The Stabber

chapter 3

3rd POV

The next day, craig went and saw that tweek not anywhere, not in the same spot he always goes not in the spot he waits for craig nothing.

Craig looked around, a little confused.

Where was Tweek? It wasn't the afternoon yet, but it was unusual for him not to be somewhere. Maybe he went to do something with the handsome fella he loved more than the necklace. Craig thought as he looked around

Feldspar felt a twinge of jealousy. What if Tweek was off seeing that fella now? What if they had become closer? What if Tweek didn't need him anymore? Craig then thought again with a bit more jealousy

He decided to wait in his usual spot. If Tweek was still mad at him, he'd show up eventually.

It's been hours, and it's already 12:00 at night. It was getting late, and Feldspar was getting worried.

Craig: "Where the heck was Tweek?

Did he run away? Was he really so offended by Feldspar telling him the truth that he had to leave in the middle of the night?"

Craig felt a little hurt despite being so mean to Tweek earlier.

He walked through Tweek's usual spots, wondering if he'd find any trace of him.

He tried the pond.

He tried tweek's favorite place to be at.

He even knocked on Tweek's door.

There is no sign of him anywhere.

Craig's mood was growing more and more sour, and his thoughts turned dark.

Where was Tweek? Had he run away and gotten hurt? Or was he dead?

Or... had he decided that he didn't need Craig anymore?

That was it! That handsome fella had taken Tweek from him!

Feldspar couldn't stand the thought. He needed Tweek. He needed someone he could boss around, someone who would beg for his affection.

As Craig's thoughts raced, he thought of something he might do. Maybe Tweek wasn't dead or hurt. Maybe that handsome fella had taken him and was even with him right now.

Then Craig had a brilliant idea. If he killed the handsome fella and stole the necklace from Tweek's pockets, Craig would solve all his problems at once. Tweek would have to come back to him then.

Craig smirked to himself. He had a plan now. This was what he needed.

Craig headed towards the woods, where Tweek and the handsome fella probably were. It was a dangerous place to be at night, but he didn't care. The necklace and having Tweek back was worth it.

It was a bit of a walk, but Craig didn't complain. He was on a mission. He was going to get the necklace and Tweek back— even if they didn't like him anymore, he still had them. They just didn't know it yet.

And then craig sees in the distance tweek and the guy waving goodbye tweek left and the guy was still sitting next to the tree he had white hair gray eyes black shirt and brown baggy pants

Craig watched, furious and jealous, from a hidden area in the woods.

The handsome fella didn't look that handsome. He had white hair and gray eyes, and his shirt and pants were boring.

So why did Tweek like him?

Why didn't Tweek realize that Craig was the one he needed, the one he should be attracted to?