Chapter 15

Wendy's POV

"What the hell are you doing with this prostitution whore?" I ask Stan as he and Bebe are quickly putting their clothes on.

"Excuse me?" Bebe interjects.

"I'm not talking to you!" I glare at Stan. "Answer me!"

"Wendy, it's not what you think I-"

"Stan, you don't owe her an explanation!" Bebe cuts him off. "Not after what she did to you!"

"You stay out of this!" I shove Bebe out of the way to get closer to Stan. "How could you do this Stan? Is this your way of getting back at me for sleeping with your best friend? You had to fuck my ex best friend?"

Stan looks down. "It's not like that…"

"Then what is it like?"

"Stan doesn't have to explain his actions to you! You made your choice!"

I turn and face Bebe. "This doesn't have anything to do with you!"

"Now it does because I'm here!"

"Don't you have kids to tend to? Oh that's right, you don't have custody of any of them!" I smirk.

"Wendy, that was cruel…" Stan tells me as he can see a look of sadness on Bebe's face. Oh well!

"It's okay Stan. I'll leave you two to talk." She kisses Stan on the forehead. "Call me later, okay?" She hands Stan a piece of paper.

"He won't be!" I snatch the paper out of Stan's hand and rip it. Bebe rolls her eyes and leaves.

Stan glares at me. "What the hell was that?"

"You tell me! How could sleep with Bebe? Bebe Stevens of all people!"

He shrugs. "It just happened…"

"With Bebe? You know her reputation! She's slept with damn near every man in South Park! Ew!"

"Why are you here?"

"I was worried about you because you were so upset when you left."

Stan narrows his eyes. "Now you want to pretend to care? Where was this concern when you were fucking Kyle?"

I roll my eyes. "Let that go Stan, stop living in the past! What's done is done!"

"So it's okay for you to do it, but not me?"

I nod. "You're doing it for all the wrong reasons. Kyle and I love each other. Bebe is just a rebound skank. You don't love her!"

"I can learn to." Stan shrugs.

"So you're going to try to force it? This is what I mean by you're doing it for all the wrong reasons. This isn't you Stan."

"I'm done talking about this with you. I would like for you to leave." He opens his door and gestures for me to leave.

"I'll go. But remember Bebe is a crack whore who can't even take care of her kids! She's on drugs, for crying out loud! Do you really want to lower standards like that?" I ask as I walk out the door.

"Goodbye Wendy, please don't come here again." With that, he slams the door in my face.

Later, Nichole came over and I filled her in on that disgusting sight I just witnessed. "I can't believe he was having sex with her!"

"She probably paid him."

I shake my head. "Stan isn't that type."

"He's vulnerable right now. He's bound to do anything."

I pound my fist on the table. "Ugh! I'm so disgusted with him! I'm so glad I'm divorcing him!"

"If you're divorcing him then why are you mad that he's sleeping with Bebe?"

"Because she's disgusting, and Stan can do better! He deserves better!"

Nichole nods. "I agree that she is disgusting! I'll never fully forgive Token for touching that thing! Yuck! Regardless, you and Stan will be divorced soon."

"It doesn't matter! I don't want to see Stan do something or someone he'll regret. I still care about him."

Nichole smiles. "Don't worry about it. Focus on the life you and Kyle are going to build with your daughter."

"I like the way you think Nichole!" We turn and see Kyle.

"Kyle? I didn't know you came back down…" I say slightly embarrassed.

"Leah went to sleep so I came down to get a drink and I overheard the end of your conversation."

"Sorry, I'm just annoyed that I caught Stan fucking Bebe!"

Kyle shrugs. "Let him! If he wants to catch whatever she has, that's his business!"

"See Wendy?" Nichole adds.

I sigh. "I guess…" I really don't like this at all.

Kyle puts his arm around me. "Nichole, I hate to be rude, but I want to take this beautiful woman to bed!" He starts kissing me on the neck. That feels so good…

"No problem, don't let me get in your way." She touches my shoulder. "We'll talk later. Try not to think about Stan and Bebe."

"I won't! See you! Tell Token we said hi." Nichole nods as she heads out.

"You ready?" Kyle asks me as he takes off my shirt.

I smile. "Aren't I always?" He picks me up and carries me to the bedroom. As much as I'm into this, I can't help but worry about Stan and Bebe…

Stan's POV

After Wendy leaves, I decide to give Bebe a call. Wendy may have ripped up her number, but luckily my dad has her number since she's a client. "I didn't think you were actually going to call." Bebe says when she answers.

"I'm sorry about Wendy. She had no right to disrespect you like that."

She chuckles. "No need to apologize. Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. I got rid of her and never felt better!"

"Good! Well you know we were in the middle of something before Wendy showed up. I would love to pick up where we left off!"

I smile. "Me too, but not at my place. It's too busy here." I definitely don't want to take the risk of Wendy walking in on us again.

"You can come to my place. I'll text you the address."

"Sounds good, I'll be there shortly! Make sure you wear something sexy." I tell her before I hang up. Just as I'm about to leave, there's a knock on my door.

"Stan?" My door opens and in walks dad.

"What is it dad? I'm actually heading out."

"I heard about you and Bebe."

I frown. I guess Wendy told him. "What the hell? There's nothing between us, yet."

"It's the "yet" that worries me."

"Why?"

"Bebe is one of our top customers. I really hate to see you mess up our business for your pleasure." He clears his throat.

"Dad!"

"I'm serious Stan! If things don't work out for you two, and I doubt they will, she may take her business elsewhere. I can't have that!"

"Okay dad, I hear you." I try to leave, but he stops me.

"I mean it Stan! You're still married, remember? I don't want you to hurt her!"

I shake my head. "I'm not going to hurt her. If anything, I'm scared she may hurt me like Wendy did."

He raises his eyebrow. "What exactly did Wendy do? Neither one of you will talk."

"I'll get into that later. I'm going to go see Bebe. Later dad!" As I walk out.

"Remember what I said!" He yells out.

"Bye dad!" I yell back. I don't get why everyone is making a big deal about this. I don't know what's going to happen, I'm just playing it by ear. I do intend to be careful as I said, I don't want to get hurt again. Would Bebe hurt me…?