Every day after school, Craig and I walk to the park we grew up playing at before we head home. Sometimes we sit on the swings, sometimes we climb on top of the monkey bars, and sometimes we just sit underneath the big playground. Whatever it may be, it's still the one thing I look forward to on school days.

Today was the same as it has been for the past four years. We said goodbye to Clyde, Token, and Kenny and made our way to the park. It wasn't a long walk as South Park was a small (and quiet) little mountain town. However, on my rough days, Craig carries me the whole walk there since he knows I no longer have any motivation to move.

Today was one of those days.

Craig walked a steady pace with my small body clinging on to him. He had his arms beneath me so I wouldn't fall while my arms were wrapped tightly around his neck. Every time he does this, I bury my face in his neck for comfort. I still don't understand why he does so much for me. I feel as if I ask too much of him, yet he is happy to do so (even if his facial expressions don't show it). This is just another small thing that he does that makes me love him more than I already do.

His walking began to slow until we came to a stop, alerting me that we've arrived at our destination. Neither of us have bothered to buy a car since everything in town is near each other. If we ever needed one, one of our parents (although at this point, my parents are his and his are mine) would be happy to lend us theirs. We didn't mind walking everywhere, especially me. I enjoyed the extra time I got to spend with Craig.

I reluctantly released myself from Craig's hold and was set down onto the pavement. Whenever he carried me, I felt as if I was flying because of how tall the kid is. I could never even lift him an inch off of the ground, even if I were to use all of my strength.

"Thank you," I said quietly. I always thanked him after he carries me.

"I tell you every time, Tweek. Don't thank me," Craig repeated what he has said every day he's carried me for the past four years. I can only look down and blush while a faint smile was painted across Craig's face. He only smiled when it was something that involved me.

Craig grabbed my arm gently and led me under the big playground that now sat above us. Craig sat down where as I lied on the ground of woodchips and put my head in his lap. I only did this when I was extra depressed and/or anxious but I don't think anyone could blame me for today. Craig's brow furrowed.

"What's the matter, Tweeky?" Craig asked while his fingers combed through my hair. My mood was boosted slightly when I heard him use my childhood nickname, but it only lasted for a brief moment.

"I dunno," I mumbled, burying my face further into Craig's ginormous jacket. That was a fib. I did know what was wrong.

Craig was going on a date with Maddie tomorrow night. I was going to be alone on a Saturday night for the first time in years. They would be holding hands and possibly even kissing while I'm alone drinking coffee and watching reruns of TV shows. I know I can't keep Craig all to myself but he's the only thing I have left. My parents do care but they never have time for me because they're always busy running the shop. Clyde and the guys care but not enough to hang out with me in their free time. It's not like people don't care, it's just that people don't care enough.

Craig's only response was a soft sigh which would have been inaudible if I hadn't felt the vibrations through his body.

I would not allow myself to cry. Not today. Not in front of Craig.

I've cried in front of him before, and he has always been there to hold me and tell me nice things to make me feel better. But today was not the day for that. I couldn't put Craig in a bad mood when within twenty-four hours, he would be with the possible love of his life. But I can't help it because he's the love of my life. Pathetic to say the least, but it's only true.

"It's because of Maddie, isn't it?" I felt my stomach drop as he said her name. "I promise, Tweek, that I'll still put you first before anyone else. Are you okay with that?" He asked sincerely. I could only nod as tears began to fog my vision.

It wasn't necessarily the fact that I wouldn't be put first, but more that she'll get to have him instead of me. I can't stand the thought of them together. I can't stand the thought that I'll have to be in a wedding with Craig but I won't be the one sealing the deal with him. Instead, I'll be standing beside him and practically cheering him on. I don't want him and Maddie to start doing the things that we do. I don't want them to make me the third wheel. I want to be the one holding his hand and kissing him and going on cute, dumb dates. But she's going to take my place. Maybe I'm just being selfish. That has to be it.

We stayed in the same position for nearly an hour, letting a comfortable silence surround us before we had to go home. We walked to the point of the sidewalk where we would need to part ways. I looked up at Craig with swollen eyes, them saying my goodbyes for me since my voice would be too rough, but Craig couldn't have that. As soon as we made eye contact, he pulled me into a hug, engulfing me in his jacket that would've been at least three sizes too big for me.

He made the decision to carry me home.

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Craig and Maddie hit it off. They talk every day now. In fact, she took my seat at breakfast and lunch. I have to sit to Craig's left now but he's too busy kissing Maddie and holding her hand instead of mine. My mental health is even more fucked than it was before, and people have begun to notice.

Clyde and Token both asked me what was wrong the Monday after Craig and Maddie's date. All I did was break down crying as Clyde held me in a hug with Token rubbing my back. It was pathetic. Kenny has been giving me sympathetic stares which is unlike him. They can tell that I'm being neglected, just as I predicted. They've tried taking his place but it's just not the same, and they realized that not more than a day after they try. Then, Bebe came along.

Bebe's body filled out once we hit high school. I'm talking DD cup breasts, an ass any straight guy or gay girl drools over, and thick thighs. She's curvy in all the right places. Her hair is the same as it was in elementary school; bright blonde and curly. In all honesty, she can compare to Maddie. I think the only reason Maddie is seen as "hotter" is because she's the new girl. If their situations were switched, Bebe would be the new Maddie. She's gorgeous.

That's why when she came up to me at breakfast one day, I was taken back.

"Tweek, I need to talk to you," she grabbed my arm by surprise and pulled me to the senior hallway where no one was before school begun. Craig didn't even take notice.

"Wh- what do you want?" I stuttered, terrified I was going to get beaten up or something of the sort.

"Calm down, I'm not going to hurt you. In fact, I'm going to help you. I know you like Craig," as soon as she said those words, my heart dropped. How did she know?

"But how?" I blurted out. I said it louder than intentional.

"Keep your voice down, babe. I see the way you look at him. I see how sad you are now that she's fucking with that whore. What's her name? May? Mabel? Mackenzie?" Bebe listed names.

"Maddie," I assisted. "You don't like her?" I always assumed all popular chicks were friends.

"Hell no. Have you met her?! She's awful!" Bebe exclaimed with anger toning her voice. I flinched at her outburst but remembered she's mad at Maddie, not me.

"I want to help you," she said softly and sincerely.

"I- I don't understand," I admitted. Bebe sighed.

"I hate Maddie, you hate Maddie. Plus, you're in love with Craig," she wasn't wrong. "So, I say we make Craig fall for you instead of that slut," she finished, seeming impressed with her plan.

"Okay, but how?" I agreed to the plan. Anything to get Craig away from her. He falling for me will be a bonus.

"That's sort of why I need you. I know nothing about Craig beside the fact that he loves his guinea pig more than anything in the world."

I thought for a moment.

"I have these dreams. I do things that Craig likes. Maybe we can do what I dream about and then maybe he'll like me!" I began to get excited. Although, I should probably leave out the fact that most of said dreams were wet dreams. But nonetheless, Bebe's face lit up.

"I know they say you shouldn't change for people, but that's perfect and sounds like fun. But the first order of business: make him jealous."

"Uh, how do we do that?" I didn't know how I could ever make Craig jealous of anyone.

"Maddie takes Craig away from you, I'll take you away from Craig. Tweek, I'm going to need you to be my best friend," she said it as if this were a proposal.

I said yes.