Meh, Just A One Shot That I Thought Up. I Was Bored And Hope You Like This Short But Good Oneshot.. I'm Sorry For Not Updating My Other Stories, I've Been Busy.

Sorry About It. I Might Make It Into A Multi-Chapter, But I'm Not So Sure. It's Up To You Peoples, Read and Review~ :)

I Am Totally Anti Chromas, I Love Creek More So It Hurt Me Writing This.. But Managed To Continue.

Title: Last To Know

Pairings: Craig X Tweek, Craig X Thomas, Tweek X Clyde

Does Not Own South Park. Read And Review! Pretty Please! :)

He stared at the door. The plain white door. The same door he walked out of.

'How am I supposed to make it in the morning? Where Will I Go? Tell ME!'

'Why is this happening to me? WHY! Why is this happening to me? Why didn't he tell me?' He screamed in his head

He stood in silence watching the blonde tremble and cry. He continued watching, silently. Watching the small blonde, begging him not to leave. The noriette disobeyed, and did the one thing Tweek feared of. He left him. Left him to die, rot on his own.

Tweek Tweak sat on the olive green couch, rubbing the back of his neck, nervously. Sweat and Tears falling down his pale face, mixing with one another. His mind flowing with one thing only. Craig.

The noriette had been his first love, the first that made Tweek safe and secure.

The two teens had gotten married, had a happy life ahead of them.. but then things started going downhill. He started getting abusive, physically and emotionally.

Craig would come home one day, pissed off at work and would take it out on the twitchy, caffeine addict.

Of course, Tweek didn't care he loved Craig with every piece of his being. He loved his so much he would kill himself just to be with Craig.

Craig loved his Tweek. Loved him to death. He would do anything for his little coffee aficionada.

Constantly making quick coffee runs, staying with him in his room at three in the morning when they were sixteen. That's when Craig realized his love for the small blonde.

Eventually the pair had gotten married, and remained in South Park. The affectionate couple had been through so much, but managed to come out perfectly well. Until one thing came in their lives besides Craig's abuse. Thomas.

The Tourette's kid had come into the pair's life, trying to win over Craig. Tweek noticed this and tried his best to keep Craig buy his side at all times, but unfortunately he failed.

Craig had given Tweek money to buy some coffee for them both, Craig on the other hand had to go to a meeting in Denver.

Tweek, being a gullible boy fell for it. Upon returning his noticed Craig and Thomas walking out of the movie theater, hand in hand. Fingers laced.

A pang of sadness, betrayal, but mostly anger had formed within him. When returning home Tweek noticed Craig on the couch, looking at the television.

Nobody told him Thomas and Craig were seeing one another. Mostly everyone knew, except him. Tweek trusted him, gave him his heart, his love. Yet, he threw it away.

Why was he last to know?

Deceived, Tweek had brought it up, causing Craig to go into rage mode. Beating the shit out of Tweek.

Tweek could remember the fight, as if just began once more.

"Thomas gives a shit Tweek. Unlike you, you won't even let me touch you when we are in public!"

"Ngh! I-I'm ack SORRY!"

"You made me feel unwanted, ugly. Like you didn't give a shit about me anymore" Craig yelled.

"N-No I-"

Tweek just examined at the infuriated, crying noriette as he continue to yell at him. Blood trickled out of his nose, falling onto the carpet. Craig had punched him in the face three times.

"We're not okay Tweek.. This relationship.. it isn't working out." He sighed, lookign at Tweek.

Tweek widen his eyes and felt tears coming out of them.

"No! Ngh! C-Craig were fine! You stupid asshole!" Tweek ran at him and grasped on him, not wanting to let go. Craig glanced down at the crying blonde and pushed him away slightly.

"Sorry, Tweek but goodbye" He whispered, saying nothing else and walked out the door.

As if it were in slow motion in those movies, he thought it only happened in those cliche movies but guess not, seeing it happened now.

Tweek remained on the floor, tears flowing out of his eyes and onto the brown carpet. Sobs, emitting loudly from his hoarse throat. Soaked in his own blood. Banging the carpet crying out sobs that can be heard outside.

He continued sitting on the couch, fingernails gripping his neck tighter. Blood trickled down his back, leaving stains on his hands.

He raised his eyes and looked at the coffee table. It was placed there so nicely, gleaming in the moonlight.

A smile crept onto his face as he grabbed the object, along with his car keys and ran outside into the cold air. He sat in his car, bloodied hands gripping the steering wheel.

He breathe heavily and started the car, hearing the engine roar. He pulled out of his driveway and drove to a place. A house. A house that he needed to go too.

He wiped his tears, and remained his eyes on the road. Wanting to fulfill his objective. He pulled up at a familiar house, grasping his object.

A gun.

