A/N: Warning: Sex, violence, swearing and rock n' roll (Just kidding, only swearing and violence). There is a LOT of violence in this chapter.
It's coming to and end, this is the last chapter to this fanfic, that's why I made it longer than usual.
The reason that last is in cursive is because there will be a chapter 10, a very special chapter not from Wendy's POV… Everything will be explained very soon!
P.S. Yes, cute Cartman is cute X'D
Chapter nine
Destiny
Three weeks slowly crept by since the night they had connected.
They had made no comment towards it the next day. Cartman bid goodbye in the morning, leaving for class, but came back that afternoon to bring her the work and stayed there until nightfall, doing work with her and just chatting.
From the next day onwards Wendy begun to go back to classes and was immediately bombarded with questions, but Eric was always by her side, towering over her in silence, standing between her and the school paparazzi, almost like a bodyguard.
As the days past they spent more and more time together. Bebe's presence was reduced to mere stares of hate from afar, her popularity and new status as Stan's boyfriend eclipsed by Wendy and Cartman's sudden friendship. It didn't take long for rumors to start floating around saying they were together. Some even going as far to state that they had slept together.
The truth was that they hadn't even kissed. Wendy simply hadn't been able to muster the courage, but she knew she wanted to. Her new developing feelings for Cartman were very present in her everyday life, but she still was having a hard time recovering from Stan's sudden coma. Thankfully, she hadn't needed to explain it to Eric though; his all-knowing eyes almost seemed to able to analyze her, knowing she needed some more time.
He had tried to spend as much times as possible with her, leaving only to sleep or work, sometimes sleeping at her house.
But finally, as Friday arrived, Wendy had made up her mind.
Her feelings for Cartman were there, clouded, but one thing was for sure, she couldn't ignore them any longer. She needed to kiss him again, she needed to feel his lips on hers and then she would know for certain what she felt.
As she picked up her books from her locker after the last class of the day, a familiar voice asked her a question from behind.
"So, is it true? That you are with Cartman now?"
Wendy turned around to find Kyle looking at her with a smile.
"Maybe…"
She blushed slightly, her emotions betraying her.
"You look so much happier now. I know it's thanks to Cartman, and to tell you the truth, I'm happy for you"
"But… What about Stan?"
She asked him, knowing they were like brothers.
"Stan will always be my best friend, but he made a mistake, so to be frankly honest, it's his own fault, but you are also my best friend, so your happiness is just as important to me as Stan's"
He explained, smiling.
"I… really like him Kyle… he is so kind to me, so attentive, he listens and makes me laugh, but not at all like Stan, Cartman still has his boundaries, his mysterious side, it still feels like there is something dangerous to him… I think…. I think I love him Kyle…"
She said looking down, surprising even herself with her own words.
"So what problem is there?"
Kyle asked confused.
"Don't you think that Stan might be a bit… surprised when he wakes up and sees me with Eric? For him it will be like no time has passed…"
"Well then that's his problem, don't make me remind you that he cheated on you consciously before falling in coma"
Wendy sighed.
"I know… Look, I'll speak with Cartman this afternoon and decide then… Oh and Kyle?"
She said, looking up.
"Yea?"
"Thanks for everything… I know sometimes I might be a bit… dry with you, but you have helped me out so much and I really feel like I owe you one. Is there anything I can do for you?"
Kyle laughed.
"Well! If you're offering, I was kind of interested in Red, she didn't get with Tweek in the end, so maybe with some of your influence…"
Wendy smiled and winked at him.
"I'll try my best"
The two friends hugged.
Kyle broke away and started to walk towards the exit.
"See you Monday Wendy, good luck with Eric!"
His cheerfully said as he flashed her a smile before disappearing out the school doors.
Wendy placed her pencil down on the table, breathing out. She couldn't concentrate.
"What's up?"
Cartman asked from the chair besides her, he had come over that afternoon to do their homework together, but he could tell that something was the matter.
"I… have a question for you Eric…"
Cartman raised an eyebrow.
"What is it?"
"What made you change? Why are you so different now…? It's not that I don't like the new you, but it's quite hard to understand how you changed so much"
The young man sighed and stood up, walked over to the window and started to explain.
