Alright everybody here's Clyde party! Hope you enjoy.
Ch. 20
"Hey Craig mi madre said she'd make us a small buffet but she'd need to use your kitchen for it."
"That's fine. Dad's the only one that'll be home. He can let her in."
Study Hall turned more into a party planning time since nobody undesirable was in it. Our little table consisted of Stan, Kyle, Butters, Kenny, Tweek, Token, David, and Myself.
"Kenny and I have all the alcohol in my trunk Mostly just beer and tequila but there was this Pumpkin Spice Bailey's so we got that too."
"God dammit Butters." Stan sighed while pinching the bridge of his nose.
"That makes you sound so Basic dude!" David chimed in laughing.
"Hey Pumpkin Spice isn't just for Basic White Girls. I love it!" Token added under his breath, causing the whole table to erupt in laughter.
"Clyde probably would love that shit though." Kenny mused still laughing.
"True. He's really just a white girl at heart." Tweek added.
"Alright, alright let's get back to the plans." Kyle sighed clearly annoyed with us all.
I'm kind of over it too. I'm too tired for these fuckers and their damn cackling.
"So we've got my dad letting David's mom in to cook, I'll take the alcohol home with me, Tokes taking Clyde 'home' after the game, and Tweek's bringing his stuff when he comes to help Kyle set up. Are we forgetting anything?"
"Oh, don't worry about having Tweek set up. I will help Kyle set up. You guys can go watch the game." Stan says.
"You sure? You like football more."
"Yeah I want to. It'll be fine!"
"Alright, sounds like we've got it all figured out."
When I get home I put all the alcohol in the garage fridge. I walk in the kitchen to find David's mom already there cooking away at the stove.
"Oh hello Craig! How are you?" Mrs. Rodriguez greets me.
"I'm good. Thanks for making food for us tonight." I feel kind of awkward. I'm bad with parents.
"It's no problem! I think its great you're throwing a party for your friend."
She's so sickeningly nice. I make my way into the living room to find my dad watching TV.
"Hey, thanks for letting Mrs. Rodriguez in." I sit down next to him.
He nods, "It's fine son. I'll be heading out when she's done. Just waiting on my plate of tacos. They're the best around you know."
I grunt in acknowledgement, "Mom's visiting grandma with Ruby right?"
"Yeah, they sure are. Do we need to go over any ground rules before I head out?"
God dammit no dad…
"No drinking and driving, don't break anything, clean up after, dispose of the evidence, and no sex…there's not going to be any girls here tonight. You know that right?" I sigh, fuck this.
Dad laughs like I said the funniest thing he's ever heard, "Hell I know that. The no sex rule is for YOU!" He's laughing harder now like he's the one who just made the best joke ever.
Fuck! Why is he so embarrassing…
"Dad! What the hell!" I can feel my face heating up.
"I'm not stupid Craig. I can hear through walls ya know. I know you two screw like rabbits. It's just for my peace of mind to tell you not to." He thinks he's so fucking funny with his stupid smug face right now.
"We do NOT screw like rabbits Dad!" I'm going to die. Oh my God, I'm going to die.
"Craig. I'm joking! Lighten up…for the love of God just don't let anyone else have sex in this house. Especially not in your mother and I's room!"
"I'm going upstairs. You're being so embarrassing!" I can hear him cackling all the way to my room.
When Tweek, Kyle, Stan, and…Henrietta show up I pull the alcohol and bring it inside. Stan's waiting for me in the kitchen.
"Hey dude, she's just here to help set up then she's headed out to hang out with Pete and Michael. Just so you know."
"Well whatever, just you know we made a no girls rule."
I walk back to the living room to get Tweek, "We're headed to the game. See you guys tonight." With that we pull out and head towards the school.
"Hey man can we bum a ride?" Kenny shouts into my ear.
"Didn't Butters drive?"
"Nah, we walked to the game. We're staying with Kyle after, didn't feel the need to have a car."
"Alright but I've got the little truck so you'll have to ride in the bed."
"Thanks!" Kenny beamed pulling a giggling Butters along.
We make our way through the cheering crowd. Thankfully we won the game, so no one will show up all pissy. At least they better not.
In the car I notice Tweek is shaking a little. God I hope he's just cold or something, "You ok babe?"
