Chapter 7
It was Friday and Bebe was at Wendy's house. The plan was for Wendy to be at Bebe's house, but Bebe had little cousins coming over, and knew they wouldn't make the night easy for them, so Bebe went to her house. Bebe picked out all the dress that she believed would be perfect for Wendy and drove to Wendy's place.
Bebe was in Wendy's room with her, Bebe was giving Wendy some dresses to play around. Bebe gave Wendy about 5 elegant dress to try out. Wendy picked a blue dress, that looked amazing, and yet so simplistic, which Wendy enjoyed a lot.
"Oh come on Wendy, I say try the red one, it would show more cleavage to Stan." Bebe sounding very serious.
As much as Wendy knows her friend is trying to be helpful, showing a bit more cleavage is not Wendy at all.
"Um no thanks Bebe, I really like that blue dress, it's so beautiful, and doesn't show any extra parts."
Bebe just sighed that Wendy didn't want to show a little extra.
"Ok fine Wendy, it's your call, but I still say it would be better if you wore the red dress.
"What are you going to wear Bebe" Wendy wanting to see which dress her beautiful friend is going to wear.
"I'm not going."
"Wait why Bebe?" Wendy was shocked to hear that her friend isn't going, since this was her idea to begin with.
"Well Kenny isn't going to the party, so I rather not go without him, and you know how I can be at those parties."
Wendy for sure knows, because Bebe would usually drink a bit too much and start to make out with a lot of the guys there, usually it be ok for Bebe, but now she was dating Kenny and she really didn't want to screw it up.
But at the same time, Wendy admired the fact that Bebe chose to stay behind, since Kenny wasn't going to go, it felt a bit romantic really for Bebe not to go without Kenny for something as fun as a party. Stan in the past would usually go to the party to have fun, there has been times he asked her to go, but Wendy just refused. Wendy had mixed feelings about it because at one part, she wants Stan to keep asking her to go to parties, even though she hates it because it meant Stan really wanted to have fun with her at parties, and on the other hand, she wished he didn't go to those parties and spend those days being with her. Wendy was starting to wish her and Stan's relationship were like Bebe and Kenny's.
Wendy went into her bathroom room and tried out the blue dress, it did feel a little tight, since it was meant for Bebe's body, but she was able to fit in still.
Wendy emerged from the bathroom to show off how she looked like in the dress to Bebe, Bebe loved how Wendy looked in that dress, she was even jealous that Wendy looked better in her dress than she did, which she thought that Wendy was ready for the night then.
"Wendy, you look sexy" Bebe pausing and each word to emphasize how Wendy look.
"Aw, thanks Bebe" Wendy appreciating the complement her friend gave her.
"Ok Wendy, just a little bit of make up and it should be perfect."
Wendy hesitated before taking the make up because she really hated those products. Wendy never uses them because she thinks it's a waste of time and money and you shouldn't need to add extra stuff to make yourself look better. Bebe on the other hand loved make up and tried her best to apply to her friend with it, but it rarely works. Wendy is still surprised that Bebe uses it. She knew her friend was the hottest girl in school, and majority of people agreed with it too, not Stan, but that's just because he didn't want to say that to his girlfriend who's best friend to the hottest girl.
As much as Wendy hated it, the make up looked really good for her, a bit of mascara, and a bit of toning to the skin, really made her glow.
"Looks like we're done." Bebe smiling happy for the beautiful work she done for Wendy.
"It looks amazing Bebe, thanks!" Wendy went to hug her friend.
"No problem Wendy" Bebe returning the hug back to her "Just make sure you tell me what happens in the party"
"You'll probably hear it from the other people at the party"
"Good point Wendy."
The girls soon heard the door ring.
"Looks like it's Stan" Wendy checked outside the window to see it was Stan's car.
"Alright Wendy have fun"
"Yeah me too." Wendy hoping for the best for tonight.
Wendy walked downstairs to open the door to see Stan. Wendy was liking what Stan was wearing, he was wearing a clean white t-shirt, with a nice pair of jeans, although it wasn't the most amazing thing to wear to a party, it did look pretty nice.
"Wendy, you look" Stan stunned for a second with how amazing Wendy looked for the party "Gorgeous!" after having like 10 seconds to think, he finally was able to say something.
"Thanks Stan" Wendy went to kiss Stan, "You too."
Stan put a hand behind his neck and laughed.
"Compared to you though, seems a bit unfair." Stan being honesty.
Wendy smiled from Stan and walked with him to his car. They got in together and soon started to drive. It took about 20 minutes to get Clyde's house. As they arrived there, they saw that this party was already in full swing, she could hear the music blaring from the living room, while she was outside. She could see other kids dancing in the middle of the living room through the window. She even saw some kids outside on the lawn sleeping, possibly passed out from drinking too much. Stan and Wendy went inside Clyde's house, it looked pretty like a midget compared to Token's house, but to the average South Parker, it was a pretty big house. Hordes of kids were inside the house, and was hard for Wendy and Stan to walk through all of them.
