Tweek watched Craig sleep. He'd been watching him all night. When Craig had suddenly gasped like that, it had given Tweek such a scare. He'd never heard Craig gasp before. It had really shocked him. He knew Craig hadn't slept a wink all night, and he knew staring at him was making Craig uncomfortable, but he couldn't help it.
At about four in the morning, Josh came back with a letter in his hands. Tweek rushed over and opened the window.
"Josh! I didn't expect you to come back! Weren't you able to give him the letter?" Tweek eyed the letter in Josh's hands.
"No, I gave it to him, but he told me to wait so I could give you a reply. He took forever to read it. After he read it, he just sat there for the longest time, staring at it. He finally wrote a reply and said to come straight here and give it to you." He handed Tweek the letter.
"He didn't write much, from what I saw. I have to go now, to scare the poor bastard that lives in my house." Tweek shook his head at Josh.
"I told you not to do that, Josh. I don't scare Craig, and look how well we get along!"
"Sorry Tweek, but I'm straight. I'm not interested in making out with the boy I haunt." With that, he left, leaving a partly pissed and confused Tweek. Tweek leaned out the window and yelled.
"What the hell did you mean by that, Josh!" of course, there was no reply. Josh was long gone.
"Tweekers, you okay?" Tweek turned around to see a half asleep Craig sitting up in bed, staring at him. Shit, he'd yelled so loud that he'd woken Craig.
"I-I'm fine, Craig. Don't worry." Craig blinked sleepily.
"Oh, okay then." Tweek opened the letter quickly, Craig watching him. Tweek read it with shifty eyes.
Dear Tweek,
I understand that you're curious and that, but I can't explain how I feel right now in writing. If you really want to know, you'll have to talk to me in person. I'm waiting.
Kenny.
Crap. He'd have to go all the way over to Kenny's house and talk with him about this for God knows how long, all without Craig knowing. Tweek knew Craig would never let him go to talk to Kenny, not with how mad he was at him.
"Tweek, what the hell are you doing?" Tweek sighed. No point in lying.
"I'm gonna go talk to Kenny. Don't try to stop me!" Craig stared at Tweek, still half asleep.
"Its fine, you can go. I'm gonna… sleep now…" Craig drifted off. Tweek was confused. Why the hell had Craig allowed that?
Probably because he was so sleepy.
Oh well, might all well go and get it over with. Kenny was waiting after all.
xXxXx
"So I finally get to meet you face to face." Kenny stared at Tweek, studying him.
"Yeah. So what did you want to tell me?" Kenny looked down, not sure what to say.
"I… I just wasn't comfortable telling you about all this in writing…"
"…why are you dating Tammy?" Kenny looked up, clearly surprised by the question.
"Well, obviously I like her." Tweek looked at Kenny angrily.
"No you don't! I heard you! I heard you say to yourself 'what a whore', while looking at Tammy! Don't deny it!" A confused Kenny looked at the blond ghost.
"How the hell did you know that? I didn't say it out loud, I was just thinking it!"
"Well… I … uh… sort of, read your mind." Kenny stared with a 'are you kidding me?' look on his face. He voiced his thoughts.
"You're kidding, right?"
"Kenny, it's not t-that surprising. I am a ghost after all." Kenny nodded thoughtfully.
"You're right I guess."
"So why did you lie 'bout Tammy?" Kenny sighed. He'd hoped Tweek had forgotten about that.
"… I just needed a distraction."
"And why's that?"
"Because this whole 'Marjorine' thing's driving me crazy!"
"… You claim you don't like Butters?"
"I don't like him! It's just that… that I feel really awkward around him now."
"Kenny McCormick, don't try to bullshit me. I can tell when someone's lying."
"…Tweek, are you like physique or something?"
"No, I just know." Kenny sighed, seeing no point in lying if Tweek was gonna be able to tell if he was.
"Ok, fine. I'm honestly not sure if I like Butters that way, but I definitely feel more than friendship for him. Like, it could be a brother relationship I feel for him."
"…that's too bad for Butters. He's done a lot for you."
"I know that Tweek. And I feel guilty for neglecting his feelings, but I just can't give him a straight answer right now. You have no idea, it sucks when you're interested in other guys!"
"…Trust me, Kenny. I do have an idea." Kenny stared for a while, making Tweek uncomfortable.
