Am I crazy? {~*Tweek x Craig*~}

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Tweeks POV
"Tweek wake up. I wanna take you for a little drive"

My mom says to me and she looks like that she's gone numb. So I got ready and got in the car

I hear my mom mumble something "What was t-that mom?" I asked her but she didn't respond to me "Where are y-you ngh! taking me?" I asked her "It's for the best" "What d-do you mean?" "I'll explain when we get there"

I fell asleep in the car and 3 hours we arrived "Honey wake up where here" "A h-hospital?" When we entered the hospital I heard my mom say "My son is insane for the past couple of years so would mind helping him?" "We'll do everything we can to help him" "Good" Then someone grabbed me from behind and I began crying "Mom! W-What are you doing?! I'm n-not crazy!!!" "Yes you are!" How? How am I Agh! Crazy?" "The way act around me and your father and saying that you want out and that we never fucking help you! And every time I look at you all I just see is just your father!" "You never even tried to ngh! help m-me and you j-just let dad gah! hurt me for n-no reason and matter a fact he hurts you too!" She grabs my face "You know what? I wanna tell you something" "And what's t-that?" "I wish I had an abortion so that way I'll never have to deal with you you fucking piece of shit!" She let's go of my face and I start crying "Good bye you mistake!" and when she left the person started to drag me in the hallway and threw me into a room and I started crying and pulling my hair

"Mom and Dad was right I should just Agh! disappear... I wish t-that I would just die and n-no one ngh- will have to deal with my b-bullshit anymore... I f-fucking hate myself"

A couple minutes later I hear someone come in the room and I went to panic mode and moved to a corner while crying in fear "N-No! Get the hell away from m-me! I'm not crazy!" "Hey, It's ok I'm not going to hurt you" "Are you sure?" I asked him "No, I wouldn't hurt my patients" "Y-You're lying" "No I'm not" "How? And w-who even ngh! a-are you anyway?" I asked "My name is Craig Tucker, I'm 21 and I'm here to help you get better. So how about we sit down and we can talk. Okay?" "Fine" I get up and sit down in a chair "So, what's your name?" I know he's just asking that to tell people that I'm crazy "No! Not happening! You're j-just wanting to t-tell people that I'm crazy" "No I'm not! What's your name?" "OK! It's Tweek and I-I'm 18" I know what he's doing and I know it "So what brings you in today?" He asked me "My parents t-think that I'm insane" "And why is that?" "I twitch a lot because I have a-anxiety and tics and my m-mom told me that it's t-the way I act around her and my dad a-and saying that I want out and that they never help me when they never even ngh! tried to help m-me" "Have they hurt to you?" "Yes, They never agh! s-said sorry to me" "So, what do you mean by they never said sorry to you?" "Let's see, My own f-fucking father agh! would rape me, beat the t-total shit out o-of me, lie to other people about me, lock me in my room with no food and egh! water, He would b-body shame me, and he secretly put meth and other s-shit in my coffee" "Oh, Are you alright?" "N-No, after they found out that I w-was gay that's when h-he ngh! raped me and my mom d-didn't do anything she just agh! let him do i-it to me" "I'm sorry that he did that to you" I bet that he actually doesn't even give a single fuck on the inside and he's just pretending to care about that type of shit

Craig's POV
Can't this boy realize that I'm trying to help him? I now know that his parents were not good people and he didn't get a childhood but he needs to understand that his parents probably didn't get a childhood either and that they're the type of people and doesn't need kids if they act to their kids and the cycle that they're creating is never going to end
"I can understand that you didn't get the greatest childhood but the reason they acted like that towards you because they probably didn't get the best childhood so they're probably taking their anger out on you"
I say to the blonde boy
"That doesn't mean that they a-abused me my w-whole fucking childhood and my y-young dumb ass still l-loved them when t-they ngh! decided to beat the total s-shit out of me"

Poor thing, I can imagine what he had go through as a kid and still loved them after what they put him through "I understand" "No. you. fucking. don't." "Yes I do, I can imagine what you had to go through" He begins to cry "Hey, it's okay" "They're t-the reason why I grew up to hate myself" "I understand that" "I deserve to agh! d-die" I'm in shock that he said that, all of these years of being hurt so many times, That must've been rough for him to deal with "No, You don't, You deserve to be happy but people kept on hurting you for no reason at all. Can't you see that I'm trying to help you?" "I want people to gah! h-help me but they never e-even ngh! did" I've had patients that had trauma but not like this "Then trust me on this one. Okay?" "What?" "I'll try my hardest to try and help you and I promise and I understand how many you've been hurt by other people but you'll have to trust me. Okay?" "Ngh! Fine!"