"My mom found a new job, a better one, paying much more money, down south. At first I didn't want to go, as you can probably imagine, I put up one hell of a fight, but the decision was made and I had no say in it. I was so angry that I didn't tell anyone where I was going; I just wanted it to happen and get it out of the way. Turns out that down south, people are a lot more tough than here. I was bullied inconsistently, and no matter how much I tried to get vengeance, I always seemed to fail. It wasn't like here where I seemed to get away with everything.
A couple of horrible years after moving down there, my mom was injured at work… She was hospitalized and bed ridden for about 2 years, so I was left practically alone to take care of her. I guess… it was seeing my mom, drifting in and out of consciousness as I fed her from a plastic spoon that… made me change inside. I started to do around the house, helping out. I took side jobs, lying about my age, just to get some more money flowing, never telling my mother where I was going each night. During the process I naturally lost all my weight, and it seems that I lost my anger as well…When you see your mother… in such conditions… and you know that the rest of your living family are no help at all, the world seems like a much bigger and emptier place… I was alone, no one to count on but myself… So that is why I changed, at least, I think it is, why do you ask?"
Wendy stood up, little tears in the corners of her eyes after listening to Cartman's past few years.
"But your mom… she's ok now, right? We saw her the other day"
"Yea, after a couple of years she recovered, she slowly started to adapt back to normal life. As destiny would have it, she found a nice calm job here in South Park to settle down in."
"Wow… I'm… so sorry about your past…"
Wendy said, looking down, not quite sure what to say, broken by Eric's tale.
He walked over to her and put his hands on her arms, looking her in the eyes.
"Don't be. Thanks to all those years of hardship I learned that life is a battle between good and bad. Not religious ideals, but actions. If you actions are truthful, you will be rewarded accordingly, but sometimes we aren't. Things just seem to get worse and worse as time goes by, no matter how good you try to be. That's when you stop acting, and you start learning. Nothing happens without a reason, so I stopped fighting everything, I stopped hating, and I started observing, I started learning and making decisions based that. That is the artist…"
Wendy's eyes widened as she recalled his words that night a few weeks back and Cartman continued.
"The artist will fill a painting with things, to make the viewer think he has seen everything, this are the actions we do each day When we act in a way we think is good, we feel filled, automatically assuming we have done everything perfectly. But when viewed by the correct eyes, one can see the real meaning behind the painting, he can see the real truth, he has learnt enough to truly decide what is correct…"
Wendy stared at the young man in amazement.
"Eric… that's… beautiful…"
The young man stared into her eyes, emotions and feelings dancing in his iris, flowing through the air and entering her, filling her with sentiments she couldn't start to describe.
"I take inspiration in other things that are beautiful, and I'm staring at one right now… in fact, I'd go as far as to say that… she is the most beautiful woman I have ever met…"
Wendy's heart fluttered with such intensity that she swore she could have begun to float in the air as she stared back in silence, incapable of speech.
He lifted his hand and gently caressed her cheeks, a loving smile slowly forming on his face as he observed her.
Wendy pushed him back and turned around, clutching herself, as part of her screamed at her on the inside.
"I… I can't do it…"
Cartman stood back in surprise.
"What wrong?"
He asked, unsure of what was unsettling her.
"I just… I can't!"
She screamed and ran out of her room.
Eric stood in silence as he heard her leave the front door of the house with a slam and run away into the distance.
Wendy's mother took no time in appearing at the door. She had come to trust Eric in the last few weeks, as he had shown nothing but love and care for her daughter.
"Eric! What wrong with Wendy?"
The young man stared over at her, not looking to worried.
"I believe she is still affected by what happened with Stan. I'll go and look for her; once I find her I'll be sure to let you know"
Misses Testerburger nodded.
"I trust you Eric and… thank you for everything you have done for Wendy. You will always be welcome in this family"
She said with a soft smile and left.
Cartman looked down, sighing and left to get his car; he had a good idea of where she had gone.
The noirette stood on the bridge by Stark's pond, staring looking down into the water bellow her.
