Chapter 2.

The idea of kids terrifies me. I don't know why, maybe because I would raise a human being.

I never talked to Craig about children. First, the conversation would probably turn into an argument. Second, whenever me and Craig get into an argument. We have angry sex. It's not sexy at all. We do it to get our anger out. It is harder than normal sex. It would hurt for days. Third, I don't want to talk about children.

We had the argument. I went to bed early because I was so tired. It is usually hard for me to get to sleep. Whenever Craig is in bed with me, I feel safe and calm.

After a while, I heard Craig going up the stairs. But the bedroom door didn't open. I heard a door close though. I got up from bed to see what is happening. I heard from the guest room the bed squeaking. What is the world is Craig doing? I open the guest room door to see Craig sitting on the bed with his eyes closed.

I go over to him to hug him. "Craig, I love you." He hugs back."I.. I'm sorry I was just thinking." I sit beside him on the bed. "What were you thinking about?"

"Honey, I want to have a kid with you." Craig looks at me blushing. My face turns white. " WHAT?! You….I can't. I don't...want... children. I'm scared. Are you sick?" I put my hand on to his forehead and pretend to be calm. "Tweek, we have been together for almost twenty years. We gave each other our virginities. We never broke up once. Our love is so powerful, now Imagine giving our power to a child that we love and raise. You're my Tweek and I'm your Craig." Craig grabs for my hand. I pull away and stand up to leave the room.

Craig pulls my hand. I fall on top of him. I already know what happens next. "We should do this in the other bedroom." I say hoping that we could do this tonight. "I'm sorry," Craig says while standing up. "It's okay if you don't want children, but this room would be perfect for "Her". OMG, he has been thinking."HER?! Can you fucking kiss me already." Craig is really sexy at this point.

Craig leaves the room and I hear him going down the stairs. I was surprised. I go and close the door. I sit back on to the bed. I start to tear up. This has never happened before. What do I do? I look out the window. There is a full moon tonight. I need to call someone. I go to our bedroom and grab my phone. I head to the bathroom. I sit in the tub. I look through my contacts and stop at "Kenny McCormick".

I press the call button. I hear the dial and wait for him to pick up. He is really good for love advice. He told me that if I have any trouble with anything to call him. "Kenny McCormick, now who calls me this early?" I laugh "Hey Kenny it's Tweek. Me and Craig got into a fight and I don't know what to do." I hear him sigh "What happened?" He asks.

I explain to him everything, even the anger sex. Twenty minutes later I hear knocking on the bathroom door. I forgot to lock it. The door opens and Kenny is there with a bottle of vodka. "Dude you came all this way for this?" I ask. "I wanted to make sure you were okay. Plus Craig texted me to check on you and to not rape you." He sits on the ground of the bathroom.

"Thanks, Kenny, I just don't know what to think." Kenny puts his hand on my shoulder. "Dude it's perfectly normal when you're talking about the future. I got some vodka." He opens the bottle and drinks from it first, then hands it to me. I grab it and drink half of it. Kenny looks at me mouth open and shocked. "Jesus Christ Tweek!" I start talking about things and Craig. "Like I don't want to hurt Craig but I don't want children because I'm scared and it's so sad."

Next thing I know, I wake up in my bed. My head hurts like hell and I grab my phone. There are a few messages from Craig. I open them up and read them. *Tweek I'm so sorry for hurting you like that. We can talk later. I will work in the store and you can stay home or do whatever. 3 Love you*

I cry a bit before getting up and heading downstairs. I make some coffee and go to the guest room. I open the door and I see Kenny sleeping in the bed. I close the door and let him be. I realize I have the whole day to do whatever I want. But I just want to go to the coffee shop and be with Craig.

I leave a note for Kenny that he is welcome to eat and hang out for a bit. I get dressed then leave. I walk over to the shop because I want some fresh air and prepare myself. As I get closer to there I start to calm down. I start thinking about when Craig's guinea pig, Stripe passed away.

Stripe was 7 when he passed. Craig and I were 15. Craig was very depressed for a while. The day Stripe died was the hardest. Craig and I had a sleepover at my house. I was still awake and Craig was fast asleep. Craig's phone started ringing. I grabbed his phone and I saw it was from Craig's mom. I answered. "Craig, Stripe had to be put down. I'm sorry." I was screaming in my head and I hung up. How am I going to tell Craig.

I woke Craig up and I just hugged him. "Tweek, what happened?" Craig's voice tired from waking up. "I'm sorry Craig,... Stripe…- "What happened to Stripe?" Craig asked holding on to me. "Stripe had to be put down." I said holding Craig tighter. I start hearing Craig sobbing. I rarely hear Craig cry and when he does it breaks my heart.

During that whole week he didn't talk to anyone, not even me. All I did was hold his hand and hug him. He slept over at my house. I was now the supporting boyfriend.

I realize that maybe I don't want children is because I'm scared of losing them. Now I see the store. I walk inside. I see Craig, he looks sad. I walk behind the counter and I hug him. "I love you"