You Have to Choose (Part 2): Stan Marsh x Reader

Chapter Eleven

~Time Skip~

*Stan's P.O.V.*

I went to school over the next couple of weeks a changed man.  I was no longer sad and moping.  My mood swings and easy irritation was gone.  Everything was good.  Life was good until Wendy came to talk to me.

"Stan, we need to talk," she said in a serious tone.  We walked off to the side, "What's up?"

"I missed my last period," she explained.

"How am I supposed to help you?  We aren't even in the same fifth period," I replied.

"Not that period," she rolled her eyes.

I gave her a confused look..

""Period.  As in, I didn't bleed out of my vagina this month," she snapped.

"Oh," I commented until it clicked. "OH!  Are you serious?'

"No, I'm totally kidding," she replied in a sarcastic tone.

"Have you taken a test?" I asked.

"Not yet, I will after school," she explained.

"Are you sure I am the father if you are- well you know?" I questioned.

"Well, that's the tricky part," she commented.  "There is a possibility of three guys."

"THREE?!" I asked in a louder tone.

She quickly hushed me, "Token and Greg are the other two."

"It's not me.  I pulled out," I stated.

"I was a pull out baby," she commented.

"Fuck," I mumbled.  "When did you and Token bang?"

"We were at Bebe's party and were really wasted," she replied.

"Does Nicole know?" I asked.

"No, and she can't" she panicked.

"She's going to know if the baby is his," I responded.

"I just don't want Greg to find out," she teared up.

I gulped, "Don't worry, we'll figure something out."

I slowly hugged her as she let out small cries.

*Your P.O.V.*

I was walking to class with Nicole when I saw Stan int he corner hugging Wendy.

"Nicole, do you see that?" I asked her.

"Is that Stan and Wendy?" she squinted her eyes.

"I think so.  What do you think is up?" I asked.

"I'm not sure," she replied.

"You don't think he's cheating, do you?" I asked.

"It's unlikely, but she did still like him when they broke up," Nicole answered.

The thought made my stomach hurt.

He wouldn't do the, right?  Of course he would.  He did it to her with me.

I took a deep breath, "I'll deal with it later."