South Park Preferences and Imagines

22. Cheating! Stan Marsh Imagine

***A continuation of the He Sees You Cry chapter

"St-Stan..." Stan didn't know why he did it. He just knew that he was having a conversation with Red while he was in study hall with her. And they were alone to finish packing up, not even a teacher was in the room. So he found himself leaning in, Red found herself leaning in, and they're lips met. He couldn't deny it, Red was a good kisser. Stan felt a twinge in his stomach, he didn't know if it was good or bad. But soon enough, [Y/N] walked in because the universe loved her and she forgot her calculator.

"[Y-Y/N]!" Stan stammered, he couldn't bring himself to care that he was blushing as tears ran down her cheeks.

"And, Red?" She turned to her friend, a friend whom she had trusted. Red looked down and looked close to tears herself. She knew that she had messed up and that she had hurt [Y/N], one of the only good things South Park has.

"I... I can't believe this. My friend and my boyfriend? How long has this been going on?" [Y/N]'s voice cracked; she furiously wiped at her eyes and breathed in deeply, then exhaled.

"Actually, no. Stan, we-we're done... And, Red, I don't think I'll be able to trust you again." Red whimpered slightly, feeling guilt burrow into her stomach.

"Wait, [Y/N], you don't understand." Stan said, he went up to her and pleaded.

"I understand, Stan, I'll just leave you two to it." Stan never regretted anything as badly as he did at that moment. Not only had he messed up badly, but he didn't even make an attempt to go after her.

The next day was rough for Stan and Red. Like it or not, [Y/N] was well known at South Park High School, she had friends who backed her up. And news like this would spread like wildfire, along with rumors.

"Stan cheated on [Y/N]!"

"I heard he kissed Red in the study hall room!"

"I heard that they've been going behind [Y/N]'s back for months!" That was all [Y/N] heard all day. You would think she would get satisfaction from more than half of the school siding with her, but all she felt was pain. She didn't want to be reminded of what Stan and Red did. She didn't bother to reply to the rumors, nor correct the ones that were wrong. [Y/N] just wanted something big to happen so all of the attention was off of her.

At lunch, it only got worse. [Y/N] couldn't handle all of the looks of pity, all of the apologetic pleads from Red, and the glances from Stan. She broke down and cried. [Y/N] couldn't give two flying fucks on who heard her and who wanted to gossip some more on her love life. She just wanted to let it all out.

"Oh, [Y/N]." As an ex of Stanley Marsh, Wendy knew how much it hurt when Stan messed up. Nobody really knew how badly Stan could hurt people, intentionally or not. But the unintentional ones were the worst.

"This sucks ass." [Y/N] sobbed, Bebe growled.

"Ugh, that's it! I'm gonna kill them! It's not even like you ever even did anything! Ooh-! When I get my hands on those two-timing pieces of-AGH!" Bebe yelled in fury.

"Bebe, your hormones are showing." [Y/N] attempted to joke, but only succeeded in showing how raspy her voice has become.

"Ugh, I'm not the one who should be getting angry. I'm sorry." Bebe apologized, [Y/N] nodded and tried for a smile. Bebe then glared at Red, who was sitting alone nearby the hallway. She could see the spitballs stuck to her hair and the miserable expression on her face. Everyone practically knew Red was sorry, she had said it repeatedly. It's just that the South Park teenagers loved drama, they wanted any form of drama to take advantage of and to have something to gossip and tease about.