A Love So True || (Creek)

Chapter 6: Clyde

Tweek pov:

When I woke up the next morning, I rubbed my hands over my eyes and got up. I yawned then, looked around me.

-Hey Tweek.
-AAAARH!

I shouted and looked at Craig in front of me.

-WH-WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!? Were you watching me sleep!? O-Or maybe you just broke in and tried to kill me!?
-No, no I just came earlier. And your parents told me to wake you up.
-Ah.
-Go get dressed, I'll help you pack your bag.
-O-Okay.

I was still looking at him, confused. Craig has never come so early. I didn't ask any questions and just grabbed my clothes, heading for the bathroom. I looked in the miror and sighed. My eyes were puffy and slightly red from crying yesterday. My hair was a real mess and I couldn't stop shaking. I, honestly looked horrible. The only thing I liked about my body was my green eyes, but I found they were spoiled by my faint freckles below my eyes.

I finally dressed up and left the bathroom.

-Good morning Tweek.
- 'morning mom.

I took a cup of coffee and drank a few sips. Craig put my bag on the floor then, sat next to me.

-Do you want a cup of coffee Craig?
-Nah I'm ok.

I finished my coffee and left my house with Craig. I was still drinking coffee in an insulated flask while walking beside Craig.

-Did you tell your parents about what happened yesterday and...you know?

I choke on my coffee, coughing and slapping my chest.

-ARG, Of course not. They don't need to learn it, otherwise I'll be a D-DEAD MAN!
-You think they'll react negatively?
-I don't know, i'm just not ready to tell them. I-I need to avoid fights at school if I don't want them to know.

He nodded and after taking the bus, we entered the school. I'd had a bad feeling since this morning that wouldn't go away. I could feel all eyes on me. Some of pity or sadness and some of disgust. I already didn't like being the center of attention for a few people, but it was much worse to be the center of attention for an entire school. I was shaking even more than usual. All I wanted was to get home.

Craig firmly took my hand in his. Just like yesterday, he put his hat on my head, blocking my view. I couldn't see anything, so I lifted the brim of the cap in front of my eyes to see. I watched him as he flipped off practically everyone who looked at us. I held back a laugh with a little smile. How could he make me feel better just like that?

At lunchtime, we sit down at our usual table with Clyde and Tolkien. Cartman approached us with the school principal and put on his best fake smile. He took on his usual soft, irritating voice.

-Tweek, I'm so sorry about what happened yesterday. I was confused by your difference and I still am. I didn't know how to react but you know what I mean and why I acted the way I did. I hope your life'll improve once you're cured of this terrible disease.
-He's serious!?

Craig said stopping to eat. He turned to Cartman and frowned.

-That's not an apology, Cartman! I swear i'm gonna-
-Craig Tucker, stop talking like that. He said he was sorry so let's forget what happened and I don't want you to do it again, is that clear?

We nodded while the principal moved away. Cartman sat back down at his usual table with Kyle, Stan and Kenny, smirking at me. Craig sighed and we continued to eat. We returned to class the afternoon.

I was drawing quietly on a sheet in class. I'd got into the habit because it calmed me down and cleared my head. Suddenly I felt something lightly tap my head. I looked behind me and noticed a ball of paper at the foot of my chair. I took it under Cartman's insistent gaze. I unfolded it then, looked at what was written on it.