I was sure he would go as far as to kill me if he knew I'd come back to life.
Craig Tucker has been bullying me. I don't know why, I'm sure as hell that I haven't offended him in any way. Don't get me wrong, I'm not particularly bothered by being beaten up. I've suffered enough pain to be able to shrug off the few sissy punches he would throw my way.
What bothered me was that I didn't know why.
It's gotten worse recently, and I've also found out the reason, when he was slamming me against a wall, threatening to knock my teeth out if I don't wipe that grin off of my face. I laughed, leaned forward and whispered in his ear, "What a compromising position we're in.", and his eyes instantly widened. He punched me in the gut and stepped back, watching as I fell on my hands and knees from the hard contact. I wasn't listening very carefully, seeing as I was too busy laughing, but I swore that his voice was quaking when he said what he did.
"Don't you fucking dare, fag."
I am the only openly pansexual student in the school. At least, I was the only openly pansexual student in the school that I cared about. I expected bullying, but I never got much of that, surprisingly, everyone was fine with it, Cartman especially, seeing as he now has another word aside from 'poor' and 'whore' to call me, but I didn't mind. I saw that as him being supportive in his own way.
When I caught Craig stealing glances at me, occasionally. I thought it was just him being curious. Of course, the recently out-of-the-closet Kenny McCormick, how interesting, right?
I guess another valid reason was that he was staring at me out of hatred. For being the homosexual that I am. Strange, I've never thought that he would be homophobic.
I was walking during the night, making my way home from the part-time job that didn't pay well, but paid enough, when I spotted Craig on the frozen Stark's pond. I knew he was waiting for me, seeing as he had no business to be down here that late at night.
He yelled at me, some sort of homophobic slur that I didn't really bother registering. I just walked up to him, and for a moment, we were just looking at each other, and something clicked in my mind.
I hugged him, muttered "It's okay to be whatever you want."
I mean that as a joke, I meant for that to completely and totally piss him off. I expected to be pushed away. I expected to be punched, to be kicked. I expected many things, but I did not expect Craig Tucker to start sobbing into my orange parka.
"It's so hard to be accepted."
He whispered through his tears, his arms wrapping around me tightly.
And everything made sense.
Thank you for reading, please rate and review!
This is an idea I've had for a while, and honestly, it was quite hard for me to try and add information to the story without it making no sense.
I have an idea for another chapter, actually, but I'm not really sure whether or not to write it, or should I just leave it like this.
I apologize if you spot any grammatical or spelling mistakes, English is not my first language [not even my second language].