Chapter 32

The next day at school was hard for Wendy. She hadn't fully recovered from what happened last night. She was tired from not getting enough sleep, her mind wasn't with her that day, and it was still occupied with the thoughts of that night. The fact that she might have to face Stan or Cartman that day was making this more stressful than it needed to be. Wendy did her best to avoid both of them, took alternate paths to her classes, ones that were not connected to either of their classes. She would walk inside the crowd, using it to blend in and hide. She went to her classes, hoping that it would be a good distraction for her. Sadly, it did not work for her. Every time she would try to answer a question in front of her, visions of the night kept reappearing. She sighed, she soon knew that she wasn't going to be forgetting it anytime soon...

It was lunch time and Wendy went to her table. She sat there for a moment until Bebe arrived. When Bebe got there, she looked happy and excited as usual. Wendy was jealous of Bebe right now, wishing she could feel like that right now, instead of the emotional pain she was feeling.

"Hey Wendy" Bebe was cheerful. She was until she saw Wendy's face. Wendy looked so sad and down, like she was told that she was going to die today. Bebe knew full well what happened. She took her seat right beside her friend, wanting to comfort her.

"I'm sorry Wendy..." Bebe laid a hand behind Wendy's back, trying to make her feel a bit better.

"Me too..." Wendy said, she sounded so defeated.

Bebe wanted to help Wendy out, but she didn't know what to do. Bebe has been in relationships in the past, but none were as serious as Wendy until she was with Kenny.

While trying to comfort Wendy, Bebe noticed a discolouration on Wendy's knuckles.

"Wendy are you ok?"

"Well Bebe... bad choice of words there..." feeling that the question was rather stupid.

"Oh... sorry about that Wendy, but I meant your hand"

Wendy turned her head over to see the discolouration on her knuckles, she almost forgot about it. "Oh that... it's fine, I'd just had an accident..."

Bebe found that a bit weird. "An accident that cause your knuckles to bruise? Not for sure that really happens, Wendy" she found what Wendy said to be a bit preposterous.

"Trust me Bebe, it's fine"

Bebe sighed. "Alright then Wendy, if you say so" Bebe knew full well that it was no accident, but she felt that she shouldn't bother with Wendy about that bruise now.

Stan was feeling even worst than Wendy. He felt like everything in his life was going down to shit now. He lost his best friend on accordance to his actions, he lost his girlfriend because she said "She hasn't been happy for a long time since she's been with him", his friends weren't talking to him anymore after what he did to Kyle. The day was miserable for him. He walked the hall, emotionless, he wasn't the cheerful guy he was, he wasn't the fun and reliable guy he once was, he wasn't the reasonable person anymore. He didn't know what he was now and felt like he never will be any of those again.

When Stan went to class, he turned over to look at Kyle. He saw that Kyle looked sad and depressed, just as much as he was. Stan thought over the feelings the two were experiencing right now. The feeling of despair, anguish, betrayal. Stan looked over at Rebecca. The girl was not one to have many emotions, but he could tell that Rebecca was also hurting. It must have been tough on her. To have such strong feelings towards Kyle, and to have it be shattered in one night due to deception, lies and hate. Stan wished that he never lied to Rebecca, wished that he never lied to Wendy, wished that he could have gone back in time, and told Kyle, what Rebecca wanted him to tell Kyle, wished that no one was feeling the same pain as he was right now.

Stan went to the cafe and sat down. He turned his head to look at Wendy's usual table. He saw that she too, felt just as bad as he did. He also saw that Bebe was there, trying to comfort her. Stan was jealous of Wendy right now, he wished that Kenny, hell even Cartman was there to make him feel better. He felt that Wendy was lucky, to have someone there to help you out in this situation.

The next week went by the same way, everybody felt like life was against them. During the week, Bebe was there, everyday trying to make Wendy feel better. Although it wasn't working, Wendy felt a bit happy by the fact that Bebe was trying her best to make her feel better. Something was strange about the week. Wendy hadn't seen Cartman at all. She was trying to avoid him, still, but somewhere in her mind, she wanted to see him. She wondered if Cartman's disappearance was due to the punch she gave him. Wendy knew that Cartman was a strong person, but that amount of blood loss couldn't have been easy for him at all. She was starting to worry if she had put Cartman's life in any danger. She would have never forgiven herself if she did...

Wendy was exiting her classroom, when she saw that Bebe was walking towards her.

"Hi Bebe" she tried to sound as cheerful as possible, she wanted Bebe not to be so worried about her.

"Wendy, have you seen Kenny?"

"No"

"Ok then, it's just I haven't seen or heard from Kenny from the past week..." Bebe looked a bit worried now.

