This isn't my first time writing a South Park fanfic but it's my first time posting one. Eh I dunno. I was bored and tired.

This is my second freak out I've had today. Luckily the first was while I was still at home. I had been making myself a coffee for the day when it started talking to me. Nothing to bad happened but I ended up spilling my coffee all over myself and having to change clothes. But this freak out was a lot worse. I was in the middle of taking my math test, it was actually pretty easy and I was flying through it, but then it started again.

'Lalalala..'

My head raised quickly, jerking it around in different directions to find the source of the sound before realizing that it was them. My hand trembled as it gripped tighter on the pen in my hand. "P-Please shut up.." I whispered quietly enough so know besides myself could hear.

It began to chuckle slightly. 'Why oh why would I ever do that.' It laughed again but this time it was louder. 'Don't you ever forget I'm your only friend'

My entire body was trembling bad now. I know it always did slightly but when ever I had an episode I swear I was a human vibrator. In all honestly I had no idea who or what was in my head. As a child I found comfort in it due to the fact I was usually alone. But once I hit about third grade and gained real friends, it didn't like it. As if it was jealous. Then it started to become mean. Tell me how pathetic I am and everything, it didn't bother me too much at first but once it started to tell me very detailed things that disturbed me beyond belief was when it started to effect me bad.

I rested my head softly against the table and dropped the pen out of my right hand so I could use both of my hands to cover my ears. I don't know why I bothered doing this, it never worked in shutting it up but I still did it.

'Look at you. Shaking. People are probably staring. Snickering. You're nothing more then something to laugh at to them. You know what? I bet if you died no one would care. Maybe we should test that out?'

My hands clutched onto my ears tighter and then finding there way to my hair and tugging at it. "Oh god shut up.." My voice a bit louder this time caused a few heads to turn.

'How about maybe, I dunno.. Jump out the window next to you..?'

My eyes were now tight shut as I banged my head against the table. "SHUT THE FUCK UP!" I screamed, this time causing everyone to look at me. My eyes snapped open noticing how loud I had been. Fuck. Why did I have to go do that? I looked up to notice everyone staring at me. Noticing a few like Eric about to burst out laughing at my little outburst.

"Mr Tweak. We are taking a test. Quiet down." The teacher said as he glared at me.

I felt tears well in my eyes before I quickly dismissed them. I quickly stood up grabbing my things before running out the classroom, ignoring the teacher yelling for me to come back.

I ended up behind the school. Crouching down beside the dumpster. Usually the smokers hang out around here, though due to the fact it was still class time no one was here but me.

It had stopped talking now. It always does that. Waits for me to crack or embarrass myself in some way then it shuts up. It also shuts up if I do what it tells me to do. But no way was I gonna jump out that window.. At least I don't think I would've. My shaking was back to normal now, I looked up at the sky before slamming my head back on the wall I was leaning against. I'm so sick of this. Of it. I really fucking I am. I'm 17 now, I thought everything would've not been as bad by now. I feel a tear fall down my cheek before pulling my knees to my chest and sobbing quietly into them.

"The fuck you doing here."

My body froze. I looked up from my knees. My cheeks were damp with tears and my eyes were puffy, I was embarrassed to let someone see in suck a state. A tall figure shadowed over me. Black hair stuck out a Blue chullo. Piercing blue eyes were staring down at me. I swear they were burning right through my soul. The sun made the piercings on the ravens face give off a slight light. He had snake bites and a bridge piercing. To why someone would stick metal through their face in their own free will, I will never know. He glared at me as he dug his hand into his hoodie, pulling out a packet of cigarettes.

"Well whatever reason you're here I don't care. You're in my spot. Move over."

I blinked in response at first, trying to process what had just happened. Once it clicked in my head I moved away from the dumpster, giving the raven a place to sit. As soon as I did he slid his back down against the wall sitting next to me. I moved over a tad more once noticing our legs were touching. I stared at his face as he pulled a cigarettes out of the packet and placing it in his mouth before lighting it. Craig. Craig Tucker. That's who was sitting next to me. We sometimes sit at the same table in the cafeteria, but never really talk to each other. We were close in forth grade for a bit. And by close I mean I let him copy my homework and sometimes go over to his house and play games with Clyde and Token.