"So you like Craig, huh?" Tweek jumped. It was actually scary how smart Kenny could be. Even smarter than Kyle, sometimes.
"W-What makes you think that?"
"Don't act dumb, Tweek. I can read you like a book. You like him." Tweek sighed.
"O-ok, I like him. But you can't tell anyone! Not even Butters!" Kenny rolled his eyes.
"Of course I wouldn't tell Butters. I'm not even talking to him!" Kenny looked at Tweek almost sadly, fiddling with the sleeve of his shirt.
"You feel that awkward around him?"
"Of course I do. Think about all that's happened. Do you honestly think me and Butters could have a proper conversation after all this."
"…Ok, I get your point. But just to let you know, Butters is having a way harder time than you are. Have some consideration!"
"Ah whatever, Tweek!" Kenny snapped at the ghost, making him jump and stare. There was a cold, awkward silence between the two boys. Tweek sat staring at Kenny, while Kenny glared at him with his arms folded angrily.
He soon lost his anger and relaxed, relieving Tweek.
"So… how is Butters doing anyway?" Tweek's eyes softened gently, then he looked away. The cup of coffee in his hands (which he always had with him now) shook silently. Kenny didn't even notice, just stared at Tweek, waiting for an answer.
"Well…he's… he's pretty heartbroken…" Kenny looked down, guilt settling in the depths of his stomach.
"I'm-
"Tweekers? You in here?" the door to Kenny's bedroom opened, showing Craig standing behind it. He stared at Kenny and Tweek sitting together on Kenny's bed. Tweek eyed him. He looked almost… jealous.
"…Tweek… what the hell are you doing here?" Craig glared at Kenny, who shifted uncomfortably under the pissed gaze. Tweek looked back and forth between both of them, not wanting a fight to start.
"W-what do you mean, Craig? You told me I could come here!" Craig sighed, clearly annoyed with himself.
"Tweek, I was half asleep. I didn't even know what we were talking about." Tweek looked at Craig, a mix of anger and confusion written on his face.
"Then, how the hell did you know I was here!" Craig glared.
"Josh told me, dumbass!" Tweek stared at him for a few seconds, absolutely shocked. 'Dumbass' and other such words were like taboo words for them. It was shocking that Craig would use that word for such a stupid reason. Tweek snapped out of his thoughts and glared back.
"Don't call me that, you… you di… d-d-dick!" Craig's mouth dropped open. Kenny broke the ice between the two.
"Who's Josh?" Tweek and Craig turned to him angrily.
"STAY OUT OF THIS!" – "STAY OUT OF THIS!" Kenny rolled his eyes and glared.
"Tweek-
Craig was interrupted by the opening of Kenny's door once again, indicating that another guest had arrived. Everyone turned and saw… Butters.
"Uh… is this a bad time, fellas?" Butters eyes scanned the room, trying to figure out what was going on. Kenny face palmed, while Tweek and Craig rolled their eyes, for the millionth time that day.
"Butters… for the love of God, what are you doing here?" Butters looked at Craig.
"Well, I, uh, was plannin' to talk to Kenny…" Kenny watched Butters, who was looking down and bumping his knuckles together. Tweek shook, anxious for what was going to happen.
"Go on Butters." The blond looked up to see Tweek smiling encouragingly at him. He nodded his head determinedly.
"Kenny…" Kenny knew what was coming, but was a little nervous nevertheless.
"Kenny, I… I love you! I have since kinder garden! I've always hidden it from you, but since all this 'Marjorine' drama happened, I, well, needed to tell you the truth! I love you Kenny!"
Craig sighed in relief. It was finally over.
"Butters… I'm sorry, but I don't like you that way."
Or not.
Tweek face palmed, Craig sighed, and Butters stared.
"W-what?" Kenny looked Butters in the eyes.
"Butters, I'm not in love with you. I like Tammy. I'm sorry to tell you, after all the trouble you went through, but I'm straight, and I always will be."
Craig looked at Butters, who had the exact same expression on his face as when he'd found out about Tammy, on the field. Fuck.
There was probably the most awkward silence in the world for the next few minutes. No one knew what to say. Tweek was still upset with what Craig had said, Craig was beyond disappointed, Butters was heartbroken, even more than before, and Kenny, well… it was impossible to see how Kenny really felt.
Kenny looked at the clock, and noticed it was almost time for school. He finally broke the icy silence.
