Craig POV
I fucking hate lines, this is bullshit I think this as we stand here " Craig would you claim down, it's not the end of the world" I hear the smart ass comment, I snorted but kept my cool and just gave him a flip of my middle finger, Kenny holding his hands up in mock surrender along with a chuckle " sorry"
I rolled my eyes, thinking back on the idea of a double date, what could go wrong? I said oh I don't know, Kenny not shutting up.
I turned away from him, I wasn't going to let one thing get me in bad mood; everything had to be perfect I owe it to tweek.
He's my everything, I lean in and nuzzle his cheek earning just a blush from my Tweekers in returned, he had been quiet since we got here, sure he would let out a 'gah' every now and then but that was it.
Tweek begin quiet was never good, but maybe he just wanted to get out of cold and into the play "four "I answered before the tall man in the ticket booth could ask, reaching into my pocket and pulling out my skull black wallet using my left hand to pay him before I knew it, Kenny and Butters had already taken their tickets and headed inside.
Tsk, when is he going to get a clue and get it though his thick blond skull of his that Kenny isn't going to come around, that bitter cold truth crossed my mind as I watched the two walk into large candle light room full with rows of seats, it was very fancy and soft I took note as we sat down. Tweek and I sitting in few seats in front to have a good view of the play, not that it was problem in first place not that many people were there to begin with, with Kenny and Butters sitting next to us not like it really mattered.
I look over at something much more entraining to me, his hazel eyes so full of life and energy , I cupped his cheek feeling the warmth of cheeks, his long wild blond hair stood out every end but yet it was so soft and when I lend in, the smell of coffee and chocolate hit my nose this only made me want him more, when I tried to kiss his soft lovely lips , he turned his face away causing my lips to land on his cheek " hey what's wrong?" I asked, he began to shake and mumbling along the lines of "ER! T-Too much pressure"
Tweek was never really good at lying, I placed my finger under his chin and force him to look at me " Tweek please tell me" his hazel eyes seemed to be full of regret and wonder as if he was trying to decide to tell me " Craig I-" before he could go on, the lights dimmed and the stage light shined on centered stage and then the curtain raised.
Tweek broke awake from my gaze and his eyes were now glued on the play, I sighed dropping the subject for now. So far the play isn't boring, dare I say it's actually good? So far from what I gathered It's about this small girl who's father won't let her live her dreams and the father is kind of an asshole, man do I know how that feels. I find myself smiling because all she wants is to have her dreams come true, she reminds me of ruby (even though she is a brat I will still protect her from anything) I place my arm around Tweek , to get his eyes on me for just a moment so I can whisper to him softly how much I love this.
He doesn't turn to look at me; he just keeps watching the play.
Should I be worried? No don't be silly, he's probably thinking of somewhere to go as thanks for me loving this play, so with that safe thought I turned back and watched the rest of the show.
After it ended, we took our leave that's when I hear whimpering, I sigh deciding stop the horny Kenny from touching Butters "Kenny stop trying to fuck butters" I turned giving him a frown, his one hand was almost up the crybaby's shirt with his other holding him close, he turns at me making a sad face "aw come on! Just little more" "No" he finally sighed and removed his hands and stuffed them into his baggy jeans; "Tha-thanks Craig" Butters sniffed as he smiled, I ignore it and we finally leave.
Its cold, the wind is howling as we continued to walk on the sidewalk, I look beside me at tweekers "Did you enjoy the show?" I ask He doesn't say a word; he just looked down and mumbles something under his breath "er! It-it was nice" it was the way he just said it, I didn't buy it "Just nice?" he avoided my gaze.
I grabbed his hand; his fingers are warm against mine "tweek, if there is something on your mind"
I could see tears building up in his eyes as he stays close to me "I-I just been having a really bad day"
Cartman POV
Shit it's cold, I curse as I stand at the bus stop, pulling up my hood feeling the cold air against my skin, looking at my watch I grow even more annoyed a the fact that it's almost fucking midnight; the bus was supposed to have come 4 minutes ago, this is what I get for working overtime.