Wendy found it weird that the when she noticed that Cartman was gone, so was Kenny. She was starting to wonder if they were connected.

"I'm sure he's fine, Bebe" Wendy was trying to make Bebe feel better, after all the time Bebe was trying to help her.

Bebe smiled, she felt reassured from Wendy. "Thanks Wendy"

Wendy, also smiled for the first time in a week, she was happy to see that she made Bebe feel better.

After school, Wendy was walking, but she wasn't walking to her home though. She was walking to Cartman's house. Her plan was to check and see if Kenny was there or not, so she can for sure tell Bebe that he's ok. That was what Wendy kept telling herself, that she was there to see if Kenny was alright and nothing else, but deep down, there was another person she wanted to see, Cartman. Every step towards his house soon became tougher and tougher. Her palms and feet were sweating just thinking about it. Every step forward meant a step closer to Cartman and it pained her to think like that. She was afraid to see Cartman, scared of what he might say to her, what he might try to plan against her. As much as she feared of seeing Cartman again, she did owe him an apology for what she did to him. He didn't deserve that, even if he was being a dick.

She soon arrived at Cartman's house, to her disbelief. She took a deep breaths before going knocking on the door, she was prepared in case it was Cartman. She knocked on the door. It was silent for a minute, wondering if anyone was at home. Wendy was about to leave when she saw the door opened. To her delight, it was Kenny.

"Oh, hey Wendy, didn't expect you to come here"

"Hi Kenny" She scanned the little creak between Kenny and the door to see if Cartman was in the living room. "I came to see if you were ok"

"Sounds reasonable, but why?" It sounded a bit odd to Kenny that she would just come all the way here to see if he was "ok"

"Well, Bebe was worried about you since she hasn't seen or heard from you in a week"

"Oh shit... sorry about that Wendy. Tell Bebe that I'm fine, I've just been busy for the past week, so that's why I wasn't able to talk to her"

"Ok then" She was glad to see that Kenny was fine.

"Um Kenny"

"Yeah?"

"I-is Cartman home?" Wendy tried her best to sound as calm as possible when she mentioned his name.

"No, he went out for a bit" he told her.

"Oh... ok" She felt disappointed, she kinda of wanted to see him.

Kenny saw that Wendy's knuckles were bruised. He started to have a grin on his face "From the looks of it Wendy, I see you were the one who punched Cartman"

Wendy stood straight for a moment, she saw that the blond boy was looking at her hands right now, she instantly covered it up, or tried to at least.

"I knew you were the one to do it" Kenny chuckled a bit.

"How?" Wendy was confused by how he knew.

"Simple Wendy, there is no one that would have had the balls to punch Cartman like that, not even Kyle. Ok, maybe Kyle might have, but he wouldn't have lived after"

"Oh..." She found Kenny's reason to be fairly strange.

"Though I didn't know you had that much strength to cause such damage to Cartman. I'm rather impressed Wendy" He smiled at the Raven-Haired girl.

As much as Kenny was praising Wendy's strength, it made her feel even worst now for punching him.

Kenny saw that Wendy was looking depressed now, he knew he said something wrong. "Shit... Wendy, I'm sorry for how I said it. I guess it doesn't make you feel better knowing that you caused some damage to Cartman..."

"Yeah, it doesn't" She said sadly.

"Kenny?"

"Yeah, Wendy?"

"Was that why you were busy for a week? Were you helping Cartman?"

Kenny nodded. "Pretty much. When he first came in, me and his mom were pretty shocked at what we saw. Cartman was bleeding pretty bad. We washed and clean him up. We asked who did it, but he said that he tripped. His mom and I knew full well that he was bullshitting, but taking care of him first was top priority. After we fixed him up, he rested for the night. His mom felt like we should have called the police but I convinced her that we shouldn't"

Wendy was feeling so terrible now, she caused Ms. Cartman to worry about her son like that.

"After the night, he tried to do his regular routine but that wasn't happening anytime soon. He was dizzy, he was barely able to walk straight. Cartman's mom wanted to stay home and watch over him until he recovered, but I insisted that she still goes to work, while I take care of him, it was the least I could do to repay her"

"After a week of rest, he was back on his feet"

Wendy let out a breath of comfort, she was glad to see that Cartman was fine. "I'm happy to see that he's doing alright"

"I better get going Kenny, I need to tell Bebe that you're ok"

"Alright then, see you later at school"

"Bye"

She then went walking back to her home. Wendy still felt sadden by how much damage she caused to Cartman. Kenny said he'd recovered, which meant that he would go back to school. Which was great for Wendy because there she would be able to apologize to Cartman. Wendy was now thinking of what to say when she met Cartman back in school. She was planing on just an apology, but an ordinary one wouldn't probably work on him. She thought that maybe she should make some sweets to make the apology worth it for him. While walking, Wendy looked up at the sky, she noticed that there was a lot of clouds forming up. It looked like it was going to be raining soon.

