chapter 12

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Craig's POV



Spending the weekend at Tweek's was actually quite nice. We joked around about a lot of things, talked shit about some people at school(and teachers), and pissed people off online for most of my time there. It was fun. Not to mention I made a lot off food as well, I guess it wasn't just my family that liked my cooking.
But of course, the weekend was already over and I had to head home.

"It was nice having you over again, Craig."

"It was great being back here, I might come over next weekend."

"Oh, well, we'll be expecting you then!" Mrs. Tweak said, with a smile on her face. I slightly smiled back as me and Tweek left the house. And then he drove me home, we were silent the entire ride. "It was nice having you over, Craig. I had a great time."

"I did too." Tweek smiled, unlocking the door. "See you tomorrow?"

"See you tomorrow."

I exited his car and went inside, already tired. So I went to bed early.

- - -

I woke up to my alarm, at 5:30 am. I have to get to school in a hour and it takes me 20 minutes to walk to school, so I only have 40-ish minutes to get ready. I got up out of bed and gathered up my clothes for today, going to take a quick shower. About only 10 minutes in the shower I heard banging on the door.

"CRAAIG, YOU BETTER NOT BE MASTURBAITING IN THERE BECAUSE I NEED TO TAKE A SHOWER TOOOO!!!" And of course it was Tricia.

"I'm not masturbaiting! I've only been in here for 10 minutes!"

"THAT'S TOO LONG, I STILL NEED TO DRY MY HAIR AND SHIT WHEN I TAKE ONE! HURRY UPPP!!!"

I sighed, turning off the water. God damn it, Tricia. I do not want to start arguing at 6 in the morning. I hope 10 minutes is enough. "If you used up all the hot water then I'm kicking your ass!"

"Chill, 10 minutes is not gonna use up all the water."

A seconds later I heard knocking on the door again. "Hurry up, dude."

"I literally just got out of the shower, what the hell do you want from me?"

"I NEED TO USE THE SHOWER, CHANGE IN YOUR ROOM." Tricia scoffed.

"I have nothing on."

"Then grab a fucking towel and put it over your cock. You're not that stupid are you?!"

"I don't know, I'm autistic."

"Same shit. Now c'mon we only around 25 minutes until we have to head to school!!!"

I rolled my eyes, grabbing a towel and tying it around my waist. I took my things, unlocking the door and walked out, into my room. Tricia was standing at the bathroom with her arms crossed. She's a literal ticking time bomb. I changed in my room, drying my hair with the towel. And then I headed downstairs.

"Good morning, Craig! Arguing with your sister already?" My mother was sitting at the dinner table, eating breakfast.

I nodded, walking into the living room and got my jacket from the couch arm. I tied my it around my waist and headed to the kitchen. "What's for breakfast?"

"Oh, just toast. Nothing special. There's two pieces still in the toaster for you and Ruby."

I nodded. Taking a piece of toast of the toaster and putting it on a plate, and went to the table, sitting down across from my mother. "So uh-"

"Hm?"

"Um- you know the person I told you about that I'm working with for a project?"

"- Yes?"

"... I think I like them. Like, in a crush way. And I don't know how to make the feeling go away."

"Oh, dear, why do you want the feeling to go away?"

"Because it's wrong. It isn't really right, I mean I picked on them since we were in 7th grade. And I know the feeling isn't accepted in this house, I don't want to be a outcast."

"Hon, you won't be an outcast for liking someone. You can't control it. And in what way did you 'pick' on them?"

"I- uh, kind of bullied them. I've hurt them multiple times, but they seemed to of forgave me. I hurt them in so many ways and forms, I publicly embarrassed them many times, but they still fucking enjoy my company. I don't know what I'm doing right, or wrong."

"Well, have you ever thought of their prospective?"

"Hm? No? Not really."

"Well maybe next time try doing so. If you like them and you want them to as well, I advise trying to think their way first."

"Oh uh, thanks. I can try it."

"Of course. And please try and not pick on people anymore, let your frustration out on something, not someone."

"Mhm.. sorry mom."

"It's alright, at least they aren't scared of you. I'm glad they forgave you."

"Mhmm...Same."

That went better then I expected it to go. Now all I have to do is tell her that 'they' are actually a 'he'. Sigh.

"A-And uh--" I was cut off by Tricia screaming upstairs. "HOLY SHIIIIIT." It didn't take her that long to get down here. "Craig!! It's fucking 6:05!!! WE NEED TO GET GOING. You have a presentation to do today, don't you!?"

"Yeah, I do." I got up from the table, taking my plate to the sink. I'll guess I'll have to tell mom later.

"Then we gotta go!! Hurryyy!!!!"

"Alright, alright." I took the other piece of toast out of the toaster and handed it to Tricia. "Breakfast on the go." She took it from me and grabbed my hat from the table. "I'm loaning this!"

And before I knew it, she rushed out the door. "BYE, MAMA!!!" Our mother waved, smiling. I sighed, saying goodbye to her as well. Why the hell is Tricia in a rush. I get it, it takes her longer to get to school but she doesn't even care most of the time. Especially on a Monday.

"Tricia, wait up!" I said, walking out the door.





Sorry for short chapter <3

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