Chapter two: Begging
I woke up ruffled by someone harshly shaking me.
"Get up kid, it's way too early for this." A man in a security uniform ordered, I screeched and shot up.
"Eep! I-I'm so s-so sorry! Please-ack-don't cut off my arms and cook them into over priced tacos!" I begged scared, dropping to my knees. The guard raised a brow and glanced at Craig, who appeared grumpy from being knocked out of his sleep. The raven just shrugged as if he was used to me pleading to keep my life. The man shook his head and groaned at us.
"Man, I have never seen anything like this. What are you hoodlums camping out in a store? Especially you Gothy, sleeping in a barbie girl bag?" He chuckled.
"Tch, I believe that's none of your business." Craig grunted irritated. "We were simply shopping for a hat when the store suddenly closed in on us. Can we go?"
Oh crap, my teammate just LIED! That's a bad thing! What if the guard knows he's not saying the truth and we get our heads chopped off? Oh no, I need my head!
"ACK! T-that's not t-true sir! We st-stayed in here p-purposely to sleep f-for the night, s-since we-ngh-ran away!" I confessed, the raven snapped a glare at me. I shrunk inside myself, great now HE'S going to get me.
"Oh really? The things you kids do these days...I'm going to let you off easy this time. Now get out of my sight, go on leave."
"Thank you." Craig nodded his head.
"I-I could have w-went to jail, a-and got gang r-raped!" I tried reasoning to him, as we walked back outside. The Tucker had questioned me of why I had told the truth.
"And you would had still went to jail since you told the truth. Didn't that cross your mind?"
"...No. But-ngh-it's b-bad to l-lie!"
"Well what did you expect? if you're going to be my runaway partner, you're going to learn how to break the law sometimes. Got that?" Craig demanded, more than asked. Being obedient and not wanting to anger him, I said,
"O-ok.."
"That's a good Tweek." He reached over and patted my wild bleach hair.
I noticed how Craig's hair is neatly fixed, because of the hat being gone from his head. I used to try and comb mines, except I twitch and jerk so much that it just goes back to being messy. I also realized my backpack is slightly heavier and bulging. I took it off me and looked in my inventory. Inside, was my beef jerky and the money. Though also a box of round crackers, 3 bottles of water, 2 packets of smoked sausage bits, oranges, and apples.
"JESUS CHRI-" I almost screamed, my mouth being covered by Craig's hand. He immediately zipped of my book bag, dancing his midnight orbs around to see if anyone had noticed the scene.
"Look, we need the food and supplies," He explained in a soft voice in my ear. Strangely calming. "So when you finally fell asleep, I took a few things from the store and stuffed them into our bags. I mostly put food in yours, I have clothes and other tools we could use."
I snatched my head away from his hand and exclaimed hysterically.
"T-That's stealing! Y-You made m-m-me a d-dirty THIEF! I-" Craig slapped his hand back where it was and grinned nervously at the people who stopped to stare at us.
"You must be really crazy!" He hissed murderously. "You seriously need to be taught how to whisper, if that's even possible for you! Just relax.."
I clutched Robert and tried breathing slower. Oh my god, I'm a criminal! This mad, mad, man took away my innocence! Oh crap, what now? Will God, if real, ever forgive me for this sin? No, my soul belongs to the Devil. This is all Craig's fault! Why would he steal, something's bad going to happen, I know it! I was right, people are dangerous. You can't trust anyone, not even yourself. I have to get away from this person, fast!
"O-ok, I'm g-good n-now.." I told him. As soon as Craig released me, I dashed off in another direction.
"Tweek what the heck!" I heard him exasperate as I ran out of his extent. Yay I'm free, I'm-
"GAH!" Craig grabbed strongly on the back of my collar, pulling me back.
"LET ME GO YOU MURDERER! HELP ANY-" I'm not sure how many times the raven will cover my loud mouth.
"Everything is ALRIGHT..." Craig panted annoyed. "I promise you that I will kill you, if you keep this up! Understood?" I nodded my head in defeat, I should have stayed obeying this evil teen in the first place. Did I actually think I could have escaped from this juvenile?
"Y-you d-don't even l-like-ngh-me. So w-why do you w-want t-to keep me?" I stuttered beneath his hand, pointing it out. Surprisingly, he blushed crimson.
"That's not t-true. I actually find your spasms amusing. But really, I need to keep you because I need you for a quality I don't own." Craig let go of me, we started walking again. What could I, by any means, have that he doesn't?
"W-what?" I inquired, cocking my head at him. The raven glanced at me.
"Let's just say...you have innocence."
Now it was my turn to blush. Craig had complimented me, didn't he? I've learned that innocence could be viewed as 'adorable' or 'cute'. Wait, hold the goddamn phone! Does he find me attractive? Oh no, oh no, no, no. That can not be good. He'll fucking rape me! My panicky thoughts got interrupted by the said future rapist.
"Since we're lacking cash, you could act homeless and beg for money to people. I look like I an disloyal and law-breaking teenager, so no adult is going to fall for me. However you," Craig eyed me. "You're face is pristine and blameless. You show fear, your voice is simply harmless. Pure innocence."
"Ack! T-that's not r-right though!"
"Well, do you have an better idea, oh knowledgeable one?"
I thought extra hard, probably harder than I ever thought in my 13 years of life. There has to be a better way to get money, we could get jobs? No, they'll ask for information we can't give since we ran away. As I was pondering, I heard Craig laugh at my scrunched up face, and how I was scratching my head and rubbing my chin as if I had a beard. Which I do when concentrating.