As Wendy was walking back to her house, something grabbed her mouth. Instantly the girl tried to scream but it was not able to get out. She then noticed that it was a hand, but before she was able to think of anything else, she was being dragged into an alley way now. She tried to break the grip by kicking and punching the best she could, but it didn't work. Wendy was soon pinned to a wall, afraid of what was going to happen next. She had her eyes closed the entire time, scared of what she might have seen.

"Well, long time no see" the person said.

She shivered as she heard this voice, cruel and painful the voice was, but it sounded familiar to her, she knew she heard this voice before. She opened her eyes, she was scared to see who it was. She couldn't believe who it was. It was the guy from Clyde's party, the one that tried to rape her.

"And I believe you know another certain person here with us now"

Another guy was with him, this was looking terrible for Wendy. A figure soon appeared, at first Wendy had a hard time identifying who it was due to the darkness in the alley, even though it was day time. Once she focused on the figure she knew who it was, it was the Foley kid from before, who antagonized her at the hallway.

"Didn't expect to see me, did you bitch!" He said with a wide smirk.

She somewhat suspected that he might have came, but she never wanted to see the two of them ever again.

"Well guess what"

Wendy was afraid to hear what he was going to say.

"You still owe me from that party at Clyde's place!" He laughed viciously.

She knew what he meant by that. She was afraid for the worst now.

The guy and the Foley kid soon pinned Wendy to the ground. The Foley kid pinned her down, while covering her mouth so she wouldn't scream. While the guy from the party, was taking off her purple jacket. Wendy tried to scream and squirm out of it, but the strength of the two guys was too strong for her. Feeling all hopeless now, she awaited the worst. Wendy was starting to cry.

The guy stopped for a second and looked at Wendy teary eyes. He grabbed her cheeks. "Don't worry, you'll enjoy it" he said with a cruel and sadistic tone.

As he got her jacket off, he was about to take her shirt off, but something hit him in the back of the head. The guy stopped for a moment, wondering what just hit him. He then touched the back of his head to see that it was a snowball.

"The fuck?" The guy was confused now.

Wendy saw the guy stop now, she was wondering what was happening.

"Yo Jordan what happened?" The Foley kid said.

"Don't know man... a fucking snow ball just hit me"

"A snowba..." Before the Foley kid was able to answer, he too, was hit by a snowball to the face.

"What the fuck?" The Foley kid was totally confused also. He got up from the confusion, to wipe his face off. Wendy soon wasn't pinned by the either of them, she wanted to make a break for it, but the two of them were still in front of her.

"Assholes!" a loud voice came.

It came from the distance, the two of the boys was wondering who it was. Wendy couldn't believe it, this voice, it couldn't possibly mean...

Cartman soon emerged into the alleyway. The two guys were shocked to see Cartman was there once again. The two were scared of seeing Cartman now. His towering figure in the hallway created an intense pressure right now.

"Fuck, it's him!" Jordan said, freaked out by seeing him.

"This fucking prick! Every time..." The Foley kid was purely angry now, after remembering what he did to him.

Wendy was silent now, all she was doing now was watching.

Cartman walked in closer to the two guys. Jordan got up on his feet, while the Foley kid was watching Cartman.

"What the FUCK are you two SHITHEADS doing now!" The four of them knew it was a rhetorical question. Cartman was fully aware of what was going to happen.

The two knew they were fucked now, if they didn't do something, Cartman would have called the police on them.

"Jordan, we got to take care of him now!"

Jordan looked at the Foley kid.

"John are you shitting me?" Jordan knew that Cartman was tough, and seemed like a decent fighter.

"Dude, there's two of us you dipshit!"

"Shit your right" somehow he forgot that part.

Without hesitation, the two of them soon charged at Cartman, ready to fight him. Cartman was fully prepared for this. Jordan threw the first punch, Cartman easily side stepped that and delivered a mighty blow to Jordan in the face, it knocked him in the air and he crashed near where Wendy was. John soon was throwing punches to Cartman at a fast succession, but Cartman dodged each and everyone of those punches. It made John angry, how Cartman was easily evading his fastest punches. In his fury, he threw a heavy punch at Cartman, the punch though made John lose his balance for just a second, Cartman saw this opportunity and kicked him which made him bounce to the wall. Jordan was on the ground now, knowing he couldn't win in a fair fight (which was rather stupid since it was already a two versus one match), he searched for something to use as a weapon against Cartman. He soon found a empty bottle, the perfect weapon. He picked it up. Wendy saw that and knew was going to charge and hit Cartman with it. She then got up and ran to Jordan, wrapping her arms around his waist, trying to prevent him from moving.

