The Way That Gravity Pulls (Creek FanFic)

Chapter 26: Forgiveness

If there's anything important that I had learned from my teenage years, it would definitely have to be that it doesn't matter who you are, or where you're from, because nothing will change the fact that some people will be brutal, unethical, and just downright cruel to you. I would know because I've always been easy prey. I had experienced it more than I ever should've. It was terribly unhealthy really...

Another thing I had to learn the hard way, was that sometimes, just sometimes, people will pretend that you're a bad person so they don't feel guilty for all that they've done to you. Whether it be blaming you for something you never did, dragging your name through the mud and destroying your image, demeaning your value, or even telling your dirtiest secret to what feels like the whole world, they don't stop until they break what seems to be every part of you.

People like Eric Cartman never stop.

Someone that damaged is basically deemed unfixable. But for some odd reason, I felt like I could at least try to fix things, even though it had been practically a death wish. But most problems look worse than what they actually are. Damaged doesn't necessarily mean unfixable.

So now it was up to me to try and convince Cartman to somehow see the bright side of things, even thought both of our lives had turned to shit (mainly because of each other.) But, I believed that I could do it. The only problem was that I had to find a way to leave the house without my mom knowing that I was planning to go see him. I had gotten up early to change the bandage on my hand and get dressed, hoping that I could sneak out before she would wake up. But my mom being the way she was, she beat me to it. She wasn't working for the rest of the week because of Christmas just being two days away, so she had gotten up even earlier than I had so she could wrap presents and make me breakfast. She made my favorite, pancakes and bacon, which only meant that something was up. She knew something, and she wanted to talk. I was going to pull the whole "oh I'm not hungry right now" get out of jail card, but I knew she wouldn't buy it, and to be honest I was starving. (And I wasn't going to pass up on pancakes and bacon.)

I sat down in the kitchen, hiding my right hand under the table, and watched quietly as she fixed me a plate and poured me some coffee. She had this look on her face like she couldn't wait to tell me something, for she was fighting back a smile so hard that she couldn't hold still. And before she could even hand me my food and completely sit down across from me, she couldn't hold it in any longer.

"Tweek, do you remember Sharon? Sharon Marsh?"

Stan's mom. I can see where this is going.

"Uh yes? What about her?" I asked as I struggled to cut my pancakes with just a fork in my left hand.

"You know her son Stanley, right?"

"Yes..."

"Well," she began, "Sharon stopped by the store yesterday to talk to me about him. It turns out he's into both girls and boys."

I don't have time for this.

"You mean bisexual?" I huffed with a mouth full of food.

"Um yes. He's bisexual. And uh, Stan told his mother that he wants to be with a boy..."

"Uh huh."

"And now he's with said boy..."

"Uh huh."

"And the boy he's with, is the Broflovski's son, Kyle."

I sipped some coffee.

"Uh huh."