-this december-

-chapter 31-

december 6th
wendyl pov

bebe laughs at a joke i made, her hair bouncing and her cheeks flushing. heat rises to my cheeks.

we're walking, in no particular direction. just around, i guess.

my hand brushes her's and i pull away fast, feeling like i just got burned. "sorry," i mumble.

"s'okay," she responds. i always act weird around her. not like how i usually do. nicole and red have pointed it out before.

"so, um, did you hear about stan and kyle?" i ask, desperate to talk about something.

"no?"

"they're together now. i guess one good thing came from the whole coonstagram disaster," i joke. she smiles faintly. shit. was that a wrong call?

"sorry, i shouldn't have-"

"no, no. it's fine. i just-," she sighs. "i feel bad about it, you know. i feel like we could be doing more or something."

"yeah," i nod. "i get it. there's nothing really we can do. i mean, whoever's doing this is leaving no trace whatsoever and is tearing everyone apart so they can't work together!"

"yeah, it's frustrating. i'm just glad we-"

"NO!"

we both freeze.

"who was that?" i ask nervously.

"i-i don't know," bebe responds, moving closer to me. i'm sure i'm bright red right now, thank god for the darkness.

"please, stop. please," a voice near us begs. there's an alleyway just in front of us, that's where the voice seems to be coming from.

"let's go check it out," i motion towards the alley. "pull out your phone and record in case anything happens."

bebe nods and complies. she begins to film, and we creep forward, slowly. rounding the corner we find-

cartman.

pinning heidi against a wall. she crying and whimpering.

"c'mon, heidi," he says. "don't be a bitch. you know you like me. i didn't even hack your account!" what?! was he behind this?

"please, don't, eric!" she cries, trying to shove him away.

he scoffs. "you fucking slut." he grabs her.

"HEY!" i can finally think to speak. i move forward, shoving him to the ground easily. "hey your filthy fucking hands off her," i jab my finger at him.

"w-wendy?" he stutters, confused and scared.

"it's wendyl," i hiss.

"whatever," he mutters, rolling his eyes.

bebe is helping heidi get to her feet, supporting her on her shoulder. "say hi to the camera, dick," she says, pointing her phone directly at him. the flashlight illuminates his fear. he knows he's been found out.

-

"i can't fucking believe it!" bebe shouts. we're at her place again, parents gone.

"i can," i respond, equally mad. we sent the video to everyone in our contacts, explaining what happened. heidi got back home safely and somewhat doing better. i feel so bad for her.

"i knew he was awful, but jesus," she mutters, sitting down on her bed beside me.

"i know," i reach for her hand to calm her. she smiles at me, rubbing her thumb against the back of my hand. i look down quickly, blushing again.

"i don't know what we should do know," she mumbles. we could kiss, a stupid part of me thinks. again, i act like a total idiot around her. 

"huh?" bebe asks. "w-what did you say?"

oh, jesus christ. i said that out loud, didn't i? i'm so stupid. all the a+'s in the world will never make up for this.

"d-did you say we could...kiss?" i look up at her. her face is bright red, and i'm sure mine is too.

"uhm," i can't think of anything to say.

"d-do you want to?" she brings her hand up to my cheek, barely grazing my skin.

"uh, sure?" 

she nods tentatively, leaning in slightly. i clasp my hands on her shoulders, fighting the urge to pull away and run out of her house.

she leans in further and oh my god, she's kissing me.

she's just...i don't know. perfect?

we pull away, a look of panic on her face. "oh my god, i'm so sorry. i shouldn't have done that, oh my god. with everything that's going on, i mean-"

"hey," i grab her hand again. "it's ok. i said yes, so its fine. we'll deal with it together. right?"

"yeah, together." she smiles.

i smile back.