TW - There are two times where characters commit suicide, I will put a warning at the beginning of the chapters so you can feel free to skip if it makes you uncomfortable. This story also deals highly with depression.

Clyde walks into his room, slamming his backpack onto his bed. It's been one long ass day, and he had a bunch of homework to do, but first, he thought, he needs a nap. He scoots his backpack to the side and gets under the covers; pulling his phone out of the pockets.

He starts scrolling through facebook as his eyes start to get weary; that's when there was a ding on his phone. It was from the 11th-grade gc, which had everyone in it. He looks at the messenger's name, Bebe Stephens, his current girlfriend. Then his eyes perk up as he reads the message,

Bebe Stevens

Clyde, I break up

Clyde feels his heart fall, oh my god what? Did she send that in the group chat? Where every single person, in their grade, can read it. A few more messages follow.

Kyle Broflovski

Did you mean to send that here?

Craig Tucker

Fuck you, Bebe, I always knew you were a skank

Bebe Stevens has left the group chat

Clyde throws his phone across the room as he feels his emotions start to kick in. He lay on his bed, eyes closed. His chest heaved with a quiet sob, and tears welled up behind his eyelids, slipping down his cheeks without resistance. Another sob wracked him, followed by a thin wail. He curled on his side and wept, shoulders heaving.

He hears his door open and close. "Clyde?" He hears Tweek's familiar voice.

"Clyde, she's a bitch." Craig's voice also spoke out. He feels two weights sit on the bed. Tweek pulls Clyde to his chest.

He sobbed into his chest unceasingly, hands clutching at Tweek's jacket. Tweek held him in silence, rocking him slowly as his tears soaked his chest. A tiny lapse lets him pull away, blinking lashes heavy with tears, before he collapsed again, his howls of misery worsening. The pain must have come in waves, minutes of sobbing broken apart by short pauses for recovering breaths, before hurling him back into the outstretched arms of his grief.

"She's just a dumb girl Clyde." Craig continues on, Clyde can feel Tweek getting angry with Craig. Craig sighs and stops trying to calm down his sobbing friend. "Kenny is bringing taco bell for you."

Tweek kept his hand in Clyde's hair, it wasn't unusual for Clyde to be crying. A lot of things seemed to upset him, and this thing, in particular, Tweek understands, is worse than a lot of things that Clyde has wept over.

Now red, tear-rimmed eyes stared back at Tweek, with watery streaks falling down Clyde's freckled face. He smooths his now chaotic hair and wiped the tears from his cheeks which were now blotchy and mottled. His whole face was now washed with a dull red, including the very end of his nose. Clyde finally stops crying, the waterworks going away.

His bedroom door opens and closes again, as he sees Kenny, in his orange parka, holding a bag filled with taco bell and a couple drinks in a holder. He sits next to the three on the bed; taking a taco out and giving it to Clyde. "I'm so sorry, I can't imagine how you feel," Kenny recognizes, making Clyde calm down even more.

Clyde pulls himself off of Tweek, "Thank you, guys." He takes a bite of his taco, sniffling from all the crying he just did.

"You're going to be okay Clyde. I promise you, you have all the reason to be upset now, but trust me, soon, you're going to be happy again." Kenny reassures, making Tweek and Craig stare at him. How was he so good with calming down Clyde?

Clyde eats his taco, then Kenny holds the drink he got Clyde, Dr Pepper, in front of Clyde's mouth. Clyde sips it and smiles.

Craig and Tweek give each other a look, so confused as to what the fuck is going on with these two. Kenny and Clyde weren't really friends, they both hung out in different groups. Sure time to time they would hang out with each other when Craig's gang merged with Stan's, but other than that, contact with Kenny wasn't much for Clyde.

"Dr Pepper was good yeah? I didn't know what drink you'd of liked." Kenny asks Clyde.

"I love Dr Pepper a lot, you made a good choice," Clyde replies.

Tweek continues to stare at them as Craig mutters, "Oh my god, they're so gay."