Those Who Show Mercy, Don't Receive Any

Chapter 10: (Part 1) Steer Clear This Mother Fucker Is Here

Craig Tucker

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I forgave him, and he forgave me.

The feeling was nice. It was days that i haven't seen him at all, and when i did i was terrified yet sad struck. His temper is something else. Otherworldly. Now I know not to get on his bad side. But with it comes a lingering guilt. The guilt being the fact that I found that moment beautiful and mesmerizing. I'd get choked again if I wanted to. I didn't find it arousing, I found it more peaceful and calm like a type of serenity. It's weird to think about. Almost as if I wanted him to kill me in the end. The calmness that rushed through me, the soft feeling of being there. Unafraid. In the hands of an angel.

But then I remember, I remember why I'm here. It's because I am a demon. A sinner who doesn't deserve to be alive. The only possible way to ever be forgiven is to pray my sins away even though I was born this way or be killed.

Now that I think about it has been almost four or five months since the incident and I think the church is back up as it has been a while since the whole fight with clyde. In fact I should go check up on it before my parents start complaining.

As I got ready, properly placing my suit on. I let myself slip as my tail popped out swing left to right like a dog, but before I could hide it Tweek passed by my bedroom. Hiding it quick enough to make sure he thought it wasn't there.

"What was that?" He questioned me.

"What was what?" I said as confidently as I could. He can be a bit intimidating.

"That, was that a tail?"

"What tail, what the hell are you talking about?"

"I could have sworn I saw a demon's tail." he spoke out

"Well you must have been hallucinating." I say trying to diffuse the conversation. I was already embarrassed with the fact that i slipped up, but i'm more embarrassed about the fact that he saw me slip up. What if he kills me for real if he finds out.

I pondered. The thought raced through my head as I slowly began to realize that Tweek himself was standing before me. His mouth was moving. He was speaking yet I couldn't hear him. I was trying to concentrate yet I couldn't. That's when I felt a hard tug against my shoulders as he looked at me. His eyes were so beautiful I could get lost in them forever. Like how a person would go missing in a huge body of water.

"Craig! We are going to be late for the church gathering!" He yelled as he began twitching aggressively.

"We aren't going to be late besides, won't they wait for the pastor for a little while?" I said. I placed my belongings in a suitcase calmly and swiftly. Checking the time it was about to start in 10 minutes, the meeting being at five pm. The walk there is 20 minutes. I was sure I was going to get late.

"Hey Tweek." I spoke as calmly as possible, "Mind giving me a ride to the church?" I asked. Sure it was a lot to ask but we were really out of time because of me slipping up. I'm glad he pushed that past or else we would have been double late to the church.

"Fine -AGH" he said as his tics acted up. It was weird but it was a win-win for me so I gladly stepped out the room as tweek trailed behind me, stepping out the door and into the world. Then I remembered something... TRICIA!?

I turned around and stepped back in the house to see Tricia upset. Well I'd be upset too if I was left behind.

"You're so mean Craig!" she shouted as she pouted here and there. It was like this as long as i can remember