"I think… its best you all leave." Everyone jumped when he spoke, not expecting him to be the one to speak first. Butters headed out immediately, not wanting to talk to anyone. Craig knew he would cry any second, and he didn't want to in front of Kenny.
Tweek left a few seconds after Butters, not sure whether to be pissed at Craig, his secret love, or Kenny, his newest friend. He wasn't experienced with words or feelings, since he spent the majority of his life alone in an attic, which he later decided to die in.
Craig was the last one to leave. The disappointment in him was so large that he was sure it would never fade away. He shot a venomous glare at Kenny as he left the room, as well as flipping him off. He hadn't flipped anyone off for a while. It felt good to finally do it to someone.
When everyone had left Kenny looked up at the ceiling.
"Really God? Really?"
xXxXx
"Craig, you ok?" Kyle asked, holding hands with Ruby, since Craig didn't want to.
"I'm fine." Monotone much? Kyle sighed and looked at Cartman, who also was in a non-talkative mood, which was so unlike him.
"Don't you go emo on me too, Cartman." Cartman looked up, to see Kyle looking in a mix of angrily and worriedly at him.
"Shut up, Kahl. I'm not an emo, unlike that wrist slicer over there." He angrily pointed to Craig. Kyle cringed at the insult 'wrist slicer'.
"Will you shut up Fatso? I'm a little frustrated right now." Craig sighed and looked around for Tweek, who wasn't seen anywhere. Craig hated to admit it, but he was worried. He hadn't seen Tweek all day since the incident with Kenny.
Calm down, Craig. He's probably waiting for you at home. …yeah, he's waiting at home! Nothing to worry about. Unless that asshole Josh is ther-
"CRAIG!"
"What?" Kyle gestured to the sea in front of them.
"You have to go left; it's the end of the road. Here, take Ruby." Kyle gave ruby a gentle shove towards Craig, who sighed and grabbed her hand.
"Come on, let's go home."
xXxXx
Ring
Ring
Ring
Ring
"…Hello, Butters speaking."'
"Butters, you ok? You didn't come to school. And after what happened with Kenny, well, I was a little… worried."
"Craig, it's all over. He rejected me. He officially r-rejected me."
"Butters, it's not the end of the world."
"You have no idea how this feels Craig! To have your heart ripped out! How would you feel if Tweek did that to you?" Craig almost dropped the phone at what Butters said.
"What the hell do you mean by that, Butters?"
"You mean you don't know?"
"Know what?" Craig could just see Butters holding the phone and rolling his eyes.
"Well, uh, Tweek likes you. How could you not notice?" Craig froze.
"… He does?" he asked, almost hopefully.
"Well sure! There's no doubt about it! Go for it, Craig… Pip's home. I g-gotta go."
Butters hung up, leaving Craig standing there with so many questions he wanted to ask. Since when did Tweek like him? How did Butters know? What should he do?
All these questions invaded Craig's mind.
He jumped when the door opened, not expecting it. The last person he wanted to see right now walked into the room. Tweek Tweak. Tweek refused to look at Craig and didn't even say hi, just said goodbye to Josh and sat at the desk, doing apparently, from Craig's point of view, nothing.
Not a good sign.
"Tweekers, I-
"Don't call me that! Shut up, I don't want to talk to y-you right now!" Tweek sat with his back to Craig, shaking angrily. Craig immediately shut up. Once Tweek had stopped shaking, he spoke again, this time with a softer tone.
"Butters called me…" he said gently.
"…So what?" Tweek asked coldly, without turning around.
"I think he's depressed, since you know… Kenny officially rejected him, face to face." Tweek turned and glared at Craig.
"Don't act like Kenny's the bad one here! It's Butters' fault this whole thing happened!"
"Tweek, have you forgotten that Kenny got a new girlfriend? Have you forgotten he broke Butters heart and didn't even care!"
"He had his reasons! And what was he supposed to do! It's all so much pressure for him! You have no consideration at all, Craig! You're HEARTLESS! You didn't think about how I felt, you didn't think about how Butters felt, and now you won't think about how Kenny feels!"
Craig took a moment to process Tweek's hurtful words… that were unfortunately directed at him. Well, being Craig, you have to fight fire with fire.
"Well what about you! You're not thinking about Butters at all! You're just standing up for some poor bastard that's too afraid to come out of the closet! It's actually pathetic, that people like Kenny and that retard Josh, are all the friends that you can make!" Tweek didn't take much time to reply.
