearing? Is there anyway you can get the judge to go easy on me?"

"I wish I could, but this is first degree murder and that's a very serious crime."

"Oh God, what have I done?"

Days later, Wendy's hearing is taking place. She's sitting nervously awaiting for the judge. Her parents walk in the courtroom. "Mom? Dad? What are you doing here?"

"Why didn't you tell us Wendy?" Her dad asks. "We could've tried to bail you out."

"My bail had been revoked so it wouldn't have done any good."

"Wendy, murder?" Her mom begins. "You know we raised you better than this."

"I'm sorry mom, I really am." She hugs her parents and they take a seat. She sees Bebe and Stan come in together. Her eyes light up at the sight of Stan, but he frowns at her. Bebe walks over to her and hugs her.

"Good luck girl."

"Thank you. Why won't Stan come talk to me?"

"He only came here to make sure you're punished, not to support you. You do know that he's the one that turned you into the police right?"

"No he didn't. He wouldn't."

"He did Wendy. He wasn't playing around when he said you weren't going to get away with this."

"He hates me doesn't he?" Bebe nods. Wendy's eyes begin to well up. "I guess I deserve it. I really made a mess of things this time." The judge approaches the bench.

"Court is now in session!"

"I better go take my seat." Bebe says as she goes to sit beside Stan.

"Are you ok?" Wendy's attorney whispers to her.

"I'm nervous. I wonder what my sentence is going to be."

"I'm going to make this short, but not sweet," the judge begins. "Since the defendant has already confessed to first degree murder, this is a pretty open and shut case. I hereby sentence you, Wendy Testaburger, to life in prison for the murder of Kyle Broflovski effective immediately! Court is adjourned!"

An officer comes to escort Wendy. Her eyes well up. "Life…in…prison…?" She faints.

"Oh my God! Wendy!" Her mother cries out.

To be continued…

Sorry if any of the law events are inaccurate, I'm not an expert on these things. I tried though. Please R&R.