bruised and bullied

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Craigs pov:

Today is going to be another shitty day. I don't even want to go to school and I don't give a fuck if I'm late.
"CRAIG. you are going to be late AGAIN. get out of bed RIGHT NOW." my mom yells. I flip her off and finally get out of bed. I wear my blue hat and blue jacket.
I grab my backpack and leave the house.

I run to the bus stop. I actually didn't miss the bus today. The bus doors open and I sit in the very back with my friend Eric. He isn't really my friend but I don't care.

The bus is loud and things are being thrown around the bus. I see Tweek Tweak sitting next to Butters. No surprise he would though.. him and Butters are both weird. I see him twitching and being annoying. I seriously hate him. Hes such a fag.
Maybe him and Butters are dating? Ew.

I get off the bus and walk to my locker.
I see tweek and he accidentally drops all his books and shit, he's such a freak to be honest.

I walk up to him and push him against the lockers. "Hey twitch." I see he looks confused and scared. Cool. Eric sees me and comes over. "Hey Craig. Is this faggot being annoying?" He smiles while tweek twitches more.
"Uh GAH p-please leave m-m-me alone!!" Tweek says. Eric punches tweek and throws him on the ground. "You better shut up fag!" Eric smirks.
I just watch tweek get bullied and beat up for my own entertainment.

A fight starts and tweek has blood all over him. "AGH P-PLEASE.. ST-STOP!!" tweek cries annoyingly. Eric punches him a few more times and then goes to the bathroom. I smirk. "That's what you get for being a annoying fag." I leave him there as he cries for help.
I see Butters taking him to the nurse.
How gay of him.

Tweeks pov:

I twitch and cry in pain as Butters helps me to the nurses office. "T-thanks" I say while shaking from fear. "Its alright fella. Just stay away from them." He smiles innocently.

The nurse puts some bandages on me and let's me leave. "I h-h-hate it here GAH" i go back to class. I look at Craig and he flips me off. Why does he hate me. What have I done.. SHIT WHAT IF HE WANTS TO KILL ME. AH WHAT DO I DO?.

Class was shit but schools over after hours of being there. I walk out the school and see Craig smoking with.. stan and kenny. I see them look at me and then keep smoking. Isn't it illegal to some if you are underage? "Hey what are you looking at freak?" Craig says.
Kenny laughs. Stan walks over to me and says "want to smoke?"
"N-no.." I look down at the ground.
"Ok lame" he walks back to Craig and Kenny.

I start walking home and notice Craig and not too far from me. I need to walk faster or he might KILL me.

I FINALLY get to my house and I notice he goes in the house.. RIGHT NEXT TO MINE. no does that mean he lives NEXT to me? Shit.

I go up to my room and lay on my bed. I look out my window and realize I can see his house through my window. I see a room and then I see him.. that must be his room... but that means he can see ME and MY room through HIS window.

I see him.. shirtless... oh God. And then I see a girl with black long hair. I think I saw her in school! She has a purple jacket I think. I heard she's dating stan.
I think stan is the guy that was smoking with Kenny and Craig.
That means she's CHEATING? ehh what if she's just hanging out with Craig..
Oh shit. I see her pull off her shirt and then I see Craig take off his pants.. and then.. he... oh gosh you know what's happening. I look away in embarrassment. I go to my desk and draw while looking at the plant I have in my room.

I stop drawing so I can take a walk outside. My face hurts from being beat up but it's not that bad.. I walk to the bathroom and put some of my mom's foundation on to cover the blood and bruises. No one will know.. and I can't let my parents see my beat up face when they come back from work at the coffee shop.

I wear a tank top but it's short and old so it looks like a crop top. I don't have much money so my clothes are old.
I wear some jeans and walk to a calm small forest.

It's quiet and nice. It's so peaceful and my twitching went away a bit. Until I heard someone.. the voice was familiar... could it be Eric Cartman? Oh God. I ran out of the forest and went back home. I ran to my room and shut the door. I looked out my window and no one was outside trying to break into my house.

I noticed the girl in his window crying.
I saw them yelling. I opened my window
To secretly try to find put what the fuck is going on. You might think I'm being weird for watching him and his private business but I'm just curious.
I listened and I think the black haired girl said something about the fact he is with other girls. I feel bad for her to be honest. Craig just flips her off and kicks her out of his house. I get a bit worried and curious but I accidentally drop something and say "GAH- oh shit" and then after I pick it up I see Craig. He's staring at me confused and mad. HE PROBABLY THINKS IM A WEIRD STALKER. HE ALREADY HATES ME ENOUGH. SHIT.

I closed my window and looked away in embarrassment. I've messed up.
I hear the front door open. SHIT IS IT CRAIG? IS HE GOING TO KILL ME?
"tweek we're home!" Oh thank God it's my parents.

I go downstairs and make myself some coffee. My parents always put some stuff in my coffee but I can't know what it is. I want to take a walk because I just can.

I walk to starks pond. It's even more peaceful. I watch the sunset and close my eyes but the second I do that I hear someone say "Hey twitch"

I open my eyes and turn around in fear.
"AH PLEASE DONT KILL ME-... Craig..? Oh shit." What if he kills me or beats me up? "I saw you. Spying on me. Wtf want to explain?" He looks mad. "I-i didn't mean to I just was.. um-" I think I should run home. "Shut up." He pulls my hair. Listen. "Never do that again. What you saw is none of your business and if you tell ANYONE I WILL kill you. Got it?" He has a very angry look on his face as he pushes me on the ground. "Y-yes." He's so tall. I'm only 5'5 and he's 5'9. Maybe that's not much taller for some people but to ME that's tall.

"I-im sorry. GAH-" I run home. I just need more coffee. That's all I need.
I lay on my bed and think about everything I've ever done. I look in the mirror and I see how horrible I look. My messy blonde hair and my stupid twitching. I'm wearing that stupid old tank top that looks like a crop top. Why didn't Craig say anything about my shirt? He should of made fun of me.

Life is pointless. I cry into my pillow. Why can't life just end God dammit.

It's midnight but I can't sleep which means I'm going to look like shit. But my mom's foundation should fix how I look in the morning.

Yes I finally have another chapter.
Sorry for the wait!. I hope whoever reads this has a great day! <3

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