When Tweek opened his eyes it was sunny out. He lifted his head to look at the time and saw that it was noon. He was late for school.

Last night he had already convinced himself that his heart was going to stop and so he was very surprised to see day. Tweek crawled out of bed and took his phone out to charge it. When his phone turned on there were several text notification. When Tweek check from who, it was mainly from Gordon, and Butters but nothing from Craig.

Tweek remember his desperate attempt to call Craig. Now he was happy he didn't. Tweek read Gordon's messages, he was concerned about him.

Tweek text him back apologizing. Explaining that he was ok. Gordon replied right away asking why Tweek wasn't in school and Tweek was honest, he said he overslept.

When Gordon asked why his parents didn't wake him? Tweek responded, "He pretty much raise himself." Tweek loved his parents and was certain they loved him. However, their business was more important to them than raising their son. And from the moment he could be left alone in the house. He was always alone.

Gordon responded with a sad face. Tweek sent a smiley face back and promised he be at school tomorrow. After reassuring him he was fine Tweek went downstairs to make breakfast.

Of course he didn't learn from yesterday, Tweek went straight to the pot of coffee. Pouring everything that was left into two cups. He then scrambled some eggs and made toast. He felt a little guilty drinking the coffee, in his mind he thought, 'Well my heart didn't stop, so why stop drinking coffee?' He figured having actual food with the coffee would help balance the caffeine and that would keep his heart from racing painfully again.

When Tweek was done, he went into the living room and spent the next couple of hours on the couch watching tv.

At about 4pm Butters was at his door, unexpectedly, and he had brought McDonalds. Tweek smiled, letting him in.

"I figured you might want copies of the assignment," Butter said pulling his notebook from his bag and taking out the sheets that he had grabbed for him.

Tweek was surprised, and very grateful, "Thank you, Butters."

"How are you feeling?" Butters asked.

Tweek shrugged his shoulders, as he ate the fries. He didn't have much of an appetite, but didn't want to be rude; after all Butters went out of his way to check on him.

"Getting any sleep?" Butters asked, observing Tweek's face.

"Do I look like a zombie?"Tweek asked.

"Yeah, a little." Butters replied.

"Not really," Tweek replied.

"Maybe it's the coffee?"

"You sound like Craig," Tweek said, leaning back in the chair.

"Sorry. Saw that kid Gordon today," Butters said.

Tweek eyes lit up, and he pressed his lips tightly together waiting to see if Butters was going to continue.

Butter scratched his head and laughed. "I was kinda hoping you would go into details," Butters confessed.

"What do you want to know?" Tweek asked, shyly. He pulled the burger out and took a bite.

"Are you guys together?" Butters asked.

Tweek shook his head, putting down the burger. "We are just getting to know each other."

"By doing?"

Tweek blushed, "I dunno, it's more like having company. His girlfriend who he is in love with, wants to get back with him, so I don't know how long that's going to last."

"Wait, he has a girlfriend?" Butters said confused.

"Yes and no—she broke up with him," Tweek said, "so he decided to run with his curiosity."

"So pretty much you and Jessie turned out to be in the same boat?"

"Excuse me?" Tweek said a little upset, unsure how to react.

"At this point you guys are just waiting to be broken up with. I know jesse is, Craig loves you but he is with her. It's only a matter of time 'till I think he'll stop pretend she matters. Gordon, you say loves his ex and now she wants to get back together with him. I just don't want you to get hurt—again,"

"Gordon didn't start pursuing me while he was in a relationship with her, I think that's the big difference. Jessie pursued Craig knowing we were together." Tweeks said angry. "Craig and I, we were together for 5 fucking years -fake or not Jessie knew. We were in Elementary and middle school together and that's what makes me different from Jessie," Tweek finished, eyes watered.

"I'm sorry, I just don't want you to get hurt again. You are the nicest person I've had the pleasure of knowing. I don't want to feel as if the world is against you."

"The world was definitely never for me, I was always out of place," Tweek replied. "But I understand what you mean, I do. And I think I am prepared for Gordon to get back with her. Until then, I just need to not be in my head right now. And to get some rest so that I can stop seeing shit."

"Are the hallucinations back?" Butters asked concerned.

Tweek nodded then he sighed. "Only when I don't get to really sleep."

"Is it the disfigured guy?" Butters asked.

Tweek stiffened, as he tried to forget that monster.

"Haven't seen him in years, before Craig. This time it a woman. Blacks eyes probably saw her in a scary movie and now I'm seeing her." Tweek said and shook his head.

"Told your mom?" Butters asked.

"No, they will just blame it on video games. And then they will take my game consoles away. I refuse to be with out those. I just need to sleep better."

"Coffee might be keeping you from sleeping," Butters said shyly.

"Or not," Tweek replied.

