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                                                                                          Craig pov.          1 day skip

"out." my dad said.

"but dad-" I was interrupted

"i said leave!" he yelled. my mom was trying to stop him

"You can't just kick him out cause he's gay." my said to my dad. I'm not even 18 and this is already happening to me. I just hope my mom can convince him.

"Fuck no! He's supposed to have a girlfriend not a fucking boyfriend!" he yelled

"dad please if you kick me out i'll have nowhere to go..." i said my voice cracking slightly.

"Fine but your not my son." he said walking away. I never knew being yourself could ruin your whole life. I started crying i ran up to my room and locked myself in there again i sat on my bed and looked at the ground. Did he really just say i wasn't his son just  because of my sexuality. I wish i had a better dad than him. i sighed when i got a phone call.

"Hello?" i said my voice still cracking.

" h-hey, you okay?" Tweek asked. he probably heard my voice cracking.

"not really." i responded.

"o-oh, um wanna hang out later." he asked

"sure.."

"o-okay bye. g-get better." he said before hanging up.  

My head is throbbing, and i feel nauseous. I didn't want to hang out right now. i was about to get kicked out. (AGAIN SORRY IF THEY SOUND LIKE THEY DEPRESSED)   

 I layed down on my bed and fell asleep.

                                                                                     Tweek pov.

I've been waiting for hours i don't think he's going to come a walked back home It was dark and i couldn't really see. WHAT IF I GET KIDNAPPED OHMYFUCKINGGOSH. I started running home i tripped over a rock and scrapped my knee. i just got up and kept running home. I opened the front door and was greeted with- 

"why did you miss your boxing practice?" my mom asked me not even looking at me.

"i-i forgot." i responded, i didn't i just didn't want to go.

"okay then." She said. I went upstairs sat on my bed and rolled up my pants to look what the wound from tripping over earlier looked like. its was bleeding but not really i put a bandage on it and just went and tried to sleep.

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