Author's Note: Welcome to Chapter 4! Things are getting pretty exciting! Wouldn't you agree? I wonder what Tweek will do now that he ran into Craig. Well, let's not waste any more time and find out! Enjoy!
Warning: Shounen-ai (Boy x Boy), OC (Original Character), use of drugs, mention of suicide
Disclaimer: South Park Characters do not belong to me
Summary: A new student joins South Park University but he isn't alone. Tweek makes his return after being admitted to a psychiatric hospital after his relationship with Craig declines. Can Tweek make a full recovery with the help of the "new student"?
Chapter 4: Classes
Day 1, 16:13:
"Craig? What are you doing here?" No, no, this can't be happening right now. "I thought you were home or something."
"Hey, why aren't you guys inside… Craig? What are you doing at my house?" Staring at my ex-boyfriend, he wore his blue jacket and chullo with the yellow puffball that I used to wear sometimes.
"I… uh, I should probably leave." Refusing to stay there any longer, I started walking back down the walkway.
"Tweek! Wait up!" Shit, he can't really be chasing me, is he? Oh my god, please don't follow me. Making it to the sidewalk, Craig suddenly jumped in front of me. "Hey, didn't you hear me?" Now that he was closer, I looked down to my shoes, trying to avoid his gaze. "Can we… can we talk? Please don't run. You know I can't keep up with you." Oh Jesus. This is way too much pressure! Why do I have to run into him of all people? It's like a puppeteer bringing all the people I know to torture me! It's like some sort of fan fiction! Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath before staring at him.
"Talk about what?" He looked a bit surprised, which was rare for the emotionless Craig. And if it was possible, he got a lot sexier. Holy shit. His hair is a little bit longer but they were more like bangs now and it looks like we're similar in height.
"Let's talk at your place. Your house is close, right?"
"No, not -ngh- really. I moved."
"Where?" Oh god, I don't want to tell him. I don't want anyone knowing I live right next to Token.
"Um, let's just go back -ngh- to Token's and talk there." Without another word, I began walking back and saw Token standing in the doorway.
"Figured you'd come back. If you need a room, upstairs, second door on the left." Nodding, I slid my shoes on the doormat as Token moved to the side. "By the way, why are you here?" Must be talking to Craig. Hearing his footsteps behind me, I made my way up the stairs.
"I need to borrow your textbook. I'll ask you later." Climbing the last flight, I made a left in the hallway and found the room Token was talking about. Twisting the doorknob, I steadily pushed it open, seeing an elegant room. It has nice, wooden furniture inside and a bed with that white drape that hangs on top of the frame. Turning around, Craig slowly closed the door behind him. "Why did you leave so suddenly?" Rubbing the back of my neck, I took another deep breath. You can do this Tweek. Just stay calm and don't freak out.
"I… just needed -ngh- some time away." Looking down, I grabbed my right arm, trying to avoid his gaze again.
"Where did you go?" I can't tell him I was at the mental institute. He'll start asking more questions like why I was there in the first place. What happened there? When did I leave? Too many questions for me to answer!
"Denver. Listen, there's nothing to talk about. You -ngh- already know we're not dating anymore."
"No, I don't. And don't fucking tell me that shit. I waited two years for you." Smiling softly, I looked back up to meet his icy, blue eyes. The ones that could swallow me whole. And it did before.
"Craig, don't you remember breaking up? Three times? Because of -ngh- Thomas? It's over between us."
"You know that I didn't mean to do those things."
"You said that before too and it was the same amount of times you cheated. Why would you -ngh- think we would still be together?"
"Because I love you." My heart began throbbing faster that I could almost feel it in my ears.
"No, no you don't!" Biting my lip, I tried holding back all the emotions I've been bottling up. "If you did, you wouldn't have gone to him."
"Please believe me. I haven't done anything with him since you've left."
