Too much pressure (A creek love story)

Say it ain't so

Guess who's backkkkkkkkkkk...
Happy Pride Month, fitting time to come back I presume! And the fact it is now Summer for me also helps.
Also, the title to this chapter is totally a reference to Weezer...

Hey, uh, sorry guys. For like... ditching you lol...
that's like, totally on me. 100% my fault.
I've had no creative talents for the last like... idk, all of 2024? So I'm sorry if this actually sucks ass.
I really hope you all enjoy this!
And sorry if my writing style has changed at all, I tried to keep it the same.

CW: puking, panic attacks,

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Tweek's POV:

The... Wattpad thing. It's been a week since I blew up at Cartman and had that panic attack on his floor. Which, that bastard is not letting that go, I think he's using it as blackmail?
Errrrggggg... it's fine. Well, it's not! But, I'll deal with it!
Back to the Wattpad stuff, so... the panic attack was posted on Wattpad too! But, in Eric's view of the panic attack. And... due to the fact he would never admit those things, I crossed him off the list of who may be stalking me. But those fangirls are still on the list of who may be posting it!
But, since I can't prove that... I'm just having to deal with it.

"Tweek?"
"ACK! Y-yes?"
"Come on into my office."
"O-ok..."
I stood up, turning and walking into PC principal's office.

"If th-this is about th-the adoption th-thing, I-"
"No, take a seat."
"O-ok, sir..." I sat down, looking up at him as he sat down too.
PC principal looked through a folder quickly before putting it down. I shivered, nervously.

"I've noticed some things."
"What th-things? Nnnnng." My head twitched to the side.
"You've been more... anxious. So what's up, what's bothering you? I'm not gonna let one of my students go through this alone."
The silence was painfully loud between us.
"Tweek. Tell me, what is it?"
"I- ... MY PER-PERSONAL THOUGHTS... A-AND FEELINGS ARE BE- ...BEING P-POSTED TO WATTPAD BY SOME- SOMEONE I D-DON'T KNOW! And it's not j-just me, it's EVERYBODY! B-but, it sur-surrounds Craig and I. I-it's dis-disgusting and cringey! An-and, AGGGGHHHHHH!"

I tugged on my hair, letting out small painful cries.
PC principal stared in shock, his sunglasses falling off of his face.
There was a pause, before he shook his head and fixed his composure. Grabbing his sunglasses and laying them on the table.
"Why didn't you say anything sooner?"
"I- ACK- I DON'T KNOW!!"
"Listen, I'd really rather to know if one of my students are in danger or not. Especially if it's more than just one... how many have been put online about it?"
"Me, Cr-Craig, Tolkien, Cl-Clyde, Cartman, Butters... Ken-Kenny, Kyle, St-Stan. I th-think th-that's it? I mean, really every-...everyone has been men-mentioned but th-they're Al-almost like, side chara-characters?"

PC principal nodded knowingly. Before leaning back in his chair.
His fingers squeezed the bridge of his nose for a moment before he moved his hands to rub his temples, trying to think.

God.
The silence is so... loud.
That's so weird, right?
Silence, the lack of sound, is loud.
Loud, the abundance of sound.
It's... a scary feeling.
All of this is scary.
I'm being stalked!
And I don't know by who!
I don't know how!?
How can they do that!?
My thoughts...
AGHHHH!

I hate mind readers...
I knew they were real!
Despite Cartman making fun of me in 6th grade about my fear about mind readers.
I was right!
...
I wish I was wrong.
I wish mind readers were fake.
Why do mind readers even want me!?