AN: I'm feeling angsty today. It's 3AM and I wanna write. Tweek is probably very OOC in this. But oh well. Inspired by a fic I read today. Don't remember what it was called, but I think I added it to my favorites. It was cool.
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An hour. It's been an hour since Craig said he was going out for a smoke. He said he'd be right back, but I know better than to believe him lately. I know he's out with someone else. I know he's cheating. Why in the world are you still with him then, you may ask. The answer is simple; I'm in love. Believe me, if I could I'd storm out of this apartment I share with him. I'd pack my bags, tell him to go fuck himself, and I'd move back to my parent's house until I get the money for my own place. But I can't. I love him too much, the bastard.
Craig stumbles in, his shirt on backwards. The dumb fuck didn't even respect me enough to put his clothes on properly after going out and screwing some guy. He waves to me in a kind of way that says, "Oh, hey. I don't feel like putting up with your shit so leave me alone."
I scoff and stand up from the couch. I walk up to the kitchen, where Craig is looking for something to eat. "Craig." I say plainly. He glances up from inside the fridge and turns to me with left over pizza in his hand.
"What?" He asks in between bites.
"Why don't you just break up with me?" My features soften as I say this. "I know you're cheating. Just dump me so you can do it without hurting someone in the process."
Craig sets the pizza on a plate and walks up to me. "Tweek, baby," He places his hands on my hips. "I love you."
"Yep. And that's why you just went out a fucked a whore." I tore his hands from my body. "I'm not going to be able to deal with this for any longer. You're hurting me." My eyes well up with tears, but there's no way I'm gonna cry. I blink them away.
Craig frowns. He runs his hand through his hair with a sigh. I close my eyes and lean on the door frame. "Just tell me what I'm doing wrong." I croak. "I love you so much."
"I don't know," Craig looks at me sadly. "I'm fucked up."
I nodded, letting some tears slip down my face. "You are." I agree. I cover my mouth with my hand to stifle a sob. Craig pulls me into a hug and I allow myself to be comforted by the man who has been causing my pain.
Craig kisses the top of my head as he holds me. "I'm so sorry." He mumbles. "I love you.."
My arms tighten around him. I know better than to believe him lately.