"What the fuck does that matter? You did it -ngh- while we were boyfriends. That's fucking worse so why do you want to torture me? Isn't there someone else that can be with you? Fuck, you can be with -ngh- Thomas if you want."
"I don't want him!" Surprised by his yelling, I held my arm even closer. "I just want you. There hasn't been a day that's gone by when I haven't thought of you. What you've been doing. Where you were. Who you were with. Wondering if you still think about me." Quickly glaring at him, I rose my right hand and pointed at him.
"Why can't you see that it's -ngh- too late!? If you didn't fucking go to him, I would never have left! We would still be together and -ngh- this would have been our eighth year together! I'm done with -ngh- your apologies! I won't go back! I've moved on." Seeing him kick the door behind him, I jumped back. "Gah! Don't do that!" Watching him, he had both his fists curled up that his knuckles were turning white.
"Isn't there anything I can say to win you back? Anything I can do?" His voice suddenly becoming soft, I felt like I understood what he wanted. For me to hear him out. No, I can't go back. I can't go back to the lies. Staring at him, he looked desperate. But I can't… not after what I learned in my sessions.
"Every action has a consequence. I only hope that the time you spent with -ngh- Thomas was worth being without me." Seeing my eyes become slightly blurry, I tried smiling to stay strong. "You have no idea how much I want to be with you. Watching stupid re-runs of Red Racer, playing video games, doing stupid things together like making a snowman even when I don't want to." Chuckling, I took out my handkerchief and wiped my eyes. "I believed you. When you -ngh- apologized back then saying you wouldn't do it again. I was stupid."
"No, you weren't. I was the dumbass. Shit, I'm so fucking sorry Tweek. Can't we try again? One more time?"
"This must be the fourth time I -ngh- heard you apologize. But you don't mean it. If you -ngh- did, you would have stopped after the first -ngh- time." Closing my eyes, I wiped my face again. "I heard you've been doing well. I'm happy to hear that." Feeling my phone vibrate, I dug my phone out of my pocket to see Josh calling.
"H-Hello?" Hearing silence on the phone, I looked at my screen to see if I picked up the call. "Hello?"
"Am I interrupting something?" Staying silent, I coughed a bit before answering.
"Maybe."
"Then hang up. I'll see you in an hour." Hearing the line click, I steadily put my phone away.
"Who was that?" Craig moved closer until he was right in front of me.
"A friend." Feeling his hand on my face, I quickly jumped back.
"Gah! Don't… please don't touch me." Looking slightly shocked, he clicked his tongue as he continued to close the space between us.
"You heard wrong Tweek. I haven't moved on since you left. Give me one more chance."
"Why are you being so persistent? I don't get -ngh- it." Feeling the wall behind me, Craig placed a hand near my face.
"I love you Tweeky. Don't you get it?" With him being so close, I turned away trying to avoid his eyes. "Look at me." I shook my head but that didn't last long when he turned my face towards his.
"Please stop. This is…"
"Too much pressure?" Leaning in, the space between us was quickly getting smaller. Oh Jesus, he's going to kiss me. "You belong to me."
"What made you want to take the pills? What did you see in the school bathroom?" Crying, I tried wiping my tears with my sleeve.
"Craig, he… he… -ngh- when I-I s-saw him w-with Th-Thomas, he s-said that he be-belonged t-to him and t-that I -ngh- wasn't wor-worth his t-time."
"Thank you Tweek." Feeling a pair of arms wrap around me, I opened my eyes to see a blur of Josh. "It's all right. You can let it all out." I began crying into his chest as I tried to pull his coat closer.
"It h-hurts Josh! W-why does i-it hurt so much?" I wrapped my arms around him, hoping that he wouldn't let me go.
"They say that when you've been burned by love, it's hard to open yourself up again."
Remembering that exact moment, I pushed Craig back as hard as I could. "Fuck you asshole! You said that same shit to him! I've had it with your lies!" Quickly moving past him, I was tugged backwards when I felt his hand on my arm. "Let me go!" Struggling against him, he threw me back further into the room as I tumbled on my feet.