I usually don't take the bus, in my option it's for fucking poor people like Kenny; I mean why should I pay fucking money when I can get butters to drive me, however I had no choice since butters had to go out with that fucking poor asshole Kenny, I was left with no choice! I mean it's not like I give a crap what butters does with Kenny, I mean I don't care! I…I don't care
I could just see it, that fucking perv just trying to get in butters pants oh god it makes me sick! I plopped on the bench and covered my face with my hands, letting out a groan of frustration. Today seems to be the worst day of my life, nothing seems to be going my way and I fucking hate it; I think over the daily events starting with this morning
Flashback
I hear my phone go off I growled at the sound of it, I turn not even going answer or see who was calling but then my phone started to ring " god damnit do they have any idea of what time it is!?" I grabbed my dark red phone that butters had bought me, I flipped opened my phone and looked over it.
Butters- Hey Eric! I won't be at work today, because I promise Kenny I would go out with him to a play
He's hanging out with him? What the fuck!? Why would he even say yes to that poor shit! I wasn't going to let him off just like that!
Eric- butters you're a faggot!
I threw my phone against the wall out of anger, this is so gay! At this point I couldn't get to back to sleep so I just decided to get dressed and get work over and done with; I wasn't going to be poor like Kenny, working at KFC was something I enjoyed, if you did a good job you got paid and free chicken.
I looked at myself in the mirror, I had to say I looked as handsome as always; also no matter what that Jew says, I'm big boned damnit! I didn't give a shit what some people thought about me anymore, because most of them were bitches and assholes, well I did care about someone noticing me. I ran a hand though my messy dark hair, it seems just yesterday we had sex in that restroom, although I would never say it out load it was best sex of my life. I searched around my room and found my work shirt; I haven't washed for, what? Three days? It's still good for another day and with that I put it on and put on my everyday brown baggy jeans.
I feel like shit, why? Because my bitch of a boss just told me if I want to keep my job, then I gotta work overtime! God damnit! This means I would have to take the late bus.
If there one thing I hated out of everything! It was the 1 am bus! There are always no empty seats left. It fucking pisses me off how people ride the late bus and sucks fucking balls.
After my long nightmare shift ended, I left the hellhole I called a job even though the free chicken was worth it but the fact of listening to that bitch complain for four hours long, was so not!
Flashback ends
I continued to wait another 3 minutes, taping my foot I was starting to lose my temper; It's always fucking late, it's full of assholes just dying to take all the seats! Man people can't drive for shit in this town; I plain on moving out of here as soon as I get out of high school.
I hear footsteps; I shook my head at the thought of some other asshole that might take the last seat! COULD THIS DAY GET ANY WORSE!?
"h-hi Eric, sorry I'm late"
The voice was soft and cheerful, I looked to my side to find butters standing close to me with a cheerful smile in place, his baby blue eyes stared into my dark brown one's I was speechless, at first I was going to yell at the little fag for leaving me but then I stopped, I saw something that made me angry. A black eye. It was dark mixed with purple his eye was turning red, I could hear a couple of sniffs meaning he had been crying, this made me so fucking pissed! No one I mean no one does that to butters! That's my job! "What-what the fuck happen to you?" I would have kicked my own ass for even messing up my own words "DID KENNY DO THIS!? DID HE HIT YOU!?"
Butters at first look scared "What-what? You mean my eye? It's nothing, I just…got him upset and it's didn't end well" He chuckled as if he didn't even notice, I grabbed him "you know god damn well that's not true! I will kick that's black asshole ass!" I held him close to me not even giving a damn who saw us, he looked up at me and smiled softly " no, Eric please…just let me handle this " how can someone go through so much pain but just go around smiling without a care in the world, maybe that's why Kenny gets away with it. I felt myself wanting him, to protect him in any way I could so I did the only thing I could do, I kissed him and he kissed me back.
