KYLE
"Stan," I said shaking him. "Come on, we have to head out to meet up with Tweek and Craig." Stan groans as he rolls over. "You must be really tired, you slept a while."
"Yeah," he replied. "Let's get this over with." He sits up still looking unpleased that we are doing this.
"At least they chose a good place," I toss out there. Stan heads into the bathroom to get himself together. Once he is ready I grab my keys and we head out of the apartment. I peek at Stan a little worried when we are in the car. "Are you thinking about TC?"
"Why are you asking me that?" he says glaring at me.
"Well, you get this look on your face when you're thinking about him," I explain. "I don't know what you're thinking about specifically but know everything is going to work out." I nervously look at Stan's hand. I want to make him feel better. I reach over placing my hand on top of his to comfort him. He glances at me with a look on his face that makes me remove my hand. Stan gazes back out the window but he doesn't look as upset now.
We pull up the restaurant and I'm pretty excited to eat here since I have never been. It has been on my list of places to visit for some time. I was planning to take Heidi here for our anniversary well…..yeah. I send Tweek a message over Facebook letting him know we have arrived. They already have a table. He tells me he will meet us to guide us to where we are sitting. We walk inside I can see Tweek wearing a short sleeve button down and some cargo pants. His hair looks a little more tamed now.
"Hey, Tweek," greets Stan.
"I'm so glad you guys are here," says Tweek with a bright smile on his face. "I got us a corner booth. I hate having people behind me. I hope you guys don't mind."
"Not at all," I reply. "Thanks for treating us to dinner." Tweek nods as we continue through the small maze until we are at our booth. Craig is sitting there with no hat on, his hair looks combed as well. He gives us a small wave. I noticed he is drinking wine. I sit across from Craig and Tweek is across from Stan. "How was the rest of your day?"
"It was okay," says Craig. "So what kind of room you guys got?"
"I just the deluxe," I replied. "We didn't need anything fancy."
"That is what I told Craig," says Tweek. "He booked a really nice suite. Has all this stuff I know I won't use."
"You make it sound like I got the presidential suite or something," says Craig. He smirks seeming to like what kind of room they have. Stan grabs a menu.
"The room sounds really nice," Stan points out. "What wouldn't you use in there in Tweek?"
"Gah, it has a Jacuzzi tub with jets I don't want to use," he explains. "Then it has a kitchen but we have been eating out every day, a dining table, a living room with a tv, we mostly just stay in the bedroom." Craig chuckles before nuzzling his nose into Tweek cheek. He kisses his cheek smiling.
"I still wanted something nice," he explains. "That was the point."
"Waste of money…" says Tweek glaring at Craig. Wow.
"That was a great idea, Craig," I say to sooth things. It feels like it was about to go south. Tweek strikes me as the type he is very careful what he spends money on. "So what do you guys have planned for the rest of your time here?"
"Gah we are suppose to go to this Asian circus," says Tweek. "I like that they don't have clowns." I smile because that is so him. "What are you guys going to do?"
"I was thinking of going out dancing," I explain. "Now I'm not so sure."
"I didn't know you wanted to go dancing," says Stan.
"I was thinking about it," I replied glancing at him. "I mean I'm going to be starting my internship soon and senior year of college. I'm not sure if I want to spend my evening dancing the night away."
"Why not?" asked Tweek before sipping his wine. "Sounds like a fun night to me."
"Says the guy who won't get in the jacuzzi," says Craig causing Tweek to blush with embarrassment. "Stan you're not drinking your wine." Stan seems like he doesn't know what to say.
"I'm not sure if that is his brand or not," I reply. "No need to order another wine though."
"This is his brand," says Craig sternly.
"Oh!" exclaims Tweek. "You are into red wine as well."
"Yeah," says Stan. "A friend kind of got me into it." Well he certainly isn't talking about me. I don't even drink wine. I have always wanted to try it though. Sadly, I am sticking to my guns. No drinking.
"Your friend has great taste!" he exclaims. "Kyle, you should try this."
"No thanks," I reply. "I appreciate the offer though. Do you guys know what you want to eat?" Tweek nods yes as Craig is staring at Stan. What the fuck is his deal. So what Stan doesn't want to drink.
"So…," says Craig turning towards me. "How is everything going with Heidi?"
"What do you mean?" I ask trying not to hiss at him. I am sure he knows we broke up since his cousin is clearly dating Heidi.
"I mean two are still friends right," he says tilting his head. "I find it impressive you two can be friends. I don't think I could be friends with an ex, too much history."
"I know what you mean," says Tweek. "Sorry, Kyle."