"You're not leaving until this is settled."
Knock-Knock
"We're busy!" The door opened and I couldn't see who it was when Craig turned around. "I said we're busy. Who the fuck are you anyway?"
"Is that any way to speak to someone you don't know?" Instantly recognizing the voice, I moved to the side to see Josh waving at me. "I'm here to pick up Tweek. I hope I'm not interrupting anything." Craig quickly stuck a middle finger at him to which Josh started smiling.
"You're not taking him anywhere."
"Is that so? But it looks like Tweek wants to leave. You really shouldn't stop him."
"How the fuck do you know what he wants?"
"Tweek, do you want to leave?" Feeling nervous with both of them staring at me, I nodded my head slowly. "There you have it. Please excuse us." When Josh moved past Craig, he was quickly pushed up against the wall.
"Gah! Craig! Let go of him!" I cried out but he simply held him there.
"Aren't we violent? Is this a cry for attention?" Seeing Josh smirk, I became more nervous. Shit, he's going to piss him off. "Or better yet, were you neglected as a child? That would be a possible explanation for your behavior."
"Shut your fucking mouth!" Swiftly pushing Craig off before he could throw a punch, he stumbled a bit but quickly re-gained his balance. "Tweek, what the hell are you doing?"
"Will you just stop it!? We're not talking anymore until you -ngh- fucking calm down! I'm leaving!" Hearing Josh chuckle, I glanced back to see him straightening up his shirt.
"This is a classic. When communication doesn't work, physical violence is the next step. It's amazing to see how easily someone can become so frustrated."
"Josh, can you -ngh- please stop?" Not wishing for Craig to beat his ass, I pleaded with Josh as he cracked his neck.
"Fine. Do you have everything you need?" Checking my belongings, I have my backpack but where's my thermos? "Oh, you dropped this." Speak of the devil. I took my thermos from Josh as I took off my backpack to place it inside. "And you even dropped my handkerchief? I'm hurt that this is how you would treat my gift."
"I accidentally dropped it." Quickly grabbing it, his grin still didn't leave.
"My, I wonder what happened in here for you to drop your stuff. Oh well, I'll wait for you downstairs. Don't take too long." Walking past Craig, he stopped when he was in the hallway to turn around. "Actions may speak louder than words but in this case, you might want to try using words first. Otherwise, you just may wind up in a cold, lonely place."
"Is that a threat?"
"Of course not. It's just friendly advice." After waving his hand, he began walking away.
"He's right, Craig." Turning back to me, he looked unfazed by Josh's comment. "We can continue this another time but only if you're -ngh- calm. And when you're willing to be honest."
"How have I not been honest?" Looking down, I tossed my backpack on my shoulders and walked closer to him.
"I was there when I saw you with -ngh- Thomas. You said that he belonged to you and that I wasn't worth your time. Well, am I worth your time now?" Not bothering to wait, I quickly walked away and saw Josh waiting for me at the end of the hallway. "I thought -ngh- you said you were going to wait downstairs?" Shrugging his shoulders, we walked side by side. "How did you know I was here?"
"Let's just say an acquaintance of mine overheard the both of you yelling." Smiling at me, I looked down at the carpeting. Were we that loud? But this is a big house. There's no way anyone could have heard us. Unless there's listening devices all over the house! That has to be the reason! Wait, Josh has an acquaintance that's here? Finally arriving downstairs, both Clyde and Token stood up from the couch.
"Tweek! You okay man?" Clyde patted me on the back as I nodded my head.
"Sorry about that. I didn't know Craig would be here."
"It's fine."
"Did you still wanna hang out with us?" Peering at Clyde, Token suddenly hit him over the head. "Ow! What the hell dude?"
"Of course he doesn't. Would you want to talk to anyone if you and Bebe just had a 'talk'?" Clyde looked defeated. "Exactly. We'll hang out with him later."