"F-FUCK YOU, CRAIG!"
"FUCK YOU BACK, TWEEK!" Craig and Tweek were both really pissed now.
"YOU KNOW WHAT, CRAIG? I HATE YOU! I WISH I DIDN'T HAUNT THIS HOUSE! I WISH I NEVER HAD TO MEET YOU!"
"YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO MEET ME! IT WAS YOUR FAULT FOR LEAVING THAT GODAMN NOTE!"
"WELL, I REALLY REGRET IT NOW! YOU'RE THE CRUELEST PERSON EVER! YOU'RE EVEN WORSE THAN MY FATHER, WHO LOCKED HIS OWN SON IN A ATTIC AND LET HIM GET SO DEPRESSED THAT HE KILLED HIMSELF! YOU'RE WORSE THAN HIM CRAIG!"
"YOU SHOULD GO TO HELL! I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY YOU DIDN'T, FOR COMMITING SUICIDE!"
"I-I HATE YOU CRAIG TUCKER!"
"I HATE YOU MORE TWEEK TWEAK!" The two boys were about to tear each other apart, and they probably would have if they weren't interrupted. The interruption was a thud on the floor.
It was a cake.
Standing behind the splattered cake on the floor… was Ruby.
"W-what's going on?" she shook, staring at Craig.
"Ruby… c-calm down. We were just a bit mad at each other."
"You… you guys said horrible things! They we so mean!" the little five year old started crying. Tweek and Craig thought back to what they had said to each other, and what it was like for Ruby to hear such cruel things.
"Ruby-
"I-I asked Kyle to make you cake for me… t-to thank you for how nice your being to me… you made me drop it! You're so mean, Craig! You were so mean to Tweekers too!" Craig blinked when she called Tweek 'Tweekers'. Ruby ran out of the room, still crying, leaving Craig standing there in horror.
If it were any other situation, Tweek would have patted Craig's shoulder and said everything was ok. But everything was not ok. Tweek hated to admit it, but he almost felt… happy that Craig was so sad right now. In fact, he couldn't be happier.
Once he realised what he was thinking, Tweek felt scared. He didn't want to turn into a cruel person, not like Craig. He shakily walked over to the window, Craig eying him.
Tweek jumped out the window disappearing from Craig's sight. Craig wasn't stupid. He knew Tweek was going over to Josh. Again.
God, I hate him.
Craig wasn't sure who he meant. He didn't know who to hate more.
Josh for stealing Tweek away.
Butters for starting all this drama.
Kenny for refusing to end all this drama.
Or Tweek for being…Tweek.
xXxXx
It took Craig about an hour to clean the cake up and get the stains off the floor. Craig took his time, scrubbing at the floor in a trance. Part of him wanted to go out into the night and find Tweek, tell him he was sorry, and that he didn't mean all those things he said, another part of him wanted to go and beat Butters up, and the last part of him wanted to just end his life.
He'd attempted to go over and talk to Ruby, but she'd locked her door. After a while of banging on her door, Craig had given up and walked back to his room miserably.
While he was doing his algebra homework, Craig noticed a shadow. He turned and saw a boy at the window. He was dressed in grey and black. He had a mask on. Of course, it scared the shit out of Craig.
"! JESUS CHRIST!" Craig fell of his chair and ran to the corner of his room, trembling. The boy at the window didn't even blink, just kept a serious, impassive look on his face. Craig finally spoke to him, after an eternity of staring.
"W-who the h-h-hell are you?"
"I am Mysterion."
A/N: OMFG it's finally done. You have no idea how hard it was for me to write this chapter. I had absolutely no idea what to put in it. That's why it took me so long to update. This is why I like people to give me ideas. XD. Sorry if I'm acting bitchy. I'm also sorry I put a huge argument between Tweek and Craig, but I wanted people to direct their anger to Tweek and Craig instead of Kenny. Kenny needs love. XD. I'm really sorry this chapter is corny. Well, thought it was anyway. I'm gonna tell you all the official pairings of this story right now because… well, I feel like it.
Creek
Bunny
Kyman
Tyde
Dip
Stendy
Maybe I'll add more. I'm sooooo sorry for Style fans, so just for you, I'll put in a SHIT load of Kyle-Stan friendship. I'll probably update tomorrow. :p
Lol, I just re-read all this, and I'm apologizing for so much stuff XD.
