Creek (Craig X Tweek) || You're My Savior and Song

Chapter 1- New Enemies

Tweek's P.O.V-

Rain drops continued to fall down from the heavens above and landed on my window freely. They collected into giant drops of water before rolling away and out of sight as they slid down the rest of the window. It's sad how they have to disappear like that, never to return again and be stuck in the grass until the sun dried it up.
Not like he thought rain had feelings, but he could understand the pressure of being so paranoid about what was going to happen if something had to face a fate like that.
I put my mug to my lips and took a sip of coffee again, trying not to spaz out as much so it wouldn't fall out of my hands. My hands were beginning to go out of control again because I had to move to a different place. Our coffee house was going out of business due to a few screw ups in the economics in the government.
On top of moving, I didn't know who would be living in the same neighborhood as me or if they would like me there. Everytime we move it seems like nobody wants to talk to me in the neighborhood. I'm too much of a freak.
Too much pressure!
People can call me a freak if they want to, I get the idea that I am one... so instead of crying I go to coffee as a ticket out. Nobody really hangs out with me so there's no one to express me feelings too and somehow coffee seems to calm me down. Ever since I can remember I've been drinking coffee, and now I'm 15 and short because of how much I take in.
"Tweek!" my mother called from downstairs and I spun around in my seat, almost falling out of it but I caught myself just in time by grabbing onto the side of my desk.
"Y-yes?" I replied in stutters like always.
"Dinners ready!" she answered and I could smell the food from downstairs. It was rare to have a meal in this house, we normally had coffee all the time for breakfast, lunch, and dinner as well as the occasional snack... of coffee.
We all sat around the table and ate silently. Recently my parents had been acting odd around each other. Just the other night I heard them screaming over something downstairs. They never fought and it scared me.
"H-hey m-mom?" I asked, looking over at my mom who had dark circles under her eyes and her face was red.
"Yes sweetie?" She asked without looking at me.
"Is t-the new pl-place in a bi-big n-neighborhood?" I asked the one question that had been on my mind for a while now.
My mom didn't reply to me that time and it was like that for the rest of dinner.

It was a very long and painful car ride to the new house. The roads were bumpy which meant that nobody could drink coffee along the way and it made me spaz more than ever. I really am a freak.
Everything looked so empty considering the fact that more and more people had to move to smaller homes and use less electricity to save money.
"We're here son." my dad said as we parked right outside the house next to the sidewalk. The house was the smallest on the street and looked worn down, but that didn't bother me. What I was worried about was about how many houses lined the streets, they seemed endless!
I shook more in fear now as I stepped out of the car. As I looked around some more my fears only grew. Kids were outside talking to each other everywhere and they were all looking right at me. If I could stop shaking and spazzing I would but it was too hard to do.
Right as my parents opened the doors to the house I dashed inside to escape the eyes of my new found enemies.