"Ah Josh, thank you for coming. Did you come through the other entrance?" A tall man walked into the room, shaking Josh's hand.
"Yes, I did Mr. Black." Mr. Black? Oh, this is Token's dad. "Finding this place was harder than I thought it'd be."
"No worries at all. Token, this is Josh, one of my doctor's sons who will be attending South Park University this year. Please be sure to show him around when you get the chance."
"Sure." Noticing that Clyde was staring at Josh, I tried to get his attention by staring back at the brunette.
"You look like an Asian version of Craig." My jaw dropped as Token immediately hit him over the head again. "Will you stop hitting me!?"
"Then stop saying things that are idiotic. Sorry about him. My name's Token and I'll be more than happy to show you around. Did you happen to visit my father's workplace?"
"Not really. I just know my father works closely with him."
"How do you know Tweek then?" I stared at Josh, wondering how he was going to answer.
"You're quite inquisitive. There was a pen-pal program set up and Tweek happened to be the one answering my letters." A pen-pal program? Who the hell is going to believe that? Feeling someone tap my shoulder, I looked back to see Craig gesturing me to follow him.
"Father, you had something like that set up?" Walking away from the conversation, Craig took out his phone.
"Can I have your number?" Oh god, if I don't give it to him, he'll pester someone else for it and Clyde will probably give it to him even if I tell him not to. Staring at his phone, I exhaled loudly when I took it and entered my number. "Thanks. I'll see you later then?"
"I -ngh- guess." Seeing Craig smile made me feel a bit warmer for some reason. Shit, I'm leaving right now. Even when the others were still talking, I moved in between them all and left through the front door.
"Now that isn't nice leaving the person who came to pick you up in the first place." Josh swiftly caught up to me as we began walking in pace. "Need some time to think?" Nodding my head, I looked up to the sky to see it getting cloudy again.
Day 1, 17:26:
"You knew that was -ngh- Craig right?" Eating a fry, I watched Josh as he began devouring his food.
"I had my suspicions. I can see why you were drawn to him." Taking a bite out of his burger, he followed it up with some water.
"What's that -ngh- supposed to mean?"
"Ignore my comment. Please continue." Glaring at him, I took another fry.
"He apologized, kept saying how much he loved me and that he wants me back." I watched as he sipped on his water, waiting for me to continue. "Ngh, he… also tried to kiss me, I think. But I pushed him away and no matter how much I kept bringing up -ngh- Thomas, he wouldn't give up."
"Interesting. They say you don't know what you have until it's gone. But the truth is, you knew exactly what you had; you just thought you'd never lose it. Have you heard of this phrase before?" I shook my head. "Think about it. It may apply to your ex-boyfriend. Either way, Craig is an interesting character. It'd be fascinating to have a couple of sessions with him." I shuddered at the thought. He'd probably rip Craig's mental health in half as easily as shredding paper.
"Why do you think he's -ngh- interesting?"
"Don't worry about what I think."
"Why not?" Scowling at the doctor, he merely smiled back.
"Predisposition. You must form your own judgment and opinion first before hearing others'. Tell me what you think of what Craig said to you." Sipping my coffee, I rubbed my head, trying to think. "While it's important to use your brain, think about what you feel as well. Trust your instincts."
"I want to forgive him but I can't -ngh- forget what I went through. He cheated on me not once but three times. How can I -ngh- forgive him for doing that?"
"Ah, logic over emotion. Showing genuine compassion to those who have wronged us, instead of allowing anger to eat away at us is the best course of action. However, I do stand by what I've said in many... conversations. Everything you do has consequences. Will you choose to forgive and be with him with the risk of being hurt again? Or will you choose to merely be friends with the risk of being able to fix your relationship and potentially be happy together? That's something for you to think about."
"That's too much pressure." Feeling depressed, I took another sip of my coffee as I pushed my fries away. I'm not that hungry anymore.
