Creek - Crush

Chapter 20

I was the last to go to sleep last night but I'm still the first to wake up in the morning.

And it's a good thing that I did.

I go to the bathroom and notice the mark on my neck. It's dark. He really went to town on me.

I can't say I hate it though.

It was all real. I thought it was a dream but it wasn't.

He likes me...

Woah...

Luckily, my hat covers the spot on my neck pretty well. I should be able to get by unnoticed.

I put my hand over the spot.

His lips were here... they were on me...

I kissed those lips...

Those lips told me they loved me...

I can see my face turning red in the mirror.

I go back downstairs and chill for a while.

Tolkien wakes up and groans. "Damn... way too much beer... what was I thinking..."

I laugh softly. "Hungover?"

"Yeah, man. Very. I'm gonna go get painkillers and then I'll get breakfast started for everyone. I'll let Tweek make the coffee."

"He was really drunk. I don't know if he's gonna wake up soon enough. Let me do it."

"Oh right, you work at the cafe now. Alright come with me."

I mainly volunteered because I want to be the one to give Tweek his coffee when he wakes up. I know he's going to have a massive hangover when he wakes up and I want to make things as easy as possible for him.

Then I'll ask him to be my boyfriend.

"What are you smiling about?"  Tolkien raises an eyebrow at me as I make coffee.

"Nothing..."

"Is it about Tweek?"

"Unimportant."

"Whatever you say, lover boy."

I roll my eyes and pour the coffee. "Do you have any of the double M shots? He likes those in his coffee."

"Yeah. My dad loves that stuff. It's in the top drawer under the knives."

"Hmm..." I look at the knife block.

"What's up?"

"Ones missing. A knife I mean."

"Oh, right. I'm not sure what happened to it but a couple months ago it just kinda went missing. We have plenty though so it's not a big deal."

"How odd."

I find the double M and put 10 shots into the coffee, just like Tweek likes.

As if he sensed it, Tweek comes upstairs.

I smile at him. "Morning!"

"Hey." He rubs his eyes.

"Here. I made coffee. Just how you like it."

He hesitates. "Thanks?"

Me and Tweek sit on the couch. "So... can we talk about last night?"

"Hmm?"

"Wait... do you... remember what happened?"

"Yeah. I remember watching that movie and passing out. Are you upset that I didn't stay up? Sorry..."

"Fuck..."

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing. Just tired."

He doesn't remember.

I'm back to square one.

Actually, no. At least now, I know he likes me back.

This could be fun.