Chapter 2: Suspect

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Kyle's P.O.V

"Why do you think it's Cartman?" Wendy asked, staring at me.

"He wants everyone to know that he lost his virginity to a girl." I explained, glancing over towards Stan. He stood at the door, as if guarding it.

"Well, let's go." He led us to the boy's dorm, finally stopping at the room Cartman and Butters shared.

The blonde answered. "Hello?"

Wendy stepped in front of me, leaning into the boy's face. "Get that dick out here. He knows what he did."

"Uh, E-Eric?" Butters said, turning to the couch and twiddling his thumbs nervously.

Cartman glared at us, biting into a chip and wiping the crumbs off of his shirt. "Hey bitch."

I pushed ahead, grabbing the overweight little shit by the collar, hoisting him into the air and dragging him into the hallway. His room mate didn't object, instead smiling and closing the door politely.

Once we were alone, Stan shoved him into the wall, pinning him in place like a thumbtack on a bulletin board.

"You better tell us everything, right fucking now." He said through gritted teeth.

"Alright, alright..." The brunette put both hands up, as if he was surrendering. "Yes, it was me."

"Why would you do this?" I asked, crossing my arms.

"She asked for it." He replied with a nasty smirk.

"What?! You think I want to be called a WHORE?!" Wendy screamed, preparing to punch him.

"You?" Cartman burst into a fit of giggles. "I was talking about Stan's sister!"

"My sister? What does she have to do with this?!" Stan said, raising an eyebrow.

"I'm the one that broke her heart! Are you satisfied?" The fatass shook his head and walked back to his room out of frustration. Before shutting the door, he peeked out with a frown. "Now leave me alone, fuckin' hippies."

I looked over towards Stan. His mouth was open in shock and confusion.

"That dick..." He muttered, eyes still focused on the wall.

"Wait, if it wasn't him, then who else could it be?" Wendy said, rubbing her elbow with anticipation.

Unable to think of anything, I shrugged. "Maybe some questions are better left unanswered."

"But I need to know..." She stared at me, tears glistening in her eyes.

"Who else did you tell?" Her boyfriend whispered, finally snapping out of his daze.

Her pupils widened in realization.

"...Bebe."

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