"Sometimes, the choices we make will be difficult. Challenging even. But these are the things that will enable you to grow."
"What would you do?" Peering at Josh, he began picking at my fries.
"Again, predisposition. Tell me what you want to do."
"I want to be with him."
"But you're scared of him cheating on you again?" Nodding my head, I slunk back in my seat. "Trust is believing that the person who is trusted will do what is expected. When trust is absent, everything will fail if the lack of trust has not been identified and addressed. I'm assuming that you also want him to feel the same pain you went through, correct?" Feeling guilty, I twirled away from his gaze. "Don't be so ashamed. It's normal to feel that way. But there are other ways to get through this without being vengeful."
"How?"
"Rebuilding trust means a commitment to changing how you think. Mistakes are inevitable. After all, we're human beings." Not understanding what he said, he began cleaning up his mess.
"Wait, I don't -ngh- get it."
"You will in time. Now let's go, we don't want to be late for class." Annoyed, I started gathering my things as we both stood up and threw our trash out. Following him out of the cafeteria, we began walking down the hallway. What did he mean by that? Is he saying to forgive and forget? But I've done that already. Three fucking times! "Don't think so hard." Glancing back up, he ruffled my hair with a grin. "Relationships with people will be difficult but think about how many people are part of a relationship. Then who has to do the work?"
"Is that another trick question? Why can't you be -ngh- direct for once?"
"Feed a man a fish, he'll eat for a day. Teach a man to fish, he'll eat for a lifetime. Well, would you look at that? I believe our first class just became more interesting." Seeing the grin on his face get even bigger, I glanced ahead to see Craig heading in our direction. Oh shit! I quickly moved behind Josh, hoping that he didn't see me. "I hope you know that was very obvious."
"Tweek?" Hearing Craig say my name, I peered over to see him standing in front of us. "Are you hiding from me?"
"Gah!" Josh began laughing and when I felt him ruffle my hair again, I closed my right eye.
"Calm down." Opening my eye, Craig had one of the angriest scowls I've ever seen. "I believe I didn't introduce myself previously. My name is Josh, nice to meet you." He merely flipped my doctor off in response.
"How do you know Tweek?" Feeling a little bit brave, I came out from behind Josh.
"Hmm, we were pen pals until I met up with him in Denver. How long ago was that? Ah, I think about two years ago? Time really flies when you're having fun." Flipping Josh off again, he turned to me.
"Do you have class right now?" Oh god, this is too much pressure.
"Yeah, english 15."
"I'm in that class. Wanna sit together?" Glancing over to Josh, he waved his hands while chuckling.
"Don't worry about me. I'll find a way to entertain myself. We'll meet after your math class."
"Okay." Walking away, he gave a wave before disappearing out of sight.
"You're meeting up with him after your math class?"
"Yeah, what's -ngh- wrong with that?" He clicked his tongue.
"Nothing, we'll talk later. Let's just get to class." While walking up the stairs, I could feel the urge to twitch. Ugh, keep it together Tweek! "You okay?" Keeping quiet, I nodded as we landed on the second floor.
"Fucking shit!" Hearing someone yell, I looked towards the direction of our classroom to see a familiar face wearing a checkered shirt. Wait, is that Josh standing next to him? Getting closer, the rest of the students began walking into the classroom.
"My, my. What have we here?" Shit, I knew he looked familiar! That's fucking Thomas! Yep, the world really hates me right now. Maybe it was a bad idea to come back to South Park or even leave the house today.
"Sorry, I have Tourette's Syndrome."
"Ah, something incurable for the time being. Fascinating."
"Thomas?" Peering at Craig, he looked emotionless but that's how he always looks.
"Craig?" Turning towards the classroom, Josh had one of the biggest smiles on his face. Oh god, I haven't seen a smile like that since I started talking about my… attempt to kill myself.
"What are you doing here?"
