Clyde's POV
When I saw who the man behind the mask was my mouth dropped open in shock,
"T-tweek?" I stammered.
"Yes," He replied.
"Why, why did you kill him?" I cried out.
"To ughn get revenge on C-craig," He said twitching.
"What did Craig ever do to you?" I asked.
"He…ack…that time in the third grade,"
"The fight?"
"Aaahhh yes!"
"How did you do it?"
"Do what?"
"Figure out a way to frame Craig and stuff,"
"It was easy, he thought we were friends, best friends, but I was really just using him to get my revenge, anyways he told me he was in love with you and that he was going to tell you at the night of the party, so I decided to bring my tape player and record him confessing to you so that it would be the perfect motive, I got more than I bargained for that night too when Craig blew up saying he was going to kill Kyle and stuff,"
"You fucking asshole," I said with my eyes narrowed.
"Oh Jesus! I'm sorry! Don't kill me!" Tweek screamed freaking out.
"Then turn yourself in," I said flatly with my eyes still narrowed. Tweek ran off to go turn himself in and I smiled in joy as they took him off the jail in the police cruiser.
A few days later
"Are we best friends again?" Craig asked walking up to me with Jess.
"Sure are," I said smiling.
"Oh did I tell you that I'm with Jess now?" He asked smiling.
"That's awesome, congratulations," I said.
"Are you ever going to be okay?" He asked.
"I'm feeling fantastic right now, I mean ever since Tweek got executed it feels like a big weight has been lifted," I replied.
"So can you finally move on with your life?"
"I believe so, come on, let's go play football," I said with real happiness for the first time in weeks.
J