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

Chapter Fourteen

~Time Skip~

*Your P.O.V.*

It was December 1st when I got a phone call from Nicole.

"Hey, what's up?" I answered.

"I can't do this," she cried on the other end.

My chipper attitude quickly left, "Hey, what's wrong?"

"The baby," she sobbed.  "It's not Stan's.  It's Token's."

My heart stopped, "I'll be over in five.

I put my shoes on and drove to her house.  When I got there, Nicole was a mess. She opened the door, and I engulfed her in a hug.

"Let's go talk," I suggested as I lead her back inside.  "Okay, so can you tell me what happened?"

She let out a cry.

"Deep breaths," I conforted her.

"Wendy.  The baby.  Stan's not the dad.  Token is," she thought allowed.

"How do they know?' I asked.

Her cries stopped, and she stared at me, "Are you fucking serious?"

"I'm sorry, dumb question.  Was he the one who told you?" I asked.

"No, Bebe told me.  She explained that they hooked up as a party," Nicole sobbed.  "Why wouldn't he tell me?"

"He just didn't want you to get mad.  He was drunk and was thinking with the wrong head," I explained.

"I can't do this.  I can't be with him," she bawled.  "Token never drinks.  Then he does, and he gets a girl fucking pregnant.  Was I not good enough?"

I took a hard swallow, "You are better than good enough.  Dump his ass.  We don't need guys."

"I'm calling him," she announced.

She grabbed my hand for support and I gave her a reassuring smile.  She dialed the number and put it on speaker.

"Hello?" Token picked up.

"Token!" Nicole yelled.  "How could you not tell me?"

"Nicole, I'm sorry.  I-I just got scared when Wendy's parents called mine-"

"You didn't even tell me you had sex," she cried.

"I didn't know how to.  It ment nothing, you know-"

"Ment nothing?" she let out a laugh.  "Tell that to your kid."

Nicole hung up the phone and collapsed onto me.

"How about we watch some Disney movies?" I suggested.

She gave me a nopd before prying herself off of me.