"...I-I have n-nothing..."
"Exactly, now come here so I could make you appear homeless and pitiful." The Tucker ordered.
Half an hour later from going in a clothing store's dressing room, I was clad in a torn brown fabric the store had and gave to us for free. My shirt was baggy and cloaked with various holes, my shorts were snipped at the ends as if someone took scissors and clipped the ends jaggedly (Craig did that, with the scissors he stole from earlier). The raven also patted dirt on my cheeks, body, and hair. Since my hair is already untamed, there was nothing to do in that department. Lastly, I wore one sock the store additionally gave us, since it had a hole where the big toe was.
"Remember the plan, right?" Craig inquired as I stood there in front of him humiliated, I nodded. I was suppose to go up to people, beg, look 'sweet', and gain the dough. "Splendid, I'll be a way's off so no one won't think I'm with you."
My teammate then jogged in another direction, luckily not too far from me. TOO MUCH DAMN PRESSURE! Why do I got to be the nice one? I fiddled with my fingers and tip toed to some lady passing by.
"U-Uhm, I-I'm r-really-ACK!-h-hungry." I whispered shakily. "P-please, do y-you have a-any ch-change to spare..?"
"Aw, aren't you just the saddest thing?" The woman sympathized, reaching into her pockets and handing me a bill. "Don't spend it all in one place now you little scamp!" With that, she walked off.
I practically skipped back to Craig, which was uncharacteristic of me. I couldn't help it, I've just achieved something! When I came up to the reject, I smiled proudly.
"L-look! We e-earned 10 w-whole d-dollars." As I held the bill up, I noticed that Craig was staring at me dazed, blushing vividly.
"W-what's-ugh-wrong?" The Tucker avoided his eyes from me.
"N-nothing, everything's p-perfectly fine..." He began. "It's just that you...y-you looked so...it's nothing..."
Oh no, what have I done? I must have disappointed him into not jacking enough cash from that woman! I am a total disaster who ruins things in all turns! Craig is devastated by my failure as his partner, I should have appeared more innocent. How could I have sadden him?
"I-I'M SO S-SORRY!" I babbled, bowing my head. "I'll d-do my b-best n-next time! I p-p-promise!"
The raven glanced at me a bit confused, though I realized my mistake. It wasn't disappointment he had, it was embarrassment. Why would Craig be embarrass of me? Wait, don't answer that.
"Uhm, okay, you do that then."
Afterwards, of doing the act 6 more times, with 3 people giving in, and the other 3 yelling at me, and with the money we already had, we totaled 49 bucks. It was getting late, and we went searching for a cheap motel we could stay at. When we discovered a filthy but reasonable one, we rented it. However even the motel's name is frightening, 'Grim's Rest Stop: Where Peace is Met' What the crap! This place has zombies, definitely. They'll come and eat my brains out! Just calm down, Robert is here for me.
The raven and I washed up before heading to the one twin-sized bed the room had. I felt relieved to have the dirt off my face and body, though uncomfortable to be sleeping next to Craig, who wore only boxers as of me. Isn't it against one of God's laws to be with another man? Except we aren't really together, and I'm just sleeping next to him. Wait, screw that, this place has the living DEAD haunting around! And if Craig is a rapist, I'll be molested and turned into a zombie, that's double the kill and torture!
"Tweek, just lay down.." The Tucker groaned. He was already settled under the thin sheets, which were surprisingly clean. Craig was looking at me rocking back and forth fearfully, in fetal position crying.
"Ngh..I d-don't wanna..." He sighed.
"And why is that Tweek?"
"...I-I'll be raped and k-killed by y-you and the d-dead p-people..." I explained sniffling. A pause, then a light snicker.
"Are you serious? You are worst than a 6 year old. Look, no one's going to get you, or rape you. I'm here for ya." He assured amused.
"R-really?" I asked shocked.
"Of course, we're a team right? We protect each other. So go to sleep, nothing will hurt you. I might though, if you don't lay down." I started to fidget.
"Err...you're n-not going t-to believe m-me...b-but what if th-the Devil c-comes into m-my dreams a-again?" Another pause.
"Did he come into your dreams the last time you slept in the store?"
"N-now that I t-think about it, n-no. Y-yet he could c-come tonight!" I asserted scared. The next thing I felt, was Craig's arms pulling me to his warm body, he held me tightly. Shit he's going to violate my tiny defenseless body! Before I could scream for my life, the Tucker shushed me.
"You'll be alright. The Devil is not out getting you while I'm here. Trust me on that. So just go to sleep, for my sake." Craig soothingly whispered, brushing my blonde mane gently. I had my head against his heaving chest comfortably, his arms were secured around my waist . This snuggle was something I am not used to, however I was instantly calmed by it. I blushed and slowly snaked my arms around him. The raven tensed, and relaxed.
"C-Craig?" I spoke softly, shutting my eyes.
"Hm?"
"Y-you'll really g-guard me fr-from the D-Devil?"
"Duh."
"...T-thank y-you..."
"..."
"Craig?" I stated after some thought.
"Yes?" He sounded irritated now, being kept from sleeping.
"...You c-could be n-nice w-when you want t-to. I-I like this s-side of you b-better..." I confessed timidly. Craig didn't reply for awhile so I began to drift off when he whispered,
"...Sunsets don't shed tears...only the clouds around them shed tears."
Why does he keep repeating that mostly every time I cry?
Hmm, Good question Tweek. Eventually we shall find out ~~
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