When I woke I could barely move and I felt extremely groggy. I was in a hospital bed, that was obvious because of the overly clean smell and paper covered pillows. Craig was sitting on the bed next to me holding my hand. "You didn't leave." I whispered weakly. He smiled and said "I'll never leave you." I tried my best to sit up, but it was difficult. "Why… why did they bring me here?" I asked him desperately, "I don't belong here!" He shushed me and held me against his chest. "You're right, you don't belong here. They're liars they just want you to be alone." I knew he was right, because he would never lie to me. He loves me. "Baby you gotta stay away from the red pills they're going to give you." He said looking at me seriously. "Red pills? W-why what do they do?" I asked him nervously. "They'll make me disappear, and I can't stop it. Don't take them love, no matter what." I nodded. I didn't want him to go away, not ever.

A doctor walked in, male, and he was smiling at me. I frowned and held Craig's hand. "Hello Tweek. I'm doctor Leon, and I'm going to be taking care of you for now." He said as gently as possible. I glared at him and said "I don't belong here. This has to be a mistake!" he sighed but smiled again. "You're first session with your therapist will begin in an hour." And with that he left. I looked at Craig and he had no emotion on his face. "They're gonna fill your head with lies in there. But don't worry I'll always be here as long as you stay away from the pills, and you want me here." I nodded and kissed him. His lips always felt so warm and soft. If he wasn't real, he wouldn't be solid so they had to be lying. I got dressed into my jeans and a T-shirt, and soon after a nurse came in and smiled. "Good to see you've dressed yourself," well yeah, who else would dress me? "Now please follow me." I looked at Craig and he walked over to me and held my hand. We walked down a few hallways and finally we stopped at a door. "Just right through there sweetie. I'll be back in an hour to bring you back to your room." I looked at Craig and he nodded. I took a breathe and opened the door. There was a man at a desk, a chair facing it, and he was writing something down on a piece of paper.

He looked up and smiled at me. "Hello, you must be Tweek." I looked at Craig for reassurance but he shrugged. I nodded and walked over to his desk. "How are you doing son?" He asked me sincerely. I shrugged. "I see. Well, I'm just gonna ask some questions, is that alright?" I shrugged again and looked at Craig, who was sitting on the guys desk. I'm surprised this guy let him do that. "Alright. First off, you have a… friend with you at all times, is that correct?" He asked delicately. I looked at Craig and he rolled his eyes. "He's my boyfriend." I saw Craig smile with pride when I said that, and it made me smile to. "I see. His name is Craig Tucker, is that correct?" I nodded. "…the same Craig Tucker who passed away in a car crash 3 years ago?" I frowned. Why do they keep saying that? Craig stood up and said "They're lying again Tweek." I frowned and asked Craig "What do I say?" the man frowned and said "Who are you talking to son?" "Craig! He's right there!" I exclaimed. Craig hugged me from behind, trying to calm me down. "Just tell him what you think you should tell him." Craig whispered into my ear. "He didn't pass away. He's right here why do people keep saying that?" the man sighed. "You're mind is giving you a picture of what you want to see, and you want to see Craig. I know it's horrible, but that isn't Craig." Craig was fuming. "If he wasn't real I wouldn't be able to touch or feel him! You're liars!" I said sounding desperate. The curtains flew open and I knew it was Craig's doing. The man looked shocked and petrified. I hugged Craig and sobbed. The man just sighed and said "Must've been the wind. Anyways, that's the time we have for this session and I think I've learned decent amount about you. See you next week." I sighed and holding Craig's hand, I walked out.

The same nurse from earlier was waiting outside. She smiled and asked me how it went. I just shrugged. We went down to the cafeteria and there was a lot of people. I clung to Craig and we walked behind the nurse. He was whispering reassuring things into my ear and telling me it was okay. The nurse escorted us into the line and I got a cheeseburger and potatoes. Craig still refused to eat, and I didn't blame him. I sat down at an isolated table and Craig sat next to me. The nurse left us be and we talked. "Don't trust anybody here. They may seem nice, but they're all fake." He said seriously and I nodded. "I know. I trust you."