I seem to have startled him because he jumps wide eyed before he looks at me, "Yeah I'm fine. Just thinking I guess."
"About the party?" Is he nervous about it?
"Maybe a little bit…I don't know. I just feel kind of weird I guess. I don't know how long I can be around so many people." He says fidgeting with this fingers in his lap.
"You know you can go up and hang out in my room if it's too much right? You don't have to stay the whole time. You are staying the night though right?"
"Huh? Yeah I am. I think I might do that. Especially if people get like super loud super fast."
I reach over and take his hand hoping that it will calm him down a little. I want him to have fun with all of us but I know he has his limits sometimes.
The party starts off pretty well. Clyde shows up as obnoxious as ever bragging about his skills and how well they played. Token grabbing him a beer to shot gun. I grab myself one and watch as Kyle and Stan set up a game of Zumi Zumi. The game's fun to watch but it gets super loud real fast. People get real drunk real fast too. I kind of wished they'd play Fuck You instead. At least that game isn't so damn loud.
A couple hours pass, Tweek already went upstairs. Clyde's currently trying to out drink Stan and Kyle is watching looking really drunk himself. I kind of want to check on Tweek to see how he's doing.
"Hey Mr. Serious, what's a guy like you doing sitting in the corner alone?"
I look up from my drink to see some guy I've never seen before, "Who are you?"
He's looking at me weird, it's giving me an uneasy feeling. He looks like a football player but our school's so small I would know him. Who the fuck is he?
"Oh I'm not from South Park. Jason, from the football team, invited me. I was playing against you guys tonight. My name's Rayne. What's your's?" He answers looking at me with his dark eyes.
"Oh, I'm Craig. This is my party. I don't like drinking games, so I'm just watching making sure these assholes don't break anything." I try to close myself off. Maybe he'll get the message that I don't want to talk to him but he doesn't.
"Oh that's nice, this is a cool place. The color blue looks really good on you." He winks at me. Shit.
"Um, I don't know you. I'm not interested."
"You could know me, that is, if you want to." He's smirking at me.
"You should go bother someone else. Seriously, I'm taken. Not interested."
Rayne leans in closer to me, "Ah come on, there's no girls here. She doesn't have to know."
I lean back against the wall completely to put some space between us, "You're right. There's no girls here. Too bad my boyfriend is though. So if you don't mind, go fuck with somebody else."
He grabs my arm roughly, "Awe that's cute, too bad he's obviously not paying attention to you. Besides, you're the only one I want to be fucking with tonight."
He's trying to pull me away from the wall. He's right too, nobody's paying attention to us. Shit, he's stronger than I am. I'm about to yell at him when I see a mop of blonde hair headed right for us. Tweek.
"What the hell! Let go of him!" Tweek pushes the guy over and pulls me behind him.
This just makes the guy laugh, "Oh are you the boyfriend? Really? This little spaz? I can show you what a real man's like."
Tweek shoves the kid into the wall, "He doesn't want you! It's obvious he was trying to get away from you! Back off!"
Rayne grabbed my arm and pulled me back again, fuck this guy, "Seriously, I can show you so much. I can tell I'm way better in bed than this guy. It'll be fun."
I jerk my arm away, "Don't treat me like a damn rag doll! I choose Tweek over you any day. I don't fucking know you! You need to leave!"
"Craig go up to your room 'kay?" Tweek's looking straight at the guy.
"But babe, I'm not leaving you by yourself!" Tweek turns and glares at me. What the hell…he looks so serious.
"I got this. Go upstairs."
I don't know what to do. I hover for a second before I listen to him. I've never seen him so intense before.
"Who are you?"
"The guy of your boyfriend's dreams." Rayne smirks down at Tweek.
"Huh? That's funny because according to this ring right here, I'm the man of his dreams. We're getting married. You're just some loser who wants to fuck. Craig's not into that. This is our place, not yours. You need to get the fuck out." Tweek's chuckles darkly.
"And if I don't what are you going to do? You look like a wimp."
Tweek sees Butters and Kenny out of the corner of his eye, "Hey Kenny! Come here a sec!"
When Kenny walks over Tweek addresses Rayne again, "This is our best friend. We will kick your ass for trying to mess with Craig. Get the fuck out. Seriously!"
"You guys couldn't take me. If you kick me out I'll call the cops on this party!"
