Word count: 926
Trigger warning: mention of self-harm
Token's POV
For all we know, that twitchy blonde kid kidnapped him. He hasn't told anyone where he is in about an hour, and we're starting to get worried. At this point, Cartman's gang left, but it's not like I'm complaining. -BZZZ- I clamored for my phone:
Craig: Calm down guys
Craig: I'm okay
Token: Craig where the hell are you
Craig: I'm hanging out with the new kid
Clyde: dude you can't just leave and not tell us anything
Token: Yeah, we were worried sick
Craig: sorry mum I just forgot
Token: Stop calling me Mum!
Craig: sorry mum
Token: I am so mad you didn't get kidnapped
Craig: watching movie can't talk
"Ugh, he's literally never going to grow up," Clyde sighed. I chortled. "Why are you laughing?"
"Don't be a hypocrite, Clyde," I chuckled as he flipped me off.
Craig's POV
I smiled at my friends scolding me over text. I could basically hear Token's stern voice lecturing me.
"What happened?" Tweek asked curiously looking at my phone from behind me.
"Oh, it's just my friends, they thought I got kidnapped," I chuckled falling back on the bed next to his lap.
"Oh," He said simply.
"So, what movie are we gonna watch?" I asked, "I was thinking like 'White Chicks' or something."
"Yeah, that sounds cool; I've never seen that movie before," he said searching it up on Netflix.
"Okay, we have to watch it," I insisted. I pulled myself up to a half sitting, half laying down position, holding myself up with my arms.
•••
The movie ended and Tweek was still smiling from the bonus scenes. "I really liked that movie, thanks for showing me it," Tweek smiled. I nodded and forced a smile. I looked down at my phone again.
2 missed calls from "Mum"
"Shit," I said. Mum is going to be so mad at me. "Hey, dude, it's already 20, my mum's gonna be mad if I don't come home for dinner."
"Oh, that's okay, you can leave," He replied still holding a slight smile.
"I'm really glad I spent my last day of winter break with you," I said, feeling my cheeks getting slightly warmer. It was a strange feeling. Alien almost.
"Oh uh- Uhm, me too," he smiled. Shit. I think he noticed my cheeks. I looked at his eyes again and then down at his cheeks. They burned pink.
"Well, I better get going," I said not really wanting to leave, "Can you give me your number so we can talk over the phone?"
"Oh Uhm, sure, it's 800-273-8255 [suicide prevention hotline]," he replied, and I gave him mine.
"See you at school tomorrow, Tweek!" I yelled as I walked away from his house.
"See you!" I secretly hoped he was smiling.
Tweek's POV
"See you at school tomorrow, Tweek!" He yelled waving back at me.
"See you!" I smiled and felt myself blushing. Stop it, Tweek. You're not gay anymore. Wait. Did he say 'School tomorrow'? Shit! I completely forgot!
Mum and dad weren't home yet, so I assumed that they wouldn't be till late. I poured myself some coffee and made a sandwich.
As I ate, I thought about the new Tucker. The old one used to be my best friend, he was always there for me. Until I came out as gay. He was furious. He thought I had a crush on him or something. I didn't.
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"Jack, I- I have to tell you something," I stammered out.
"Yeah, Twitchers?" Back then, he called me that playfully.
"I- I- I'm gay," my face was worried, he laughed.
"You what?" He chuckled. I looked down at my hands. "Tweek." I didn't respond.
"What do you mean you're gay?!" He asked furiously.
"I- I," everything I had nightmares about was coming true, he instantly hated me.
"What? So I spend all this time with you and now you're in love with me or something?! What in the name of fuck?" He yelled, now standing up from the table.
"N- no n- not you," I mumbled; he couldn't hear me. He stormed out the door.
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But this Tucker is different, at least I hoped he is. He seems sweet and kind. I just gotta watch out for him.
I looked down at my sleeve and thought about what I did because of the old Tucker. That will not happen again. I can't let it.
I gathered all my things I would need for school tomorrow and put them in the bookbag next to the dresser.
I jumped back onto my bed and looked at my phone.
22:32 [10:32pm]
I drifted to sleep, dreaming.
At first, I thought it was a nightmare. It was me as I flushed the razor down the toilet and grabbed the last boxes.
I headed down the stairs and put them into the U- haul.
"Hey, Twitches!" Oh god, I thought, I can't relive this.
He ran up to me and hugged me tight; it felt suffocating, in a comforting way.
"Craig, I can't breathe." I spat out. He was crying.
"I'm going to miss you so much, Twitches," He said crying uncontrollably, "Never forget me, okay?"
"I could never," I replied, hot tears running down my face as well, "I'll come back, I swear I will. Please don't let us lose touch."
"Of course not, Tweek."
No one's POV
Mrs.Tweak walked into her son's new room, expecting him to be awake. He never went to sleep this early in their old town. It was one. She smiled as she looked over at him smiling in his sleep.
"Richard, come see!" She whispered quietly to her husband. He walked in and they both smiled.
Tweek is finally happy.
A/N: Ahhh this one was so fun to write! I hope you had fun reading it too! As always if you liked it, vote it, I really appreciate it. If there were any typos or mistakes in the writing, don't be afraid to point them out! I always reread my work before posting but I'd rather it be perfect for my readers. Thank you again for reading! Have a wonderful day and don't do anything really stupid.
~Beru <3
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