14- A run down cafe

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"GAH WHAT THE FUCK??" I snarled at him

"Shut up spaz." The other boy laughed as he began destroying the interior of the cafe

What the fuck is going on?? Why are they doing this??

My dads going to kill me...

Before I knew it a sharp pain in my cheek abruptly interrupted my thoughts,

I twitched as I turned my head, the boy was now behind the counter with me,

staring at me with a sinister smile,

I'm starting to get pissed of now

"Get.The.Fuck.Out." I look him dead in the eye, so angry I'm not even twitching anymore

The two boys laughed

"What are you gonna do fag? You're all bones" the boy snickered

That's it, I snapped

I lunged for the boy, immediately we both fall to the floor as I caught him of guard

I landed on top of him and threw punches

one by one,

The other boy began hitting me, I knew my nose was bleeding but I didn't care,

I'm angry now.

I think I'm this angry because I know what my dads going to do to me when he sees the state of the cafe.

I finally got off the boy and let out a exhausted breath

"Get out of my fucking cafe."

Immediately the two boys got up and walked towards the door, obviously screaming names as they left the building

They probably wasn't expecting me to put up a fight.. that seems like a common thing nowadays.

I lean on the counter and look at the ripped up and destroyed items,

I let out a defeated sigh and head to the employees only bit.

Craig's pov

We walked towards the warm cafe,

Tolkien earlier said he was craving raspberry and white chocolate muffins,

So now we're heading to tweeks cafe, as he swears there the best muffins in town,

To be fair I don't find that hard to believe,

Basing the fact my hot chocolate tasted godly.

As we reached the door of the cafe, everyone became silent

What the fuck are they doing, I thought to myself

"Um." Clyde barely spoke

I followed their gaze  to the inside of the cafe,

"Oh shit." I muttered

The once beautiful interior and nicely decorated walls, was now scraps of broken objects,

I open the door and let myself in,

Creek (Craig x Tweek) A soft spot for him..Onde histórias criam vida. Descubra agora