"Hmm…ya know that would work if the police gave a shit. But in our weird, little mountain town the cops love when the boys do crazy stupid boy shit. So good luck with that." Kenny laughs.
"Who even invited you?" Tweek asks arms crossed over his chest.
"Jason did."
"Be right back." Tweek walks further into the living room finding Jason and pulling him over to the corner.
"Uh Rayne what's going on?" Jason looks kind of drunk and pretty confused.
"This asshole tried to have his way with Craig and is refusing to leave." Tweek answered for him.
Jason sighs exasperatedly, "Dude what the fuck? I told you all the gay guys were taken! You're making me look like an asshole dude!"
Rayne puts his hands up in defense, "Hey, hey you never said that Craig guy was hot! It's not my fault! Whatever I'm over this. Everybody's a fucking a prude here. Bye!"
"Dammit, I'm sorry 'bout him. He gets douchey when he's drunk."
"Whatever. Just don't bring him around again." Tweek turns to Kenny, "Sorry I didn't explain what was happening but thanks for having my back. I'm going to check on Craig."
Tweek finds Craig laying on his bed with his face in his hands.
"Hey you ok?"
I sit up and look at Tweek, "Yeah…are you? He didn't hit you or something did he?"
He walks over to me and straddles my lap, "No I'm fine…I love you." He presses his forehead to mine.
I smile at him, "I love you too."
I lean forward and kiss him. I don't know why Rayne bothered me so much. I mean I wasn't drunk, so it's not like I couldn't defend myself but I mean what if I was? What if I was and Tweek hadn't come when he did. I run my tongue along the line of Tweek's lips. He opens his mouth and allows my tongue inside. When we part I hold his face in my hands. He's so precious to me.
"I love you so much."
"I love you too Craig."
I curl up on the bed with him not really wanting to go back down to the party.
"Stan! You're so drunk!" Kyle shouts in his face while laughing loudly.
Stan pushes at his shoulder weakly, "So are you Ky!" Laughing just as loud.
"It's cute when you laugh." Kyle sighed looking up at his super best friend.
Stan leaned closer to him with a wide smile, "Really?"
Kyle put his head on Stan's shoulder, "Hmmm yeah. You do lots of cute things."
"Ky that's so awesome! I love you." Stan replies kissing the orange curls next to his face.
Kyle leans up giving Stan a gentle kiss, "I love you too." He says with a smile.
Stan kisses Kyle the same way, "I'm glad you're my best friend."
Kyle kisses him again but holds it longer, "I am too."
Stan reaches his hands up and takes hold of Kyle's face kissing him soundly, Kyle humming in appreciation. Kyle's hands find their way into the front of Stan's shirt holding him in place. The kisses are long and molding, taking their time to explore. Stan's tongue slips into Kyle's mouth slowly flicking his tongue against the others.
"Awe Ken looks like somebody beat us here." Butters sighed frustratedly.
"What do you mean? Tweek and Craig are upstairs? Aren't they?" Kenny walks past the threshold to the backyard and holy shit.
Kenny springs into action pulling the two super best friends apart. Surprisingly they don't even seem fazed.
"Oh hey Kenny! What are you doing out here?" Stan yells in his face happily.
"What are you doing!? You have a girlfriend!"
Kyle leans into Kenny, "It's ok! It was just a friend kiss." He says this as if it's the most obvious thing in the world.
Kenny pushes Kyle off of him and hits both of his friends in the arms, "No dude! I saw tongue! That's not a friend kiss! Henrietta will be so pissed at you guys! You better tell her and say you're sorry. What the hell were you thinking!"
Stan tries to open his mouth to explain but Kenny isn't having it, "Fuck you! Forget it. I don't want to know. Just stop before you fuck up." He points at Stan directly, "You better tell her and apologize. She'll find out eventually. Better to come from you rather than months down the line have it slip out."
Kenny takes Butters by the arm and drags him back inside muttering under his breath. He turns when he gets to the threshold, "Oh and by the way, its time to clean up. I'm too sober for this shit."
Stan and Kyle follow them back into the house to find most of the guys already gone. Token has Clyde sitting on the couch nursing a bottle of water while he cleans up the plastic cups.
"Hey guys, you should go home. David and I are on clean up duty." Token says when he sees them.
The boys say their good byes before they head out into the night.