He pressed the gun to his lips, exhaling softly before stepping out of the car making way for the door.

Pausing at the door, Tweek exhaled once more, before thrusting the door open. Firearm in grasp. He saw Thomas sitting on the couch, looking peacefully, but then his expression went to happy to terrified.

He tried running but Tweek grabbed his shirt and threw him on the couch. "T-Tweek ? What the f-fuck are you COCK! doing here?" he asked, panic in his voice.

He remained quiet as his continued pointing the gun at him.

A hush whisper emitting from his voice. "You… You took him from me.."

"What?"

"You took him from me!" Tweek yelled. Thomas flinched. "You took Craig from me.. Now.. I'm going to take him from you" Tweek yelled giving an insane looking smile.

"He was my first love, He was the first to go! He's now my worst love. He lied, and hit me, but yet I still love him.. and if he leaves you for dead, then you'll be the last to know. "

Tweek heard footsteps, and saw a chullo wearing boy coming through the door. When he looked up he saw Tweek holding Thomas at gunpoint. "T-Tweek?"

"Craig, hello" He smiled. "T-Tweek wh-what are you doing?"

"I'm going to make it all better Craig, we can be together again!"

"Tweek please put down the gun" Craig stammered. Blood pumping through his veins.

"It's okay Tweekers, just come to me.." he whispered. Tweek smiled at him. He loved the pet name he used for Tweek when they were dating. He continued smiling and raised the gun at Thomas once more.

"Tweek don't shoot. Don't shoot" Craig panicked. "Sorry Craig.." Tweek gave a whisper, pulling the trigger.

Blood splattered, on the wall and on his face. Tweek smiled at the corpse. Then walked over to Craig who fell on his knees. "Sorry Craig.. Sorry for this but you know I still love you." it was true, Tweek did love him.

Love him to bits, Tweek could still love him even if his brain was shattered to bits.

Tweek raised the gun and brushed it against Craig's temple then to his forehead, resting it there. Craig, frozen in place had tears coming out of his eyes and looked up at his ex-boyfriend. "Sorry Craig.." he whispered once more.

"Sorry Tweekers…" Craig replied. Tweek had tears trickling down his face. he gave small nod and pulled the trigger, a bullet inserting inside of Craig's forehead. He fell back crimson blood pooling out of the bullet hole.

A smile crept onto his face as he exited out of the house. Everybody will be last to know that their dead, while Tweek is the first to know. He wiped his tears and stayed still, gun still in hand. Body drenched in blood.

He assured himself in his head, before talking to himself

"Now I'm okay.. " Tweek smiled, raising his head looking at the shining stars above him, his amber eyes shining in the moonlight. He then raised the gun to his temple.

Reality came back, Tweek froze hand hovering over the weapon. Cringing, he pulled his hand back and exhaled, before bursting into tears. "He'll come back.. Right? He will come back! He'll never leave me.." Who was he kidding? Craig would never come back to him, he was just another fuck.

Just a regular coffee addict, paranoid, schizophrienic, insomiac boy that no one ever gave a fuck about.

He rested his face in the palms of his hands, sobbing loudly. Craig was gone, he was happily living with Thomas. He was alone, left to rot. Sobbing, Tweek heard a knock on the door. Praying, Tweek opened the door and was met with a brunette. "C-Clyde?"

The brunette stared at him, sighing. "Craig again?"

Tweek nodded throwing himself on him crying loudly. "Craig that asshole.. always making you cry.." he whispered.

Tweek pulled himself from Clyde and stared at him. Tweek smiled at him, it wasn't a actual smile, but just a lop-sided smile.

He closed his eyes and opened them, "I'm okay Clyde, Now I'm okay."

He closed his eyes once more, then reopened them amber colored orbs connecting with chocolate brown ones.

Craig may have been his first and worst love, but that doesn't matter anymore. "When Craig, leaves him for dead.. He'll be the last to know. While I'll be the first to know"

He was okay. He was going to be okay.

I Was Going To Make It Into A Full Fic, Like Clyde and Tweek Start Dating In College And Notice Craig Is There Along With Thomas And A Rivalry Ensues, But Secretly Craig Is Still In Love With Tweek And Is Desperate To Get Him Back, Even If Clyde's In The Way, Craig Will Do Whatever It Takes To Get His Tweekers Back,

Even Going Extreme Lengths To Get Him Back Even If It Invovles Decicving People And A Little Bit Seduction, And Sexual Themes May Be In That Story That May Continue But That I Don't Know Depends On You The Readers! :) That Questionn Is Still Open

I don't like this one, but hoped you peoples did. Leave me a review, and sorry for not updating my other stories, i am on it! Sorry once more! Sorry! Sorry Sorry!

Until Next Time.

~ElissaTucker3