"Wow" Wendy cried, trying to sound loud enough against the machine "So this is what a party is like"
"Yeah, but it ain't nothing compared to Token's parties."
Wendy thought this party right now was totally insane, and hearing that there's another level to the party was too scary for her to even imagine.
Both of them went into the living room to sit for a bit, before deciding on what to do. Stan got up and got Wendy and himself a beer to drink.
"Here Wendy" Stan handing her a cup.
"Oh thanks Stan"
Stan finished his drink pretty quickly, Wendy took her time to drink hers down. Wendy didn't usually drink much alcohol, Bebe would bring some over to Wendy's place to drink once a month for fun. Though Wendy did have some experience drinking it, she didn't want to drink it down too fast.
Wendy and Stan were still sitting down on the couch, until some techno music pop up. Wendy knew that she and Stan had to dance because she enjoyed to dance to those songs with Bebe at their houses.
"Stan let's dance!" Wendy getting up quickly, grabbing his arm, and dragging him to the middle of the room to dance.
"Ok!" Stan was feeling a bit nervous, but excited.
The music was blaring very loud to this and Wendy was enjoying every bit of this, Stan was having fun too, but he wasn't a good dancer, so trying to keep up with Wendy was hard. Wendy noticed it but told Stan that she didn't mind, just as long he was enjoying the beat and was trying to keep up with her. They danced till the music was over, which was about 10 minutes long. Wendy was ready to keep going on, Stan on the other hand looked like he was about to die of exhaustion, and he played on the football team too.
"Oh damn... is that hard!" Stan pausing through each words, trying to regain some air.
"Come on Stan." Wendy was pouting to Stan.
"I'm sorry Wendy, I need to rest first" Stan went to the couch and sat down.
Wendy was a bit annoyed from Stan, but decided to go sit with him on the couch.
Wendy was anxiously waiting for Stan to fully rest up, so they can dance to another song. Stan moved up closer to her.
There was soon some loud noises coming from the kitchen that caught Stan's interest.
"Wendy"
"Yeah Stan?"
"I'm going to go check to see what's happening at the kitchen, sounds like something crazy is happening there and I wanna check it out, I'll be right back" Stan kissing Wendy in the checks to reassure her.
"Ok Stan, but hurry up, I wanna dance to the next song soon"
Stan laughed "Ok I got it." Stan walked away to check on the kitchen.
Wendy was sitting on the couch waiting for Stan to come back, it was about a few minutes after he left, so Wendy decided to get a drink again. Once she got back to her couch, she was drinking her beer and hearing the next music that was playing. She was liking the sound and beat it was having and was wondering where Stan was. Wendy waited a bit longer for Stan, even though it was starting to annoy her. After 30 minutes of waiting, Wendy was wondering where the fuck he was at this point. So she went to check the kitchen to see what was happening. As she arrived there, she saw that there was a bunch of people crowding around the table. Wendy was wondering what it was, so she went to see what was happening.
To Wendy's dismay, she saw that it was Stan at the table with Clyde on the other side. It appeared that the two boys were having a drinking contest, to see how could take the most shots of Vodka. Wendy looked at Stan and saw that he drank about 14 shots. Stan was about to take his 15th shot, until Clyde gave up and stopped. Stan was the winner and raised his hands up(to the best he could) in being the victor of this match. Unfortunately for Wendy, Stan was too drunk to notice her, and soon the crowd was grabbing on to Stan and lifting him up and walking around. Wendy at this point was just boiling down with pure anger, her boyfriend ditched her at this party, to go play in a drinking contest. Wendy was so angry she didn't know what to do, the only thing that she thought would make sense would be to drink.
So Wendy went to drink about 6 more beers. Wendy was hoping that the alcohol would make her forget about Stan for the night, but it's effect wasn't one Wendy was hoping for. She was feeling dizzy and imbalances, her movements were irregular and her vision wasn't so good. Wendy thought the best thing to do right now was to go upstairs to the washroom and try to wash herself up with a bit of water. As she walked upstairs, she noticed that surprisingly no one was up here trying to use one of the other rooms for sex. Wendy was approaching the washroom until a random stranger was looking at her. Though Wendy's mind was a bit blurred, she could tell this guy was pretty drunk also. Wendy looked at him.
"What do you want" Wendy's speech was a bit slurred.
In an instant, the guy grabbed Wendy and pulled her into one of the rooms, she fought back to try to get away from his grip, though both were drunk, the guy was still stronger than her. He moved Wendy to the bed, and went to move on top of her. Wendy closed her eyes, and was trying all her might to get him off the bed, but it was no use, the guy had overpowered her. Wendy in this instant was expecting the worst... that he was going to have rape her. She still tried to fight back, but it seemed to be hopeless. While waiting for the worst to happen, something else happened. The weight on top of her vanished. Wendy was afraid to ask what happened, so she moved her arm in the air, wondering why the body was gone, her eyes were still closed. She was trying to understand what was happening.
