KupKaKes- Creek/Twenny fanfic

The talk(s)

~~~Wendy's POV~~~

I walked out of the school with a sigh, finally it was the end of the day. It seemed like Tweek was acting weirder than usual after lunch. "Maybe he got another...no he said those stopped. Or maybe he was just hiding them from me?" Thoughts ran across my brain in worry. But while I was caught up in all the exhausting drama I barley caught someone trying to grab my attention. I turned around, confused, at who disturbed me. 

"Hey, Wendy.." A meek voice called out, just above a whisper. 

I pressed the bridge of my nose with my fingers to avoid his stare. "Hey, Stan. Do you need something?" 

"Yea." His eyes narrowed and his voice grew more shaky. "Why are you just not talking to me? You've even been sitting with Tweek, what's been going on?" 

I swallowed all my frustration and, trying to be reasonable, responded in a flat tone: "Look, Stan. I'm trying to let you be happy and I know you have something for..Kyle." I hid my voice crack with a cough.

"That doesn't mean we can't still be together...right?" Stan took a step closer to me, his brown eyes reflecting his desperation. 

"I don't know why you still want to hang onto this relationship. You clearly don't love me and that's fine. I left so you could pursue a love you actually want. So please, save me your sorrows and just...go love someone else." I let my emotions slip through the cracks slightly, but was quick to gather it all up before they could show.

"But..Wendy I do love you..." Examining Stan's face I couldn't find a sliver of honesty there.

I chuckled, my eyes beginning to wet. "No, you don't."  

Stan reached for his red and blue hat. "How would you know that?" 

"Maybe because you made out with Kyle at the party?" My eyes widened at my own words, I didn't mean to say it out loud but when I did, a look of realization washed over Stan's troubled face. He..accepted it. 

"I'm so sorry, Wendy." I noticed drops of glimmering tears fall down his face. Unable to not feel sorry for him, I reached out a hand. 

"It's..okay." As he looked up, I showed him a smile of reassurance. Suddenly, he was in my arms, crying tears into my shoulder. Giving him pats on the back for comfort, I knew that him and Kyle would be an amazing couple.

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~~~Tweek's POV~~~

The ceiling started to mold into different shapes and colors with my imagination as I stared at it. It was only a few hours after the event with Craig but for the whole time I've been so emotionally numb. The possibility of having my nudes leaked, maybe to the entire school, was incomprehensible. That terrifying thought haunted me through all my afternoon classes and even after that. As I was walking home, I tried to find Wendy but she must've been busy. Maybe I shouldn't even tell her about this? I haven't told her about my reoccurring dreams of Kenny. Sighing, I rolled over to my side. The window was open, letting cool air blow into my room. Cool air reminded me of my night at the party. On Craig's bed, the window was open and I could clearly remember stars..The only part of the night I could remember clearly. Now, I looked out my window with regret. I stared out at the beautiful landscape of mountains and a slightly cloudy blue sky. Looking down at the ground made me notice something, er- someone. 

It was Tolkien! He was waving his hands like crazy, trying to grab my attention. Well, it worked. I opened my window enough so that I could poke my head out. "What are you doing here?" I shouted from the second floor. 

Cupping his hands to the sides of his mouth, he yelled back, "You still have my jacket!" 

I took another look at what I was wearing. Realizing I still wore Tolkien's Purple hoodie with a yellow 'T' printed on the pocket, I rose my eyebrows in realization. "SORRY, I'LL BE RIGHT DOWN!" I gave him one last shout before scrambling downstairs  to let the guy in. 

When I opened the door, I noticed that Tolkien only wore a white tank top and black jeans. In the cool Colorado weather- a wave of guilt and embarrassment washed over me as I handed the hoodie back. He gave me a playful eye roll whenI continued to apologize profusely.

"Dude, It's fine! I don't even know why you wanted it anyways.." He mumbled, taking a seat on the couch. I closed the door, getting a little cold and heard a gasp come from the couch. Turning back to Tolkien, his eyes were now wide and he had a smile plastered over his face, "Or..maybe I do.." I raised my eyebrow. 'What?' I had no idea what he was talking about. 

I leaned into the seat beside him and laughed nervously. "Wha?? What do you mean?" He leaned forward, pointing on a spot on my neck, my heart dropped. I realized why I was even wearing his hoodie in the first place. It conveniently covered up the place where Craig...

"What happened? Did you finally get some action?" Tolkien joked. 

I stuttered through my words, making my argument less convincing. "I-No! It-It's just at- at lunch.." 

"Oh- It happened at lunch?" Tolkien enunciated, teasingly. I could see the moment when he knew. "Lunch...Oh. Craig?" His voice dropped. 

My hand covered my mouth in shame. "No... He.." Was now the time to tell someone about what happened at the party? No, I couldn't. "We..got into a fight!" I wasn't completely lying as he was..choking me. 

"Oh...and even if it was that wouldn't be a problem! Don't get me wrong, I'm not a homophobe. It's just- I was worried since Craig was always not great to you? Even now.." Tolkien looked closer at the bruises, he grimaced. "Y'know you should probably bandage that.." I nodded in agreement. 

After waving Tolkien goodbye, I took his advice and bandaged my bruises. Unfortunately, that was the only advice of his I could take..