"It's okay," I lie. I don't appreciate Craig bringing up my ex the way he did. What the fuck is wrong with him? "Heidi is happy with Red. I'm focusing on school and my internship at the moment."
"Red was sleeping with Heidi for a while," says Craig. "I'm surprised you're so cool about it. I know if I was in that situation I wouldn't be nearly as nice." Stan face drops as I feel like I just had the wind knocked out of me. I don't dare look away from him. I know Craig can be annoying sometimes but this is hurtful. I cared about Heidi…is it true…..
"Craig can we talk about something else," says Tweek. "Talking about ex's is so depressing."
"I guess you're right," says Craig sipping his wine as a waiter walks up to us. I haven't even decided what I wanted. They sit down a spinach dip taking Tweek, Craig, and Stan's order. When he got to me I was completely stuck.
"He will have spicy chicken and shrimp alfredo pasta," says Stan. "Dinner size." I watch Stan as the waiter grabs the menus.
"That sounds good Kyle," says Tweek.
"Um thanks," I reply still shocked to hear my girlfriend was cheating on me or did cheat on me. I mean should I even be surprised. She was honest about everything else why didn't she tell me about this too? Who knows Craig could be lying? Why would he lie about something like this?
"Kyle is going to help me get an internship," says Stan grabbing some of the spinach dip and putting on a plate.
"That's cool," says Tweek. "I'm so lucky I don't have to go through that. Still, have pressure from my parents to run the shop well."
"You will do great babe," says Craig kissing Tweek's cheek. I can barely keep the conversation going for the rest of dinner. I was so distracted. Stan was nice enough to bring up things I could comment on, Tweek too. Craig sits down his card to pay the bill and I'm so glad. I want to get back to the room asap. "This was fun, we should do this again sometime. Although I hope Kyle here doesn't mind being around us gay couples."
"Stan is single," I state calmly glaring at him. "I don't have a problem being around gay people. You should know that by now."
"He does," says Tweek slapping Craig's arm. "He is just being a jerk." I chuckle because Craig frowns at Tweek. Tweek ignores him as he finishes his glass of wine.
"If you don't mind we are going to head out now," says Stan standing up. "Thanks again for dinner."
"Sure," says Tweek. "I would really like for us to hang out again."
"We will," I smile weakly. Stan grabs our leftovers as we make our way out of the restaurant.
"Fucking asshole," he hisses soon as we are outside.
"I mean he could have been lying about Heidi," I say slowly as I pull out my keys.
"There was no need for him to bring that shit up," says Stan. "God….." I glance at Stan and he looks as emotional as I do.
"We have to keep it together," I say to him as we reach the car. "God I really want a drink." I unlock the car as we pile inside.
"I know right," he says getting comfortable. I start on the drive home wanting to talk to Heidi but there is no point. The relationship is over and she has moved on. Stan and I are both quiet the whole way to the resort. Once we get to the room Stan heads straight to the bathroom while I go put up the food. I sit down on my bed removing my shoes. I appreciate the free dinner but I would have liked it if Craig had been less rude. At least Tweek checked his ass a little bit. I grab my laptop but stop when I hear Stan crying. I put everything down running to the bathroom door.
"Stan," I say loudly.
"Yeah," he says through sobs.
"Open this door," I demand. Stan actually does open the door surprising me. I surely thought he was going to put up more of a fight. His face, eyes are red. "Thinking about TC…."
"I hate him," cries Stan. "I'm just hurting so badly right now. How can you unlove someone quickly."
"Most people will get a rebound," I reply. "I don't recommend that though, come here." I take Stan's hand and we sit down on my bed. I hug him causing him to cry again. He ends up crying hard where he starts hiccupping. I could kill this TC bastard. I lay back on the bed with Stan laying on my chest. I don't feel bad about this one bit, he needs this right now. Stan finally quiets down. I think how we have both had really hard breakups. These last two have got to be the worst to date. I kiss the top of Stan's head because I know nothing I can say or do is going to make this go away. I try with this weekend getaway but you see how that is working out.
"Kyle…." he says burying his face into my chest.
"You don't have to talk dude," I say rubbing my hand up and down his back. Stan lifts his head his eyes are still a little red but his face is still really flushed. I'm just glad he wasn't crying snot, that would have been disgusting but I would endure it. I can tell Stan wants to ask me something.
"Can I kiss you, Kyle?" I'm surprised he even asked. I stare at him knowing I don't have to think about it long. I nod my head yes. I'm pretty sure Stan is kissing me to heal his broken heart. This has nothing to do with him liking me the way I like him. Stan leans up kissing me. The kiss is slow emotional making me feel almost uncomfortable but not quite. He feels so pleasant. I wrap my arms around his waist as I continue to kiss Stan.