"Fuck! Uh, I'm going to college here. Didn't think I'd see you so soon again."
"It would appear that you two know one another. Perhaps it would be a good time to catch up. Tweek, shall we go ahead?" Craig immediately placed his arm in front of me, stopping me from going with Josh. "Are we practicing false imprisonment? That's a felony and tort."
"Cock!" Josh began laughing as we all continued staring at him.
"My apologies. Thomas, is it? I wasn't laughing at you but the situation I've found myself in. This town is such a small world. I can only hope that things continue to stay interesting. Now," He stretched out a hand to me. "Tweek, care to join me?"
"He. Isn't. Going. With. You."
"Oh? If that's the case, Thomas, would you care to sit with me?" Surprisingly, Thomas agreed as they both entered the classroom. Just who else am I going to run into today?
"I don't have feelings for him. In case you were wondering." No, I wasn't but now I am. Did you have feelings for him before? That would explain why you cheated on me in the first place. Twitching a bit, we walked inside and saw at least 20-30 other students.
"Tweek! You're in this class too?" Searching for the voice, Bebe waved her hand frantically when I noticed Josh sitting on her left with Thomas. There were two open seats available on her right, coincidentally. "Come over here! You can bring Craig too!" When is this day going to be over?
Day 1, 19:01:
"Wow, that was so boring." Bebe stretched her arms above her head as we left the classroom. "Do you have another class?"
"Ngh, math."
"Sounds like fun. Well, I wish I could stay and chat but I have a date tonight so I can't be late!" Swiftly bringing Josh and I into a group hug, she began skipping off. "I'll see the both of you bright and early tomorrow!"
"Shit! Craig, can I talk to you?" Hearing Thomas' question, I felt a bit pissed about them being alone together. Who knows what they're going to do? Whatever! Craig can do whatever the fuck he wants just like I can.
"Hey Tweek! I didn't know you were in this class." Hearing my name, Stan left the same classroom we were just in. That's weird, I didn't even see him in there.
"Hi Stan. Ngh."
"What's your next class?"
"Math 30."
"What a coincidence! So do I! Wanna walk there together?" What the hell is going on? Why are there so many people I know in this class? I forgot how fucking small this town is. "Oh, hey Craig. Didn't see you standing there." Looking behind me, Craig flipped him off.
"I'll text you later Tweek." Watching both him and Thomas walk away, I really wanted to stop them from leaving together. No, control yourself Tweek. "Wait, I want to talk to you first." Seeing Craig point at Josh, he raised one of his eyebrows. "Come with me." Taking a step forward, I grabbed Josh's arm, stopping him. Staring at me, he smiled as he moved closer to my ear.
"Don't worry about me. I'll be fine. I'll see you later tonight, okay?" Defeated, I let him go as the three of them turned to the next hallway.
"What was that all about?" Shrugging my shoulders, I wish I knew. "Are you and Craig back together?"
"No, not really."
"That's good. I never liked how he was using you back then. Come on, let's go." Following Stan, he went down the stairs as I stayed closely behind.
"You knew about that?"
"Yeah? You and him were one of the longest couples South Park ever had and it was easy to see when he started going for Thomas. All of us felt bad with how he treated you. You shouldn't get back together with him." Hearing his words, I felt upset. I didn't know the whole school knew what was happening. Am I the last to know? "Well, that's all in the past now. Kenny's also in the same class so I hope you don't mind sitting with him." Somehow, we were already standing in front of the next classroom.
"There you are… who's this?" Sensing someone next to me, I slowly moved away, hiding my anxiousness as I almost jumped away instead. Looking over, a guy with blonde hair and blue eyes wearing an orange parka and pants was smiling at us. Where the hell did he come from?
"It's Tweek. Don't you recognize him?" Bringing his face closer to my own, it made me move back even further.
"Tweek? You look different."
"I can say the same -ngh- for you." I don't remember Kenny being attractive. Grinning, he made his way into the classroom with both of us in tow.
