"NO!" Tweek called out into the dark. Tweek eyes darted as he stared at Craig. How could he have asked something like that?
Craig acted cool. He pushed back in his seat. "Just thinking it be easier. My house isn't far from Stan place, and you still don't have a car and all."
Tweek initial shock subsided and his mind tried to stop racing. "Er…" Tweek struggled until triumphantly he thought of an excuse. "Cant. Thanks though, but I haven't even packed for this trip."
"Okay." Craig said in his deep voice. Tweek let out a relived sigh. Then Craig started the car back up. "I'll just stay over at your house."
Tweek eyes widen.
"You still need a car after all to get to Stan. Plus…" Craig looked over his shoulder as he turned on a new street. "I need to talk to you."
Tweek needed something to fidget with. He looked at his hoodie and began messing with the zipper. "Why?" Tweek mumbled as he nervously pulled on his hoodie zipper.
"I need a friend advice." Craig rasped out. Tweek studied Craig profile. Craig eyes were narrow, and his facial feature where harsh. Yet, even still with such an intense face Craig was amazing at never showing emotion. It wasn't fair. You had no clue what was going on with Craig and even worse you had no idea what was coming next.
The red truck crunch against the stray snow piles on the street as it pushed forward. The night had turned navy blue except for the harsh glow of yellow from the street lights. Craig was frozen in his seat as he mindlessly drove forward. Meanwhile, Tweek was busy internally arguing with himself. Tweek didn't understand if they were friends, had they been since freashmen year? Or was it all over? Wasn't best to get some distance between each other? Why was everything still so awkward between each other?
Tweek anxiously pulled on his jacket as more and more question flooded his head. Tweek knew he would go insane unless he simplified the problem. Tweek took a deep breath and told himself, ' it's just because it's easier for the damn trip.' Pain in the ass trip, Tweek didn't even want to go on it.
When Tweek looked up he recognized the sage bricks of his house as they pulled into the driveway. Tweek nervously got out. He looked over at Craig who was pulling a duffle bag out of his car.
'I guess he packed.' Tweek thought before turning and walking to the front door. He could tell Craig was close behind. Craig had a strong presence, Tweek remember how safe he always felt when Craig was around. Tweek unlocked his front door and slowly walked in. He quickly surveyed the house for any sign of life. There wasn't, there never was. How many days had it been so empty?
Before Tweek could even let out a sigh he heard loud stomps going up the stairs. Tweek turned his attention to the stair case where Craig was walking up leisurely. Craig didn't even wait to be invited in, before trudging his way in. Tweek glared up at him before dashing up the staircase behind him.
Tweek watched Craig's back as he made it up the stairs and walk straight to Tweek room. Craig remembered it as if he never stopped coming over. Tweek followed Craig into the small messy room. Craig threw his duffle bag down on the side of Tweek bed and then laid on the ground with his head on the bag. Tweek entered too, and took off his jacket. Tweek casually threw it on the floor like he normally did, then he flopped on his bed. Tweek was on an emotional roller coaster. his head throbbed from every thought. He internally pleaded for an escape.
"So, did your parents actually go through with the divorce?"
Tweek sat up and looked back to Craig. Tweek had to register what Craig had said for a minute before he remembered. Back in middle school, Tweek parents weren't on good terms and they were planning a divorce. Tweek hadn't told anyone at the time, except Craig.
"No, they are just separated but they are still together." Tweek mumbled out. They might as well be divorced. They didn't stay together for the marriage but rather the business. Even still they did whatever they could, be it business trips or side businesses, to stay away from each other, the house and in the end, Tweek. Tweek main form of contact with them was talking about the schedule through email.
"I don't see much of them though. I think my mom visiting her sister and I am not sure about my dad." Tweek let out. He hadn't ever talked about it, but then again, he never had anyone to tell.
"Has it been a recent change?" Craig called out.
'It happened about the time you left.' Tweek was tempted to say but instead of opening that wound he cheated and said. "No."
"I am sorry man." Craig voice never changed, it was always mon toned. Yet Still Tweek could tell he was sincere.
"It's okay there always food in the kitchen. I just don't always know who puts it there." Tweek felt himself relax a bit.
"Maybe, underpants gnomes." Craig called out.
Tweek couldn't help but snort at this. The small smile pushed on his face. Tweek shook his head and eased more. "shut up. Now why are you in my room again?"
"I need some advice." Craig said as his eyes scanned Tweek room.
"Is it about coffee? Because that is all I got." Tweek called back.
"No, it's about Cindy."
"Oh." Tweek couldn't hide the disgust in his voice.
"Yeah, you see Cindy getting too clingy."
"Well she is your girlfriend." Tweek couldn't help but roll his eyes.
"That's the thing she isn't. We never made us official. I met her at a party and she seemed down to anything. I told her I didn't want a relationship and she said that's fine. We were just friends that hooked up once in a while. But recently I can't get rid of her." Craig sat up slightly.
Tweek eyes narrowed and he felt a scowl coming on his face. "Are you going to break up with her on the trip?"
"Is it a bad idea?" Craig asked.
Tweek felt his blood begin to rush. "Please don't. I really don't want to have to deal with that."
"You wouldn't have to." Craig shot back.
"It will ruin what little fun this trip could offer. Everyone will instead be dealing with this bull shit drama!" Tweek spat back. He knew that everyone would take sides and everyone would be busy talking about it. Tweek didn't want to have to listen to it. Frankly he didn't want to hear it now.
"So, I should wait?" Craig pulled his legs closer to him.
"Talk to her before you just hurt her." Tweek suddenly felt his stomach ache.
"I don't know why she be hurt. I never asked her to be my girlfriend or anything." Craig said back annoyed.
"Yeah well, she sees it differently. It's not a bad thing to fall in love." Tweek grumbled out.
"Who said anything about love?" Craig questioned.
Tweek curled up on his bed. "Just try and have feelings for once." He mumbled as his stomached more.
Craig sat up more and with a bit more force in his voice he said. "You don't think I have feelings. Well I have. I have been in love before."
I wanted to scoff at this but instead I just stayed still on my bed. I glared so hard and my cheeks felt red. All I could think of, was poor Cindy. He was going to throw her away like what he did with me. He just came over to rub it in. Maybe there wasn't any emotion in him after all.
"Do you love Kyle?" Craig voice chimed in.
Tweek twitched. He extended his body on his bed.
"I think he likes you." Craig said softly.
"Yeah well, yeah" Tweek uncomfortably said. It was too soon to really determine what he felt for Kyle.
"If you want to talk about it. I am here." Craig said. Tweek looked up over at Craig and his heart began to race. Craig was there, just like old times. Suddenly Tweek felt swept away with warm emotions and in return Tweek didn't feel so alone. Tweek closed his tired heavy eyes, and he allowed himself to shamelessly feel happy.