She didn't know why she had reacted like that. Something inside her simply exploded. She loved Cartman; probably more than she ever would love anyone, but at the same time that scared her. She had loved Stan with all her heart as well, and look at what had happened with him.
But she new that Eric was different, at least now. There was no way he would cheat on her… or would he? What if he suddenly reverted to his old self and dumped her. She knew how much that would hurt her.
And then there was Stan, he was still in coma, what would he think when he got out? What if Bebe had just made all of it up? Maybe she had sent those messages herself, simply tweaking the phones to show a different time.
How would he feel if he came back and proved that Bebe was lying, only to find her with Cartman?
She fell to her knees, tears streaming down her eyes, all of her doubts rocketing around her head.
"Follow your heart"
Wendy looked up slowly, not surprised to see Eric crouching down staring at her.
"I know it's hard, but life is hard. If you follow your hear yo-"
"STOP IT!"
She screamed at him and he raised an eyebrow, not expecting her reaction.
"Just stop it ok?! I know you are only trying to be kind, but this is something I need to come to terms with alone"
She explained, quickly calming down.
"Look, give me until tomorrow, I need to think ok?"
Cartman stood up and turned around.
"See you tomorrow then"
He began to walk away and Wendy realized with horror the error she had just committed.
She scrambled up and called out to him.
"No, please Eric, I'm sorry! Please don't be mad!"
He didn't turn around, he didn't say anything. He simply got in his car, turned the engine on and drove away without looking back.
Wendy stood paralyzed at what she had done.
Between all the thoughts and doubts flying around in her head, there was one that calmly sat in the center, not moving, its presence suddenly much clearer.
"I… love you…"
"Eric, please, pick up the phone, I'm sorry about before, I now know what I want… please call me…"
Wendy hung up her phone for the third time. She had raced home to get her mobile that she had left on the table. Her mother entered the room, realizing she had returned.
"Wendy what happened befo-… what's wrong?"
The noirette looked up at her mother with tears down her cheeks.
"I think I've pissed Eric off... he wont pick up my calls!"
She cried and threw herself into her mother's arms.
She held her and gently shushed her daughter as the noirette sobbed silently against her shoulder.
"What happened honey?"
She asked calmly.
"I yelled at him… and… he left without saying anything… I don't know what to do mom!"
He said between tears.
Misses Testerburger pulled away and wiped the young girls tears away with her sleeve.
"Do you love him?"
She asked calmly. The question took the teen by surprise, but she lowered her head and nodded.
"Then you will know where to find him. Go, talk to him and explain everything. He will understand. Follow your heart my love."
She said and hugged her again.
Follow your heart.
The same words Cartman had said before she screamed at him.
"I'm so stupid…"
She whispered, now calmer.
"No you aren't baby, you're in love, and if that is stupid, then I'm stupid for your father. Sometimes logic has no place in our feelings, and that makes us feel stupid, but I assure you, you're anything but stupid. Now find out where Eric is and go get him, don't think about it, just do it"
She kissed her daughter gently on the cheek before getting up and leaving the room, closing the door behind her.
Wendy breathed in and out, letting all of her worries go. Her mother was right, she needed to calm down and just act upon what she new. Where would Eric go?
He wouldn't be at Starks pond, she would have seen him there and he probably wouldn't go anywhere in town, he would most likely be somewhere he could be alone. Somewhere he could think calmly and observe things around him.
There was a little mountain on the outskirts that overlooked the town; it was probably the best place to start.
Wendy slipped on a purple jumper and then, before leaving, she eyed her purple beret, hanging over the post of her bed. She hadn't worn it in ages, but something pushed her inside to wear it. She placed it over her head and looked at herself in the mirror.
The young girl from all those years stared back at her. Her round face, long black hair and dark eyes, but things were different now. She saw a young girl filled with determination.
She ran out of her room, down the stairs and out the front door.
The Testerburger's looked over from the sofa.
"Our little girl is growing up"
Misses Testerburger muttered with love.
"She might be the wife of a game changing politician one day"
Mister Testerburger remarked, going back to his newspaper.