"What's up with you and Bebe?" Tweek asked changing the subject.

Butters blushed. "Unsure, one minute she is chasing Kyle next minute she is calling me."

"Do you like her?" Tweek asked.

"Kinda, not going to get my hopes up," He replied.

Butters started rubbing his knuckles together, and Tweek knew he was nervous about something.

"Are you ok?"

"Have you heard from Craig?" Butters asked.

Tweek tensed. "No."

"Ok," Butters said lowly. "He wasn't at school today, and I overheard Token telling Jimmy that Strip died."

Tweek dropped everything in his hand. "What?" Tweek felt numb and was unsure what to do. There was one thing Craig loved more than anything, the one thing that brought out his childish side and that was his Guinea pig. He knew Craig must have been devastated.

Tweek remembered the first day Craig introduced him to Strip, he was excited for Tweek to meet him but nervous that Tweek would freak out and drop him. Tweek never forgot the smile on Craig's face when the Guinea pig settled into Tweeks hands.

Tweek hasn't seen Strip since Craig returned. Tweek was devastated, he loved Strip too.

"I figured since he wasn't in school that it was true, I know how much Craig loves him—are you ok?" Butters asked as Tweek's eyes started to water.

Tweek couldn't respond.

"Sorry Tweek, I thought you should know. I know how much you used to talk about Strip and how sad you were that Craig wouldn't leave him with you over the summer."

It took Tweek a few minutes to respond, it was like his ears had popped and sound sounded like it was distance away.

"Tweek?"

"I'm fine," Tweek finally replied.

It broke Tweek's heart to know that Craig was dealing with this lost. Tweek stood up unsure what to do.

" I need to go…," Tweek said abruptly.

"Alright," Butters said.

Tweek's heart was racing as he took off towards Craig's house. When Tweek got to the corner he could see Mr. Tucker at the door talking to Clyde and Token who were standing outside.

Mr. Tucker's has always made Tweek uncomfortable. Never because he was rude or anything, it was the awkward silence, the look of disapproval. Tweek watched the guys turn around to leave. They look disappointed by whatever he had said to them.

Tweek waited till they were gone to approach the house. Quietly walking around back to peak through the windows.

As Tweek walked along side of the house, he heard Laura ask her husband why did he send away his best friends?

His response was, Jessie is all the comfort Craig needs.'

'What he needs is his best friends, he needs Tweek!' Tweek heard Laura yell.

Mr. Tucker got so upset he stormed out of the room leaving Laura in tears.

Tweek's heart started racing as he continued to head to the back of the house where Craig's bedroom was relocated to a much bigger room on the first floor.

The blues curtain was open just enough for him to see inside the navy blue room. Lights were dimmed, his room extremely neat. Tweek saw Craig in bed, his head was pressed down into the pillow that tweek couldn't see his face.

Jessie was there and she sat on the floor next him, probably unsure what to do, and was on her phone texting or looking through social media. How long Tweek stood there he doesn't know but it was a long time and Craig did not move. And Jessie stay in the same position.

Tweek was angry, he couldn't understand why she wasn't just laying next to him. At this point Craig would not speak to anyone but he would appreciate the company. Pressing his head against the window, Tweek wished he had the courage to go in but he didn't.

Tweek pulled out his phone, and sent Craig a message.

'Craig, I am so sorry. I hope you are ok. I loved Strip too.' Tweek wrote and sent.

It took a few minutes for Craig phone to make a sound, Tweek had a different alert sound so Craig would know it was from him. Craig lifted for the first time since Tweek was peeking through the window to look for his phone.

Jessie who was sitting on the floor turned to him as he frantically tried to find his phone. When Craig found the phone he read Tweek's message and started wiping his eyes.

Tweek can see that Craig started to write back by looking him and then at his own phone. Whatever he wrote he never sent it. Instead Craig laid back in bed with the phone under his chest.

Tweek was sad, but didn't expect a reply. Tweek wiped his eyes and walked away. As he walked away from the house he heard Laura Tucker's voice. She was at the door watching Tweek.

Tweek watched her for a bit before walking back to her. She closed the door behind her and hugged him.

"You don't want to come in?" She asked.

"I think I am the last person he wants to see, also he has Jessie."

Anger took over her face for a second before her eyes watered. "She is not right for him."

"But he loves her," Tweek said kissing her cheeks before walking away. "Please don't tell him I was here."

Tweek walked all the way home, his heart killing him. Tweek couldn't win. He was dealing with one heartbreak after another. When was the pain going to end? When was he going to be happy or just angry? He wasn't sure his heart could take it.

When Tweek got home his parents were in the kitchen talking. They asked if he was ok and he just shrugged his shoulders and walked over to the coffee machine and poured what was left in a cup. And that night he couldn't sleep.