Unravel (Creek)

Chapter 3

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It was lunch time, but Tweek decided to ditch lunch and hide in the boys bathroom. His heart was pounding, and he felt like the weight of his surrounding was crushing him. He locked the door to the bathroom stall and sat on the toilet. His face pressed against his bag as he tried to gather his thoughts and pick his heart off the floor.
Over the course of the summer, he probably heard from Craig, say 10 times, each time the conversation was short. Craig simply checking in on him and Tweek whenever he gathered the courage he would text Craig to see how he was doing. Still, the conversation was short. Never long enough for him to go into details. Not that Tweek was even sure he would tell him anyway. Tweek was sure he would talk to Clyde and Token about those things. Was it true? Was Craig and Jessie together? Did they hook up? Would he tell me? Tweek thought.
The thought of Craig kissing anyone sent river of needles through Tweek's veins. At this point his face was soaked with tears, and he cried 'till his eyes burned.
Tweek jumped when his phone vibrated in his bag, when he checked the message it was from Craig.
"Where are you?" The message read.
Tweek didn't reply. Tweek was so embarrassed for even being upset, after all they were fake dating.
"Tweek!!" Another message read.
Tweek wipes his face and messaged him back.
'I decided to skip lunch.' He replied.
'Why? Where are you?!' Craig replied.
'Library' Tweek lied.
'Why?' Tweek can imagine Craig's face at the moment, his eyebrows scrunch in disgust with the thought of library.
'Looking for spark notes for English.' Tweek lied again.
'Ok, do you want me to meet you?' Craig asked.
'No, enjoy lunch for me,' Tweek replied slowly. The last thing he wanted was for Craig to see how hurt he was. Craig would never let him hear the end of it. When it seemed as if Craig had given up, Tweek buried his face in his backpack while flicking the fidget spinner with his hand that was dangling.
When the bell rang, Tweek washed his face, put on his backpack and walked out of the boys bathroom. The halls were filled with groups of chattering students, most he had grown up with all of his life, other he has never seen before. As Tweek walked to his locker, no one noticed him. Normally he wouldn't care but something about today bothered him. He felt alone.
He exchanged his books, closed his locker and when he turned around Craig was standing silently behind him. Startled, Tweek backed into his locker loudly.
"Craig, hey!" Tweek said anxious.
"So where were you?" Craig asked, in a calm tone.
Tweek who was looking down glances up at Craig and could see that he was upset. Which made Tweek carefully choose his next words.
"Wa-what do you mean?" Tweek asked.
"You said you were at the library and you weren't. Where were you?"
Tweek was about to reply when he noticed Jessie turned the corner and then stopping dead in her track when she saw Craig with Tweek. Craig had his back turned to her so he couldn't see her. She froze for a second, with this distressed look on her face before awkwardly turning and going back the way she came. Tweek stopped twitching, for the first time all day anger gaining control of him. He couldn't hide it and Craig saw and followed Tweek's eyes to see what he was look at and noticed jessie as she turn around. When Tweek turned back to Craig, he noticed how uncomfortable Craig had became. Craig expression confirmed what the girls had said. For the first time Craig looked lost in his emotions.
"I'll walk you to class, " Craig said, in a low tone.
"You, you don't have to," Tweek said, stepping aside and walking around him.
"Babe, I am not asking," he said grabbing his hand and pulling him long.
His hand was so soft, Tweek thought wanting to massage them.
"Craig, Tweek hold up!" Stan said running up to them from behind.
"What?" Craig said in his monotone voice.
"The guys are signing up for baseball, you guys in?" Stan asked.
Craig turned to Tweek as if he'd only sign up if Tweek did.
"Sure!" Tweek blurted.
Stan turned to Craig for an answer, Craig sighed and only nodded.
"Tryouts are after school, hopefully our original team makes the team — Wendy hold on!"
"Not talking to you right now, Stan!" Wendy hissed as she continued to walk past him.
"Ahh come on!" Stan whined.
"Hey Tweek, hey Craig!" Wendy said as she walked by with her original clicke. The girls blushed as they were passing the boys.
There was a time Wendy was all Tweek could think about. I guess he had a thing for tall people with dark hair, pale skin and bright eyes. Wendy definitely blossom over the years. If there were a list for the girls, Wendy, Heidi, Nichole, Red and Jessie would be the top five.

Craig continued to tug on Tweek's hand 'till they got to his class. Craig pulled out bottle of water and half of his sandwich and gave it to him and walked away.
"Thanks," Tweek whispered as he watch what was possibly the love of his life walk away. Tweek stood there 'till Craig disappeared.
"Your boyfriend is gone, now would you mind moving the fuck out the way?"
Tweek was startled but not because he was afraid but because it was unexpected. Tweek turned around and stared down the boy he has never seen before. No thanks to high school, it wasn't just his school but kids from different middle school. The boy a little taller than him, with brown hair and blue eyes. Behind him were his group of friends looking rather irritated
"Are you checking me out?" The boy said in a joking way but it was hard to tell by his serious expression.
"Not my type," Tweek replied.
As Tweek turned around to enter the class, he felt a tug at his backpack Tweek turned around not sure who touch him but pushed the boy with the brown hair since he was the closest to him.
"Don't fucking touch me!" Tweek snapped, the boy dropped his bag and punched Tweek in the face. Tweek lost it. The anger he felt building erupted and he found himself on the floor punching the kid, his friend finally jumped in and Tweek was no match for all of them. He could hear the teacher screaming stop but they wouldn't let up, then Kenny, Jason and Butters came out of nowhere and managed to fight the boys off. Tweek wiped his face several times, but his nose would not stop bleeding.
"Are you ok?" Kenny asked, surprise at what was going on.
"Y-yeah," Tweek groan in pain when he touched his nose.
"You don't look good, but you look better than him." Butters said turning to the boy whose eye was swollen.
"Boys, follow me to the principal's office now!" yelled a security guard.