Chapter 31

Wendy kept on walking and walking. She didn't care where she was going as long as she was going somewhere away from Stan. Snow was falling down from the night sky. The snow was colder than usual. Of course, South Park would be snowing now, it always would snow at the worst time. It didn't matter to her though, the icy winds could have done wonders to make Wendy forget what she was feeling now. She walked for hours until she felt like she didn't want to walk anymore. She was wondering where she was. She was looking at the ground the entire time she was walking so she had no idea where she was and was afraid that she might have gone to the ghetto or a place where she didn't belong. As Wendy was checking out where she was, she looked up, shocked at the realization at where she ended.

She was at the front of South Park elementary. Wendy couldn't believe how the school looked the same still after all these years. Wendy had a weak smile in her face, happy to see that nothing changed at the school. While looking at the school, she decided to check the back where the playground was. While walking around there, it too has not changed. The swings, slides, the jungle gym, everything was still there. Wendy was quite amazed that everything was still the same. At least once a month the playground would be destroyed completely and the kids would have to wait for a week before the playground had all it's stuff back. There was one spot that Wendy wanted to check mostly. She walked to the tree near the end of the playground.

As she walked up to it, she saw what she was looking for. On the tree there was a heart drawn on it and inside the heart was two initials, "S.M. + W.T" Looking at it once again brought back Wendy waves of memory of the times when Wendy and Stan were first going out. How happy those days were for Wendy, how in 'love' she was with him. She always pictured him as the man she would get marry with and have kids and live in a fairy tale happy ending type deal. That was not the case at all. She thought about what happened to the two of them, why it came to be that she had to break up with Stan, the one she felt who she was destined with. She slowly moved her hand to touch the heart. It felt warm, like the day when she first carved it with Stan. Once she touched it, her feelings soon took control of her. She went down on her knees and started to cry. She was unable to hold back the emotions she was feeling anymore. She felt like she was crying for hours, her tears dripping to the snow, dampening it. She felt that she was at her weak point now and that she wasn't able to stop. The frigid air made her crying inflict further pain by making her feel colder, but at this point she forgot about the cold and only the pain she could feel. She cried and cried, hoping to drown her emotions away. The winds soon died down and the snow was falling lightly from the sky. She was now able to hear her own sobbing, it didn't help though, it just made her feel more sad, it made her feel weak.

"Figures"

Wendy instantly stopped crying. The voice behind her made her fear for the worst, but somehow the voice was familiar. She got up and spun around quickly to see who this person was. She couldn't see the person, the person was behind the shadows. He took a few steps out of it to reveal himself. To her surprise, the person was Cartman.

"C-Cartman" She was didn't expect to see him. She was wondering if he heard her cry.

"Figures you would cry at the scene of a tree"

She knew that Cartman was trying to be funny right now, but it wasn't working.

Cartman walked closer to her to get a better look at her. She tried her best to hide her face. Even though she tried to, he saw a few remaining tears left in Wendy's eyes and that her cheeks looked very wet.

Cartman took a deep breathe before he said something. "I guess you did it, didn't you..." Cartman knew fully well of what happened between her and Stan.

Her eyes were fully opened after hearing that, fully shocked that Cartman knew that. "H-how did you..."

"I could tell that you weren't happy with Stan at all, that you felt miserable"

Bebe was right, Cartman did knew how she felt. Wendy stood silent. She didn't know what to say anymore.

Cartman sighed. "Damn it Wendy! Why do you got to be such a bitch"

Wendy looked up at Cartman. She couldn't believe that he called her a bitch, of all times. "W-what?" She was utterly confused.

"Crying over for Stan, who never cared about you" Cartman was saying this harshly, like she was a complete idiot.

"T-that's a lie, he did care about me..." She tried her best to defend Stan even during this time.

"Bullshit! You and I both know that"

"During your entire relationship, if you can call it that, you were pretty much his bitch!"

"Shut up Cartman!" The mix of both anger and sadness was tearing Wendy up.

"Face it Wendy, you were pretty much paraded as Stan's trophy bitch"

"Shut the fuck up Cartman!" she was getting furious from what Cartman was saying.

