☆Together☆ Creek (Craig x Tweek)

Chapter 23

{Contains suicide and gore/really descriptive shit ig}

Tweek walks into the house and hears shouting and yelling. It was his parents. It was kind of weird to Tweek since they've never fought.

That meant it had to be serious.

He just stood there, and listened. It was about nothing and everything.

"Why would you want that? I've been nothing but good to you!" He could hear his father yell clearly.

Just about everything else would be just random yelling and screaming. His mom seemed really mad. His dad seemed like he was trying to reason with her.

Tweek was just standing there and looking around awkwardly.

Tweek's dad caught a glimpse of him, "Tweek! Tweek, tell your mother she's being crazy."

Tweek walked over to them and stood there.

"She being unethical Tweek like, slavery not being real."

"You know, that's another thing I hate, everything has to have a metaphor." His mother spat at his father.

"What's happening?" Tweek asked genuinely confused.

"Your mother said she wants a divorce." Tweek's dad said.

"Okay?"

"You don't see a problem with it? Your mom wants to break our family apart?" His father said.

"No, not really. I guess the only problem I see with it is having to pick who I want to live with." Tweek said.

"You and your mother are just alike, I swear." His dad says.

"What is that supposed to mean?" His mother asked.

"This is what I mean! We wouldn't be arguing right now is you knew how to stay in your place."

"You act like individuality is the worst thing to happen! We can't have the American Dream if you  have a meth lab in our basement!"

"We would have the American Dream if-" His father paused mid sentence, and then blinked a couple times. It went from anger to just a blank face, "Can you just repeat that real quick?"

"I know about the meth lab, Tweek found it the other day and it's not normal-" His mom began but his father walked away.

His father went up the stairs and his mom followed him up until the foot of the stairs, "Richard, you need to stop and listen! You never seem to listen to me!" His mom shouted from the foot of the stairs, Tweek stood behind her.

The bad feeling in his stomach was back. His mother after a good 3 minutes of not hearing a response from Tweek's father. She went up the stairs and Tweek followed.

She opened their bedroom door, and then a bang was heard. It made Tweek's ears ring for a couple seconds, he closed his eyes until his ears stopped ringing.

He went up the stairs and saw his father there, on the ground, blood on the floor, and a gun present on the floor nearby.

Tweek's mom looked horrified, she got on her knees and began to cry and shake her husband.

"Tweek, call someone, anyone!" She sobbed.

Tweek took out his phone and dialed 911.

"911, what's your emergency?"

"I think my dad just shot himself." Tweek said in a panic.

"Stay on the line with me. Is anybody else there?"

"M-my mom. They were arguing.." Tweek said tears beginning to fill his eyes.

"Do you know what happened?"

"I came home, I was on a date and they were arguing. My dad was like 'Tweek, tell your mother she's being crazy.' And I walk over to them he tells me that mom wanted a divorce. He kept going on about how he took care of us how me and her were the same. She said something about the meth lab she found in the basement and he just left! He went up the stairs and I'm pretty sure he shot himself.."

"Okay, stay calm-"

"This is me being calm!"

"Calm down sir, we're sending officers just stay on the phone.. is there anything you know about the meth lab in your basement?"

"I found it one day and I told my mom.. we didn't know anything so she told me to act normal until she knew a bit more."

"Uh huh.. did your mom know anything?"

"No, I don't think so. She said that I was being silly and that there would be no reason for there to be a meth lab in out basement."

It was like a flash, Tweek had to watch his dad get carried out of their house. His mom was hugging him tight, rubbing circles on his back.

Tweek caught a glimpse of Craig staring at everything from his window. Right. How was he gonna explain this to his friends? Explain that he had been a drug addict for a majority of his life? Everyone was gonna ask.

That was something to think about tomorrow.

Tweek's mom told him to try and get some rest.

And so he did. He went up to his room and layed down.

His phone had like 3 notifications from Craig. All of them asking what was happening. Tweek didn't want to try to explain to Craig, not yet anyway.

Not yet.