"Since when did you become so opinionated?" Paying no heed to his question, we took a couple of seats in the middle of the classroom. "So Stan, when are you going to propose to Kyle?
"Shut the fuck up Kenny. You know he's fucking straight." At least the classroom was still empty.
"Yeah, straight as my dick."
"I definitely did not need to know that."
"You were going to find out eventually." Seeing Stan turn bright red, this was another part I don't remember about Kenny. I wonder if Kenny's gay too. "No, I'm not gay." Widening my eyes, I stared at him as he had a smirk on his face. He reminds me too much of Josh already. "Well, maybe for Kyle I am." Hearing Stan groan, he took out a notebook and opened it on his desk. "So Tweek, how's it going? You don't seem to twitch as much anymore."
"Really?" Taking out my thermos, I opened it up and took a sip of my coffee. Yes! It's still warm.
"I see you still love coffee at least. By the way, there was an Asian guy on campus. I saw him hanging out with you in the cafeteria today. Who is he?"
"Was that the guy you were with after english?" I nodded to Stan.
"His name's Josh. He's -ngh- from Denver who decided to come here for college."
"Pft, who the hell wants to come here for college? Should have just stayed in Denver. How do you know him?"
"We were pen pals while I was away."
"Pen pals? Do people really still do those things?"
"Shut it Kenny. I think it's pretty cool they did something like that instead of meeting online. By the way, did you know Thomas is attending this university too?" Hearing his name, I decided to take my notebook out to distract myself from the conversation.
"Really? I wonder what will happen if he meets with Craig."
"They -ngh- already did." Well, I didn't last too long staying away from that conversation.
"Damn, too bad I wasn't there."
"Really dude? That's all you care about? Think about how Tweek must be feeling." Sighing, I laid my head on the desk waiting for class to start. "Sorry, we can stop talking about him if you want."
"It doesn't matter." Turning away from them, I closed my eyes, hoping to drift away in the darkness. I wonder what Craig is doing. Is he doing stuff with Thomas again? No, I can't think like that. I shouldn't even be thinking about him.
Day 1, 20:24:
Walking down the hallway alone, there was someone standing near the entrance. "Hey cutie. Need a ride?" Recognizing Craig's voice, he walked directly into the moonlight. Oh Jesus, he looks beautiful in that lighting. "Come on, let's go." Not sure what to do, he began walking to the parking lot as I followed behind. Unlocking a pretty old Honda, he started it up as I took the seat next to him.
"Wait, you don't -ngh- know where I live." Staying silent, we drove out of the parking lot and onto the street. Shit, is he going to kidnap me? Oh god, if he kidnaps me, no one's going to know! Is this revenge for our talk this afternoon? Gah! This is what happens when you deny Craig Tucker!
"Do you have a boyfriend?"
"What? Why?"
"I spoke to Josh. He kept talking in riddles, which was fucking annoying. I can't believe you know the guy." Smiling, it felt nice knowing that I wasn't the only one who thought that way about my doctor. "He wouldn't answer any of my questions and just told me to ask you. There's no way you'd say no to being with me unless you had someone else."
"Wow, you're unbelievable."
"Shit, that's not what I meant to say." Shaking my head, I felt my phone vibrate as I took it out of my pocket. A new message.
Stan: hey, do you wanna do the math homework with me tomorrow?
"Who's that?"
"Stan." Hearing Craig groan, I glanced over to him.
"What the actual fuck? Even he has your number?" I put my phone away, deciding not to piss him off anymore. I'll just reply to him when I get home. "What did he say?"
"He -ngh- wants to do some homework together."
"Tell him no." Feeling slightly annoyed, I began glaring at him.
"What did you and Thomas talk about?"
Author's Note: And now we're at the end! I hope you've enjoyed the story so far so please let me know what you think! Leave a review and be sure to follow this story! Thanks again for reading! Until next time everyone!