"Don't be an ignorant bitch and just accept it!"

"Lies! Lies! LIES!" She shook her head every time she said that, she didn't want to believe what Cartman was saying. It wasn't true.

"Stop fucking denying it!" Cartman was at full volume when screaming at her.

"Shut up! Shut UP! SHUT UP!" Wendy couldn't stand to hear this anymore. In a split second she turned and punched Cartman directly at the face. It was a few seconds before she realized what she just did. Even though she was seeing it right now, she couldn't believe it. Cartman was still standing still surprisingly. Something was trickling down her fist. It was blood, Cartman's blood. She froze in place, afraid of what she just saw. She's seen Cartman bleed before, hell she was the one who caused him to bleed tons, but this time it was different. She watched the blood move from her fist and soon travelled down to soak her purple jacket. She wanted to move her hand away from Cartman, to stop the flow of his blood soaking her jacket, but she was paralysed to do it. Cartman's hand soon moved and grabbed her hand. Wendy was afraid what was going to happen to her now, Cartman wasn't the type of guy to let a punch hit him without hitting back. She closed her eyes, waiting for Cartman to retaliate. When he grabbed her hands though, it felt strange to her, that he wasn't grabbing it with full force, but rather gently. She opened her eyes slowly, just in time to see that he moved her fist away from his face.

What she saw made her afraid of what damages she caused to Cartman. Majority of his face was covered in blood now, it seemed to have originated from the forehead. Cartman soon opened his eyes, she was afraid that he was going to have a look of hatred or rage in him. Though it was hard to tell with the huge amount of blood that was flowing down his face, she was able to see his eyes. It didn't had the look of anger or hatred that she was expecting, but rather he looked sorrow, Wendy didn't know why exactly he looked like that. Was it because she made him bleed... or was it something much more...

He took his hand and wiped the blood off his face. He looked at it a few moments before tossing the blood onto the snow. It was easier to see Cartman's face now, but it still was bloody. He looked towards Wendy now. Wendy didn't know what to expect now. She was waiting for Cartman to do something.

"Fine Wendy, do whatever you want..." He then walked away from the playground, leaving Wendy alone now there.

She wanted to say something to Cartman before he left but she didn't have the energy to do it. She looked at her hand and saw that she still had some of his blood on her knuckles still. Looking at it intensely, like it was a puzzle.

"God damn it Wendy, it's just blood" she said to herself. It truly was just blood after all, but it was Cartman's blood, and something about it made her feel strange inside.

She then walked back to her house, hoping that her parents weren't home. Luckily they weren't. She took off her jacket, washed the blood stain off the sleeve, and threw it into the washer to fully get rid of the stain. She then went to her bathroom and started to clean the bloodstain off of her hands. It was rather hard since she was walking home with the cold and it easily froze the blood. While scrubbing her knuckles, she felt a sharp pain every time she did. Once she had some of the blood removed, she noticed that there was a discolouration on her knuckles. The punch she threw not only cause pain to Cartman, but also to herself. After scrubbing for ten minutes, she was able to remove the stain. As she watched the blood flow down her drain, she felt her knee trembling, she wasn't for sure why she was.

"Was it because I hurt Cartman?" She thought to herself. Still entirely confused.

She was exhausted at this point, she was physically and emotionally drained after tonight. The break up with Stan, then Cartman, she felt that it was unfair that she had to go through all that tonight. She went to her bed and tried to sleep, in hopes that she can forget what just happened tonight. Wendy was tossing and turning in her bed many times before staying still. Every time she did though, she would always turn her eyes to look at her hand, the one she used to punch Cartman. Wondering how much pain Cartman was feeling. She thought though it couldn't have compared to what she was feeling right now, she hoped.

It truly was no ones night.

Finally, chapter 31 and personally my favourite chapter. Even though it was a really short chapter, this entire scene was the first thing that popped in my head when I wanted to start with this story. And learning that it would take 31 chapters to get there was rather interesting to say the least. Though you may differ on what your favourite chapter may be.

As always, thanks again for reading and hoped you enjoyed