He took notice of me staring at him and returned me with a slight glare before inching the packet of cigarettes towards me. "Want one?" He said as he blew smoke out of his mouth.

I stared at it for a brief moment before taking one, he then handed the lighter to me. I've never actually smoked before. I've never wanted to, but for some reason in this moment, I forgot that. "Th-thanks.." I mumbled before placing the cancer stick in my mouth and lighting the end of it. Inhaling the smoke deep down in my lungs. I gave him back the lighter before I started coughing. He put the lighter and the rest of the packet in his pocket before staring off into space. How does he not cough after inhaling it like I do? He's used to it I guess? Weird. After a couple more puffs of my cigarette I noticed it taking a slight effect. It was nice. I turned my head to Craig, which he noticed.

"What." He spoke to me in the most deadpan voice in the world.

I shook my head quickly before looking away. "N-Nothing! ngh-Sorry!" I almost screamed.

"Geez calm down." I shook my head again trying to calm down. "Why are you out here anyway? You never come out here." He looked at me with those piercing blue eyes. They weren't dark, but not light. That perfect blue right in the middle. They were beautiful.. Wait what?

I tugged on my hair lightly to rid myself of my thinking track. "I.. Ah.. I kinda had a minor breakdown in class. S-so I ran out.. And my feet led me to -Ugh- here I guess..."

He kept his gaze at me as if acknowledging what I said before turning back to stare into space in front of him. The raven then finished his cigarette, dropping it in the snow next to him as he stood up. He looked down at me for a moment nodding at me before walking off. I watched him leave, leaving me sitting there to finish off my cigarette.

I skipped the rest of my classes that day. I wasn't strong enough to handle people teasing me for what happened so I just went home. My parents were working at the coffee shop so they wouldn't notice anyway. Once I got into the house I headed straight for the kitchen. I decided to make myself a caramel latte instead of my usual black coffee. I felt like something sweet. I went up to my room with the mug in my hand and placed it on my bedside table. I slid my pants and my shirt off, leaving myself in just my boxers before walking over to my desk and taking my baggy grey sweater and put it over my scrawny figure. It went just past the end of my boxers. I sat down on my bed and snuggled up into my blankets, taking my mug filled to the brim with coffee in my hands and taking a big slurp of it. It felt like heaven running down my throat. A put the cup back down on the side table and laid back in my bed.

Then something hit me. Why had a taken a cigarette from Craig before? I've always told myself I'd never touch them. But for some reason I forgot that I had told myself that. I think I was caught up in his eyes or something. His beautiful eyes.. Ugh. Why do I keep thinking that..?

I closed my eyes. I actually felt tired. I didn't sleep at all last night so maybe a nap was needed. Next thing a knew I was asleep.

"PLEASE DON'T HURT ME!" I shot up. I was covered in a layer of sweat. I was panting roughly, my hands tangled in my messy blonde hair, tugging down. Tears were escaping my eyes as I trembled. This is why I hated sleeping.

I was having a decent dream at first, I had been walking though the hallways in South Park high everything was normal. I went to my locker to get some books I needed when there was a tap on my shoulder. I turned around to see a black shadow staring down at me. Red eyes. Sharp teeth that I could see as the thing smirked. Next thing I knew I was in the ground with 4 of the shadow creatures grabbing at each of my limbs. Then I heard /It's/ voice.

'Lalalalala..' I felt my limbs being being pulled on painfully. I screamed but was then was silenced by a hand covering my mouth, but I couldn't see it, it was invisible. 'Shut the fuck up you pathetic piece of shit.'

I cried quietly, the cries being muffled because of the hand though.

'Ugh I said shut up!' Another shadow appeared with a cut throat razor in it's hand. It was on top of me holding the razor to my neck, next thing I knew my vision had been raped by the colour red.

'Lalala Hahaha!'

And then I woke up and that's where I am now.