"Get off me you bitch!" He tried to wiggle out of his way, but it didn't work. She held on to him tightly, hoping to stop him completely.

He soon turned and elbow Wendy in the face, knocking her onto the ground now.

Cartman turned and just saw that Wendy was just elbowed. His rage soon soar to a new level.

"YOU FUCKER, HOW DARE YOU!" Cartman sprinted towards Jordan now.

Jordan, just now realized that Cartman was going to come after him. He tried to get position himself to where he could block Cartman, but in a split second after Cartman said that, he was kneed by Cartman. The knee went straight to his gut. Jordan's face was in shock, his eyes rolled back. He was feeling the intense pain now and then he spat out blood. He dropped down after the kneeing and was unconscious. Cartman ran over to Wendy.

"Wendy!" Cartman got on his knee and lifted her slightly off the ground.

Wendy looked at Cartman, his face was with concern, he truly was worried about her. She smiled at him, thanking God for sending him to save her. Wendy was about to say something when she saw Cartman's facial expression changed. His face showed a sharp pain. Cartman turned his head around to see that John was behind him. He had a smirk on his face, the biggest one Cartman has ever seen in his life. He was holding something, Cartman looked down to see that he had a switchblade, and it went into Cartman's left leg. Cartman dropped Wendy down, he was wincing in the pain now. John dragged Cartman off to the middle of the alleyway. John went over Cartman, and started to punch him in the face. He kept punching Cartman over and over. Cartman's face soon started to look like a bloody pulp. As Wendy watched helplessly, it looked like the punch was going through a replay over and over again. The pain was nothing Cartman couldn't handle, unfortunately physically, his body said otherwise.

After about forty punches to the face, John grabbed Cartman by the jacket and pulled Cartman closer to his face.

"So asshole, any last words before I finish you off!" John knew that Cartman wouldn't be able to take much more hits.

"Y-yeah"

Cartman paused for a few seconds before saying something. "I... FUCKING... HATE... YOU... GOD DAMN GINGERS!" He screamed at the top of his lungs.

Wendy couldn't believe he said that at a time like this.

Cartman then spat on John's face, the bloody spit from Cartman stunned John, as he tried to wipe his eyes off. Cartman took this chance of vulnerability. Cartman stood up, even with the knife in his left leg, he got all his strength within and was able to stand up. He then grabbed John by the hair, and with all his strength, Cartman smashed John's face to the wall. The impact was so strong that it made a crater in the wall. John was bleeding and was knocked out. Cartman won the fight against the two of them, but he had no energy left after that. Cartman was falling backwards now. Seeing that he was falling, Wendy then sprinted towards Cartman and caught him before he landed on the ground.

Wendy was horrified to see what had happen to Cartman, his face was so badly beaten, that she almost couldn't recognize him. Wendy was crying again, horrified to see what had happened to Cartman due to her. The tears were dropping towards Cartman's face now.

"W-w-why Cartman...?" Wendy wanted, NO, she needed to know why Cartman did this, why he saved her, even after what she did to him.

Cartman looked up at the girl, he saw that there was a bruise on Wendy's cheek. He slowly moved his hands to the bruised cheek.

His hand was now on her cheek. His hand felt warm, it was caressing her cheek as she sat there, holding onto him. His blood now was on her cheeks. She couldn't believe him now, he was more concern about her than himself at this point.

Although it was hard to tell, Cartman was wearing a grin on his face. "Damn... Hippies..." he said in a rather soothing tone. She couldn't believe how Cartman reacted to this entire situation.

Cartman's hand soon dropped from her cheeks, and fell down lifelessly. Cartman's eyes were closed now, she feared for the worst.

"Cartman"

There was no response.

"Cartman!"

Again nothing

"CARTMAN!"

Her tears were now cascading towards him, but it wasn't alone. The sky soon had a thunderous roar and it started to rain. The rain was soon hitting the two of them. Washing away the blood that was on Cartman's face, his blood flowing pass anything in its path and went to the sewers. She sat there crying, crying for Cartman. She looked at his face, her tears still falling from her cheeks. She slowly touched his badly beaten face. She was afraid about how it felt, the bruises and swelling. As she touched his face, her mind kept saying one thing to her. That she had just lost the most important person in her life...

Didn't expect this happen, did ya? Sorry about what happened Cartman and Wendy, but eh, it was bound to happen (Alright, not really but still) This was a heavily packed chapter, I think, again, you decide if it was.

As always, thanks again for reading and hoped you enjoyed this chapter.