Chapter 14: Spray paint and yelling

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Craig had a good school plan. He would stay with Tweek during the class periods he had him, and then the ones he doesn't, he would have someone else that he trusts (Likely Kenny or Butters) to watch Tweek.

Craig was still trying to figure out who did it, but he needed to make sure Tweek was feeling ok and safe first.

Tweek's panic attacks were getting worse. Sometimes he would just break down crying, scared, saying the attacker was watching him, begging Craig to help him, but all Craig could do is try and calm him by holding him close and covering his eyes by digging Tweek's head into his chest. After a while of this Craig started to carry blankets and coffee around in his backpack. It helped calm Tweek down, even if just a little.

Craig loves Tweek with all his heart and every time he sees Tweek sink down to the floor, crying, begging Craig to help him, telling him that the attacker is in the room with them, pulling at their beautiful golden locks, and curling up into a ball, covering his eyes. Craig could feel his heart shatter into millions of tiny pieces every time it happened.

Right now, though, Craig was holding him tightly. Tweek was asleep peacefully, and Craig was happy, "I love you....you're so beautiful...." Craig smiles, "I'll protect you....I'll protect you with my life....I promise." Craig holds Tweek tighter and puts his head on top of Tweek. Craig hadn't been home for a while. His parents, of course, knew where he was. They didn't mind; they knew what was happening with Tweek, so they were happy that Craig was actually showing some emotion and wanted to help him.

Either way, Craig was happy with Tweek, and as he too drifted off to sleep, nothing could change that....

~*~

Sadly, though, little things can easily snap people back to reality. So even though Craig is still happy with Tweek, he is unhappy about what is happening at the current moment. A good example of this is Craig, staring in horror at Tweek's locker as Tweek, who is next to him, starts crying. Why? Well, it's because someone had written the word 'fag' with red spray paint in big font. Craig didn't know what to do; he was feeling all sorts of things, anger at who did this, sadness for his poor Tweek, and confusion about who would do this. Sure Tweek wasn't the most liked out of everyone, but he wasn't on bad terms with anyone either, so who would do this? And why? Craig needs to know but first, he needed to comfort Tweek. He bends down and holds Tweek close, "Shhh~ Shhhh~ It's ok. It's ok. I will find out who did this. I promise."

Tweek buries his head in Craig's chest, and Craig plays with his hair, "You have beautiful hair hon, beautiful hair. You also have beautiful eyes, beautiful and calming eyes Bebe." Tweek hugs Craig tightly, "Shhh....you're beautiful hon, beautiful, and give the best kisses, the best.~ shhh~" Craig keeps giving Tweek compliments until he calms down. By then, though, people had already formed a circle around the locker. Craig decided to take advantage of the moment.

He stood up, Tweek still in his arms, and yelled, "So, who did this!?" Everyone was silent, "I said, who did this!? Are you too much of a pussy to own up to what you did!? Too scared!?"

Everyone was silent, "Own up to it! You did this! You can't back down now!! So own up to what you did you pussy!!" Craig could feel Tweek's light crying as his face was pressed up against his chest, "Bebe it's going to be ok. I promise." he says in a calm, quiet voice as he brushes Tweek's hair with his fingers, "They are not going to get away with this."

Craig looks back up at everyone else, "So!? Who was it!? Who's the pussy!?" everyone is silent, some even walk away, scared that Craig might start swinging. Of course, he didn't, part because Tweek was there and also because PC principal had decided to show his face, 'Great.' Craig thinks, 'Hopefully he is not too mad at us. He shouldn't; he's all about equality, right? He should be on our side.' Craig holds Tweek tighter.

PC principal runs to the middle of the circle and looks at Tweek's locker, "Who did this?"

"We don't know." Craig replies, still feeling Tweek's small cries in his chest.

PC principal looked around, "Who did this? Who the fuck, in their right mind, thought that this was ok!? Who!?"

Craig decided that he would take this time and take Tweek away from all the yelling; it seemed PC principal had it all sorted out anyway with the screaming.

Craig pulled Tweek away into an empty hallway and pulled his head out of his chest, ready to wipe some tears away, but what he saw wasn't tears; Tweek was laughing.

Craig was confused, "Tweek? Is this some sort of fear response?"

Tweek just laughed, "No! I-I....I love you!!" he then throws his arms around Craig's neck, "You care so much about me! And it's just.... it just makes me so happy!!"

"Wait so you're not sad about the spray paint?"

Tweek is silent, "Well....yes..but you make it so much better! I love you!! I love you so much!!" Tweek kisses Craig, and they stay there, happy, so very happy.

-What do ya'll think? Legends say that they are still kissing to this day. Lol

-Word count: 939

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