Enemies. [Creek..?]

nine (ALTERNATE ENDING)

In which Feldspar lives.

And then I close my eyes for one last time.

Except it is not the last time. I open them again and I can see someone hovering over me with Tweek to my right. Everything is quite blurry right now but I notice his hair. I close my eyes again because I feel tired, but they are forcefully opened.

"I've got him all stitched up and he might not be stable enough to walk or stand up, but he will live," The man told Tweek. Or me? No, probably not.

"Thank you. Can you help me get him somewhere safer?" Tweek asked. The man said yes and they both put an arm around my shoulder and helped me up. I complied and tried walking with them.

I didn't say anything, just walked while I tried tuning out all these gunshots. I don't know how I lived through that. It's a miracle, really.

I can't hear any noises anymore, like guns or yelling or running. Just silence, and I notice we are not in the forest anymore. I am seated again, although that hurts. I lie on my back but I guess they took it personally.

"Hey, you got to sit up," Tweek tells me.

"No. Hurts," I said. Tweek didn't bother me about it anymore. The other dude had left now.

"Tell me when you think you can stand again," Tweek said. I nod and continue laying there.

(fun time skip for fun onee week ya crazy i know)

I'm perfectly fine now. Kind of. My wound is sort of healed, it just hurts less. Tweek has joined Clyde Donovans Army of Darkness so that's a big yay. Oh also we're like dating. Clyde was the first to know, obviously. Well I actually haven't told anyone else but it's whatever. It's their fault for not having telepathic abilities.

"You okay?" Clyde has a thing for asking how I am everyday. I don't even want to imagine how Clyde would react if I hadn't lived.

"Yes, Clyde. Never been better," I say as a joke because I feel it's obvious i've been better.

"Haha. I'm serious man," Clyde pushes my shoulder. As I turn my head as a dramatic response I see Kyle and Stan talking with Tolkien. I'm glad I saved Kyle. Just walking away would've been evil anyways. Him and Stan are best friends again, which they are both happy about.

"Me too!" I say again as a joke as I look back at Clyde.

"Fuck you dude," Clyde said as he sat next to me. Tweek was already sitting here. I give Clyde the finger and this time I don't care I haven't done it since Craig. Clyde smacks my hand.

"What're you to up to?" Clyde asks, changing the subject.

"Nothing, Just talking," I tell him.

"Oh my god, yeah but about what?" Clyde huffed out and rolled his eyes.

I shrug because I know it'll make him more mad, which it does.

"I'm going to push you off the edge," Clyde told me as if he actually would. I laugh, although laughing hurts.

Tolkien walks up to us with Stan and Kyle following.

"Hey guys," Tolkien says while Stan waves at us. Tweek and I wave back while Clyde actually says hello.

"Anyone up to play some cards?" Tolkien asked as he held up a deck of cards. We all said yes. When Tolkien led us to a table Jimmy was already sitting there.

"H-hey th-th-there fellas," Jimmy said with a smile. "Wha-what game we th-think- thinking?"

"Let's go something simple. How do we feel about-" Tolkien was about to suggest something I would've deemed as reasonable, but Clyde cut him off.

"Go fish!" Clyde pratically yelled. We all gave him a questioning look, considering the last time we played that was when we were ten.

"What? It's all I know how to play," Clyde said quietly before we all began laughing at him.

"D-dude that's sad! Not even poker?" Tweek spoke after he stopped laughing.

"No? Poker is stupid anyways. Let's just play. Seven cards each," Clyde said, ignoring the laughter and sitting down. I got to shuffle but Clyde stole the deck when it was time to deal.

This is the order it ended up in;
1- Clyde (unsuprising)
2-Kyle
3-Jimmy
4-Tolkien
5-Tweek
6-Stan
7-Me.
Guess I really suck at this. Which is a bit sad, but it's okay because I blamed on my undying pain from my wound (sarcastically, obviously).

I'm glad I lived, because I have all my friends, and they make it worth living. I really would've regret it if I had died and I didn't even try getting help. Not to mention everyones reaction. I've got a whole different perspective on everything since my near death experience. Actually, it was a death experience, I just came back to life, I think. Even if I don't show it, I mean everything.

I turn to look at Tweek from my seat. When he catches my gaze he smiles at me, and he's so absolutely beautiful. I smile back. Yeah, i'm glad I lived. It would've ended too soon.

hi gang. its all funny actually alla this ^^ because bro is actually dead ☠️☠️☠️

ok bye hop you enjoyed and if you didnt then uhhh hhhhhh darn i got others