TW: Self-Harm. If this bothers you, please wait for the next chapter. Thank you!
Kenny's POV
It had already been a week since Craig and I kissed, and it was also the last time I saw him. He and Tweek haven't been to school, and I'm fucking worried. I feel like a fucking dumb ass. I listened to him vent, how he was just confessed to and I just kissed back. Hell, I don't even know if he meant to kiss me. Who the hell would, honestly? A sigh passed through my lips as I looked around my surroundings, I was currently sitting behind the school to gather my thoughts. It hadn't changed much around here since I was a kid, except the goth kids were nowhere to be seen. I shook my head and buried it into my hands. I'm a fucking idiot. I managed to make two people hate me at once. I still remember how Tweek looked when he saw us. It... It was the worst thing I have ever experienced. I mean, I have been killed countless way, but... The expression he had was overflowing with pain. I could see his heart breaking right in front of me and it's all because I didn't shove Craig away. It's all my fault. I actually didn't think I could hate myself more.
I pushed those thoughts back to the deepest crevice of my mind before pulling myself to stand up. I wanted to go see Craig. No, I had to. With that, I began to walk towards the raven-haired males home. Subconsciously, I began to bite at my bottom lip, pulling off layers of flesh until my mouth was bombarded with the flavor of iron. I blink before forcing myself to stop tormenting my lip with all my worries. After a few minutes, I had arrived at Craigs home and gently knocked on the door. Taking a sharp breath, I wait until the door is opened only to see Craigs mother. I release the breath I had been holding in order to speak.
"Hello, Mrs. Tucker, may I go and speak with Craig?" I spoke softly, trying to hide the shakiness of my voice.
"Oh, of course. He's in his bedroom, just walk right in. It's upstairs, first door on the left." She gave off the warmest smile I had seen in ages, and it was infectious enough which caused my own lips to tug up at the corners, forming a gentle grin.
"Thank you." That was all I said before I scurried inside, walking up the stairs before coming to a complete stop once I made it to Craig's door.
I held my breath as I opened the door. "Craig, I just wan-.." As soon as I stepped inside, I felt terror wash over me at the sight I saw. Craig was sitting on his bed, a razor blade snuggled between his index finger and thumb as I saw the blade pierce through Craigs left forearm. Droplets of blood had already formed and were rolling down his arm before he looked at me. His eyes laced with fear, and a slight glint of anger. I... What did I just witness..? Craig... Craig was... Cutting himself? The breath I had been holding escaped my lips in the form of a gasp as I stepped inside and shut the door. My eyes darted back and forth between Craig and his bleeding arm. I know that wasn't the only one he had done today, because right above it were a few others that were still seeping blood as well. I made no sound, except a slight whine before I went and wrapped my arms as tight as I possibly could around the other male. His body stiffened as soon as he felt me against him, and he made no attempt to hug back.
"C-Craig...? Why...?" I managed to say before tears began to well in the corner of my eyes, slowly trailing down my cheeks and leaving a trail of stains.
"Why what? I should be asking you why the fuck you're here?" He spat out, just by his tone, I could tell he wanted nothing to do with me. My heart shattered.
"I'm.. Worried about you, Craig. Why the fuck else would I be here?!" I blurted out in between my silent sobbing, pulling myself away from him only to stare into his bluish-gray hues.
"Okay, well. I don't need your pity, McCormick. I actually don't want your pity. You of all people, actually. It was a mistake to kiss you, and it was a mistake letting you talk me into being your friend. Because of this, I lost my best friend. So, it'd be nice if you would just fuck off." His words held no emotion except for the utter contempt he held for me. I knew it. He fucking hates me. I was just a fucking mistake.
I was another person used as a rebound of sorts. I... I wasn't even cared about. All the while as these thoughts ran through my mind, I began to sob as I looked at Craig. I frantically searched his eyes for something, anything. But, they were cold and full of hatred. My breathing hitched as I stared at him in utter disbelief. Maybe I should just die..? A promising notion, except for the fact I'd be back the next day. The tears only fell faster as I could feel my heart breaking but I slowly moved a hand to hold onto Craigs forearm to try and stop the bleeding. Keeping the pressure, I returned my gaze to his.
"I... I understand... I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything, Craig. I won't bother you ever again. I just... I just really want you to be happy. I really liked, well... I really like you. But, I knew I was nothing but a mistake, that's all I ever am. I'm sorry for causing you all this pain.." My voiced cracked as my gaze fell to the hand that was grasping Craigs forearm. Slowly, I released him and stood up from the bed.
I took one last look at Craig, but it only escalated the tears that were rolling down my cheeks. I then ran from his house and straight to Starks Pond before plopping down on the bench. I allowed the tears to come faster and buried my face into my hands. My body quaked with each sob. I knew I was just a mistake, but why does it hurt this much? I really like Craig, but... He hates me. I hate myself too, so it's okay. I just, I just won't bother him anymore. I owe him that much. I'll leave everyone alone, for good. I think I'll just skip school from now on. No one will miss me.
A/N: So, this is probably going to be the only chapter in Kenny's POV, maybe, but it really helped to further along the plot.