Wendy ran through the streets of South Park that she had come to know so well. The years spent in this town had made her remember almost all of the shortcuts.
She took one of them as she made out the small hill in the distance. She ran down the main street leaving the town, quickly brushing past the wooden sign bearing the name of the town on it that had stood for so long.
A few minutes later she saw small dirt path leading to the top of the hill. There were recent tire marks in the soft snow, indicating that a car had passed though not long ago.
The noirette scrambled up the snow path, stumbling every now and then. Night was quickly falling and an orange glow shone in the sky casting its spell of color on the white snow.
As she reached the top Eric's car was parked next to a tree and on the top of the hill a figure was standing, looking out into the distance.
An arrow of happiness hit Wendy as she realized it was him.
She ran up as fast as her legs would let her, calling out his name.
"Eric! Eric Cartman!"
She screamed and the young man turned around in silence.
"Eric! I…"
She got closer and closer, making out his confused face.
"I love you!"
She said and threw herself in his arms.
The young man caught her and, with certain surprise in his voice, said.
"W-What?"
Wendy pulled back, smiling at him, her eyes glimmering in the setting sun's last rays.
"I love you. I love you with all my heart. Please… please stay with me!"
She exclaimed, finally understanding that she was doing the correct thing.
The young man stared at her in silence, his face neutral.
"Are you sure?"
Wendy stared at him confused.
"What do you mean am I sure?"
She asked.
"Wendy, I love you as well, I always have… But I need to know, are you sure you want to love me?"
The noirette looked down at the snow, pausing for a moment, but quickly looked up and stared him in the eyes.
"Yes, I do"
The young man smiled.
"Then… all I can say is… I love you as well"
They both leaned in, theirs lips touching and melting together in what was finally their love confession. All the pain, all the problems and all the doubts left Wendy's mind as she gave in to Eric's love. She was lost in the world of him, he was now her everything, nothing would change that now.
"WENDY!?"
A scream from a very familiar voice broke them apart and a chill ran down the noirette's spine as she turned around to face a face she hadn't seen in weeks staring back at her, his expression of pure horror.
"What the fuck!?"
Stan yelled as he stumbled closer, but before he reached her, Cartmans big frame stood in the way, protecting her.
"Dude, what the fuck? I disappear a few weeks and you steal my girlfriend?"
"You cheated on me you son of a bitch!"
Wendy screamed from behind Cartman.
"Wendy please, I was going to talk with you, I was never going to leave you, it was just… I don't know, Bebe came around and seduced me, look I'm really sorry can we please talk it through?"
The desperate boy explained as he tried to get past Eric, who was simply keeping him away, without much difficulty, Stan was still week.
"No Stan… I'm sorry… I 'm with Eric now… I'm glad you are out of the coma, but my mind is finally at peace, I know what I want"
"But Wendy…"
The young man said, having given up on getting past Cartman, tears forming in his eyes.
"I still love you…"
"I… I'm sorry Stan…"
"Wendy you bitch!"
Yelled another voice from between the trees.
The three teens looked over as Bebe appeared from between the rapid forming shadows, holding a gun pointed at them.
"You just couldn't stay out of this could you?"
She said, her voice filled with hate as she approached them.
Cartman quickly tried to stand between Wendy and the gun but Bebe rapidly responded to his movements.
"Stop right there or I blow her brains out motherfucker"
She said, narrowing her eyes looking at Cartman. He stood still in his tracks, not saying anything.
"What are you doing Bebe?"
Wendy asked, calmer than she expected to be in this kind of situation. Maybe Cartman was rubbing off on her or she was jut used to being pointed at with a gun by Bebe.
"What am I doing? I'm making sure that you never stand between me and Stan again!"
She screamed back.
"Bebe, I DON'T LOVE YOU!"
Stan shouted back at her, not bothered by the fact she had a gun.
"Sleeping with you was a mistake! I still love Wendy!"
"Nonsense! It's because she is sill around and you are just confused, I know you love me deep down, but she is just clouding your mind!"
Bebe had lost it. Her deep desire for Stan had been left unattended for so many years that when she finally managed to get a taste of him, she wasn't going to let go, even if it meant killing her best friend.