I looked at the clock and sighed realizing I had only slept for 2 hours. My parents still wouldn't be home for for a few hours. I got up from my bed and took a gulp of my now cold latte. I didn't care though, coffee is coffee to me. I made my way to the bathroom then removed my clothes and stepped into the shower. I turned the tap for the cold water and stood under the it. After about 30 seconds of shivering, I slowly sat down in the shower before bring my knees to my chest. I always have cold showers. They make my body feel numb. For a brief moment it makes me forget things going on in my head. I stay in there for almost 40 minutes before I decide it was time to get out.

I ended up skipping dinner that night and just listened to music on my laptop until it was once again time for school. My dad had made me a coffee this morning and left it on the table in a silver thermos before he went to work. This made me smile. I grabbed the thermos and also my backpack before making my way out the door to walk to school.

I always get to school early, usually due to the fact I don't sleep the night before so I can arrive as early as I want. I walk into the cafeteria and notice two people were already sitting at the table I usually sat at. Strolling up to it I sat down next to one of the people while taking a long slurp of my coffee.

"Hey Tweek!"

My gaze turned to the orange hooded person who had spoken my name. A slight smile came across my lips as have a little wave. "H-hi Kenny."

Kenny gave a big, toothy smile in response before going back to talking to red head across from him.

I sat there awkwardly, twitching every now and then. More people eventually came to sit down with us. Token, Clyde, Butters and Stan were now also sitting at the table with us. Something then caught the corner of my eye. A dark blue figure walked towards the table. I don't know why I was so interested in this though. This was normal. Craig sat with this group a lot due to the fact him and Clyde were best friends apparently. What happened next shocked him, Craig hadn't gone and sat over on the other side next to Clyde or Token like he usually does. Instead he stopped next to me. Looking down at me as I twitched.

"Tweek." I looked up meeting his gaze. His eyes made a chill run up my spine. "Wanna come out for a cigarette?"

Really? He's asking me the spazzy annoying blonde kid he's barely talked to in years besides their slight interaction yesterday. I don't even like smoking! Though it did make me feel nice. Realizing that I was taking forever to reply and probably making the raven regret asking me I quickly nodded my head before standing up with my thermos in my hand. I noticed Kyle and few others looking at me weirdly. I guess they didn't expect me to agree to having a smoke. Well to be honest I wasn't expecting it either.

I walked next to Craig, following him to behind the school. I noticed the goth kids we also there but they were were about ten metres on the other side of the dumpster. Craig slid his back against the wall sitting down on his spot next the dumpster, a sat next him. He lit two cigarettes in his mouth. Inhaling the smoke of both before handing one of the cancer sticks to me. I dunno why but I found that cute.. Lighting both at once I mean- oh god I don't know what I'm saying. I deeply inhaled. This time not coughing.

"Thank you C-Craig."

The raven grunted in response before taking a puff of his smoke. "So. Why'd you freak out yesterday? You were crying when I saw you."

I looked at him for a moment. The questions sounded sincere but the tone of his voice made it kind of confusing. "Uh... Ngh- why..?"

Tucker shrugged in responds. "Curious."

I started to curl into myself in my sitting position, still sucking at the cigarette. "Y-you.. You wouldn't -Ngh! Believe me if I told you."

This seemed to peek Craig's interest. "Try me."

I shook my head violently, my left hand tugging at my hair. He wouldn't believe me if I told him there was a voice in my head that was basically driving me insane. Suddenly I felt a hand grab my hand that was clutching onto my hair. "Tweek calm down." I loosened grip on my hair.

I was trembling. He hadn't let go of my hand even though I wasn't gripping my hair anymore. I pulled my hand away and rested it on my knee, taking another puff. "I just.. I -Ngh! Don't want to talk about... S-sorry..."

Craig didn't look fazed. He just shrug his shoulders again before finishing his cigarette. He stood up and once looked down at the shaking blonde who still hadn't finished his smoke. "See you around."

I looked up at him as he walked away, catching his gaze. His beautiful blue eyes..

Honestly let me know if I should write more.. I mean I probably will but I usually get bored. But if people like it I don't get bored aha-