"What the FUCK are you trying to do to that Ho"
At that moment, Wendy was trying to understand what was happening, but that voice, she knew it, especially the way the person said Ho. Wendy took a few seconds to open her eyes again to see what was happening. She opened them slowly, the alcohol was effecting her vision, so she was having a hard time adjusting to seeing who it was. She then saw the guy being grabbed by the shirt to another person. Wendy then slightly turned her head to see who it was. At first she couldn't make it out, but that red sweater, that blue hat, and being called a Ho. She knew it was one person, but she couldn't believe it. To her surprised Cartman was the one to save her from the guy. The guy looked at Cartman, he tried to look tough, but when looking into Cartman's eyes, he knew that Cartman meant business and if he was gonna try something, he might be killed.
"Again, asshole, what the FUCK were you trying to do to that Ho" Cartman said it slowly for the guy to understand while pointing to Wendy to show the guy who the "Ho" was.
"Nothing man, was just trying to have a little fun" he chuckled a bit
Cartman's eyes then boiled with pure anger that the guy was fearing from it.
"I'm kidding man, I'm kidding" the guy was trying to beg for forgiveness.
"Yeah you better, or else" all Cartman had to say to get the guy to leave.
Wendy was now having mixed emotions to what had just happened here, on one hand, she was about to be raped, but on the other Cartman saved her again, she couldn't tell whether she should be scared or freaked out now.
Cartman then looked at Wendy.
"The fuck, don't you hippies know how to control your drinking" Cartman was trying to make the situation a bit easier.
"Cartman..." Wendy said softly and slowly.
"What?"
Wendy was trying to think of something to say to him, but the words weren't coming out of her mouth, and having alcohol in her system wasn't helping.
"Ne-nevermind..."
"Anyway Ho, where the fuck is your pussy ass boyfriend anyway, he's gotta take you home" Cartman showed a bit of concern.
Wendy remained slient when Cartman asked her. Cartman saw in Wendy's eyes looked hurt, that she didn't want to hear anything about him.
Cartman sighed. "Fine then, but let's at least get the fuck outta this house.
Cartman went to pick Wendy up to her feet, to get her walking. As Cartman walked down the stairs with Wendy by his side, he did a little surveillance to see where the fuck Stan was, but he couldn't see him anywhere, but he decided not to waste anymore time and walked outside with Wendy.
"Damn it, I don't got a car, and if I recall your house is kinda far from here."
"Y-yeah" Wendy said slowly.
"Ok Hippie, we'll walk to my house, it's only 20 minutes from here, and I do not need to be walking thing long during the night time, fucking assholes are everywhere during this time.
Cartman and Wendy were walking home together. He was walking right beside her, and could easily tell that she was barely walking straight and was having a hard time doing it too.
"Yo bitch" Cartman said.
"W-what Cartman" she sounded weak.
"Grab on to my arms, you'll be able to mostly walk straight if you have some balance..."
Wendy was not understanding why Cartman was being so helpful, but she didn't want to question his kindness and decided to grabbed on to his arm.
Wendy was walking a lot better now grabbing on to his arm. They were walking at a faster pace. It felt a bit weird for Cartman to have her grab onto his arm, but the feeling was nice, and it made him feel a bit empowered.
As they continued to walk, the weather got colder, Wendy didn't feel it at first, but soon the alcohol was starting to lose it's effect, and soon she was feeling the full brunt of the cold. While walking Cartman could feel her shivering and knew he had to do something.
"Wait Ho" Cartman paused.
Wendy stopped to look at him.
It looked like Cartman was taking off his sweater, his hat, and his gloves. He then put them on Wendy to warm her up. The warmth of Cartman's body heat in his clothing soon heated up Wendy really quick and she soon stopped shivering. They soon went on walking, Wendy still holding on to Cartman's arm. She felt like she needed to say something.
"Eric"
At this moment Cartman froze for a second or two. It had been a while since Wendy called him by his first name, and not a lot of people in South Park called him by Eric, only his mom. The words strike Cartman with the most surprise.
"What is it Ho" he tried to sound calm.
"T-thank you"
Cartman and Wendy resumed walking, but deep down, Cartman felt strange again from what Wendy,
"Thank you" two words he rarely gotten from people, and especially to be said by Wendy was definitely awkward for Cartman. He continued walking because he didn't want to give the suspicion that he was weird out by this. It was about a few minutes after that Cartman responded.
"Whatever,I guess..." Cartman couldn't respond back to that in his own way. He said the only thing that made sense to him.
Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. I found this one rather fun to write even with the way it turned out in the end for them. Again thanks for reading, I really appreciate it.