"Bebe please don-"
Wendy began, but the crazed blond cut her short.
"Shut up! You're going to die bitch, accept your death!"
She quickly eyed Cartman and continued.
"Your next you lying bastard!"
Bebe's arms swerved back at Wendy and she saw the brunette screamed, jumping back as she fired at her repeatedly.
A splatter of blood sprayed the cold snow below her as Wendy's body slumped to the floor, silence dominating for few seconds.
"And now for you, you fat bas-"
Bebe's words were cut short as a bullet pierced her head, killing her instantly.
Her face was locked into an ever-fixed surprise as she fell, lifelessly to the ground, creating a second splatter of blood on the floor, this one growing bigger with each passing second.
Stan, who had ducked upon the first gunshots, looked over to see Cartman putting a gun back into his waist. He quickly ran over to Wendy to inspect her body. Stan stumbled up and waddled over.
As luck would have it, Bebe had never fired a gun properly before, and missed all of Wendy's vital parts, but one bullet had connected with her arm and she was clutching it with pain.
"I thought I had lost you…"
Cartman spoke softly.
Wendy opened her eyes and looked up at him, pain filling her but still managing to smile.
"We just started dating, I can't leave you yet"
"Wendy! You're all right!"
Stan exclaimed.
Cartman helped the young girl up on her feet and began to inspect her wound.
"It only scraped you, I can heal you when we get home, it's going to leave a scar though"
He explained as Wendy looked over at Bebe's body lying lifeless in the snow.
"I can't believe it… She was going to kill me…"
Stan stood beside her, his hand on her arm.
"She went mad… there was nothing we could do… this was the only way…"
Eric interrupted their moment together.
"Wendy, we need to get back and patch you up"
Wendy nodded and began to walk towards him, but Stan stepped in front of her.
"Wait, dude, you just killed a person, you're going to jail"
He said looking at Cartman and then faced Wendy.
"You know he is, and then you and me can get back together, I promise it will be different this time!"
He said excitedly.
Wendy's heart skipped a beat realizing he was right. Cartman was going to jail. She wasn't going to be able to see him again, ever.
She sighed and walked around Stan.
"Let me say goodbye at least…"
Stan stood back, looking at them.
Wendy reached Eric and looked him in the eyes, smiling.
"I love you Eric"
She gave him a hug and turned around looking back at Stan.
"There is only one problem"
"What?"
Stan asked surprised and not quite understanding what she meant.
"My mom told me that when you are in love, you do stupid things, because love isn't rational, love isn't logic, love is stupid, and right now, I'm stupid"
Wendy raised her arm at Stan and fired the gun she had pulled out of Cartmans waist, piercing her ex-boyfriends heart.
The young man stared in horror, clutching his chest as he fell to his knees, his view fading as the noirette that had killed him turned around to kiss the towering monster behind her. He felt the cold slowly drain out of his body and his vision fail him as the sounds of the world around him slowly disappeared forever.
"That was uncalled for"
Cartman said calmly, taking back his gun and adjusting back into his trousers.
Wendy smiled, bearing a twisted grin, one she had never used before, one she had only ever seen Eric use.
"Before you put the gun away, put it in Stan's hand. The cops will think they killed each other. You won't have to go to jail"
She said, her voice calm but cracking at the end of each word.
Eric looked at her, inexpressive.
"What's happened to you?"
She continued to smile and stared up at him.
"I love you, that's what's happened"
Eric looked at her for a few moments, and grinned.
"I love you to, let me put the gun by Stan and we can get home"
A few minutes later the car left the scene of the crime as the sun disappeared, throwing the whole are into darkness as snow gently fell around the two corpses.
The next day the police were alerted by the two families about the disappearance of their children and their body's where finally discovered a few days later, buried in the snow, frozen.
An investigation took place, but uncovered nothing new and was finally closed under the verdict of "Double homicide under unknown reasons".
Both Cartman and Wendy were interrogated during the investigation, but nothing was revealed and a few months later the case was dropped permanently.
A/N: Don't go just yet! The last part will be out in a few days!
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