Chapter 3: Normal

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#POV: Craig Tucker.

Less than a week has passed and I still haven't visited to see how he is going, Stan says he is conscious and is going to make a full recovery.

But I don't have the stomach or the will to see him, after all this time.

I don't think I ever will.   

== One Month Later ==

#POV: Tweek Tweak

It's just a normal morning in my small mountain town, I get ready for school like every other day, drink my normal cup of coffee before walking to the bus stop and then I just wait.

It's not much, but it's honest work.

I wait for the bus, twiddling my thumbs when my new best friend Butters Stotch arrives walking towards me with a huge smile spread across his face.

"Hey, Butters," I say twitching.

"Hello, Tweekers." He replies. "Guess what?"

I look at him for any clue to what he is on about, but nothing. "What?" I reply intrigued to what this is about.

"I finally got a PlayStation." He exclaims smiling

."Oh cool, we can finally play together." I say excitedly as the South Park bus pulls up to pick us up for school.

I walk on the bus and sit in my usual seat with Butters sitting beside me.

We talk about all the cool things we could do with both of us now on PlayStation.

Time passes and we are at school, doing our usual classes.

I sometimes see Craig staring at us out of the corner of his eye.

I think nothing of it, because he broke me, even though I still care for and about him.

We haven't spoken at all even though in some of my classes, due to his dumb decisions in the first day, he sits next to me and to my despise I sit very far away from Butters in most classes.

I hate most of it but there are the good parts and I have to put up with it.

#POV: Craig Tucker.

I hate that blonde little shit, not Tweek. Butters.

He is just such an asshole, I don't know why I think this but he just disgusts me. It's all my fault, I should've just said something to him, But I am useless. I am holding back all my feelings and I can't let anyone in or they will know about it all.

I need to get help, but I now have no one. Not even Stan talks to me much anymore.

Isolated in this world I need help, all I have is Clyde but then again all I have is Clyde and he is no help...I will never get help from anyone, I am alone.

This is the thinking that got me into the situation in the first place

.Maybe helping other people will help me stitch together my own feelings.

"Hey Craig." a familiar voice calls to me waking me up from my trance.

I look up and to my surprise, it's the last person I expected to be speaking to me, Tweek.

"Oh, Hey," I say in my stoic monotone voice.

"We haven't spoken in a very, very long time." He begins looking down at his feet.

"Yeah, we haven't," I reply.

He looks at me solemnly and opens his mouth but nothing comes out.

"Is that all?" I ask trying to avoid this conversation.

"Thank you." He says

"For what? I apparently broke you and I did all this shit." I say getting angry for some reason. "I have hurt you Tweek, I can't take that back."

I look at him, with tears welling up in his eyes as he hangs his head. "I-i-i, d-d-do..." He tries to say before I stop him, I haven't heard him stutter in a very long time.

"Just go Tweek, I just can't," I say. "Go back to your boyfriend, Butters."

"D-do-do you know what." He says raising his voice above mine. "Go Fuck yourself, I came to say thank you for saving me from Eric but, just FUCK." With that he storms off, maybe this is for the best.

I wish everything could go back to normal.

#POV: Tweek Tweak.

"What a fucking asshole," I say to Butters.

"Sorry, I thought if you two could be friends again you would be happier," Butters replies, placing a hand on my shoulder as we sit on the front steps of the school.

"Thank you, Butters," I say as I look at him.

I feel encapsulated into his eyes when he suddenly moves forward and presses his lips onto mine, I finally feel the warmth of him and something else I have only felt once before.

It feels like this goes on forever but it had to end. He pulls away. "Sorry." He says turning bright red.

"It's ok, I liked it," I say as I pull him closer onto me kissing him again he pulls away before looking at me, staring into my soul.

"We have been friends for a while now and I was wondering if you wanted to be my..." He begins

"Yes," I say cutting him off reading his thoughts as we lock together in a warm embrace.

"We have to keep it a secret," I say.

"Okay, babe." He replies. "I don't care, I just want you."

I hope no one saw or hear this because if they did...

#POV: Craig Tucker

WTF did I just see.

Butters and Tweek just kissed TWICE WTF.

I joked about it earlier but to see it OMG.

I wish I never saw this.

I will fucking kill him.

No.

I shouldn't.

I should just be happy about it all but I'm not.

I just have to live with this.

He is with him now and I have to live with it, maybe.

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