"Boyfrenemies"

twenty two

CRAIG'S POV

As Tweek runs out of my room, I wanted to go after him but my legs just wouldn't move.

He was raped.

That's what he didn't want to tell me.

My heart was racing and my eyes began to fill with tears, I have no idea why.

I quickly wipe them off, I'm fucking Craig Tucker -- I don't cry.

"Well," Mrs. Tweak says, I forgot she was still here, "I'd better be going now and try to catch my son."

She makes that seem like a joke but no one is laughing, especially not me.

I breathe but it comes out shaky, my parents were just staring down at the floor.

"Mom? Dad?" Ruby says.

"Yes, hon?" My Mom asks squatting down to her height.

"What's molested?"

"Oh god, um it's...um...Thomas?" My Mom looks at my Dad and he just scratches behind his head.

"How about we tell you when you're a little older," She weakly smiles.

"Fine. But when I'm 'a little older' I'm expecting an explanation," She says and stomps off.

She stands up and just stares at me -- both of them do.

"So," My Dad said.

"Listen, if you're wondering -- I had no idea. I'm just as shocked as you two," I say.

"We know," My Mom says, "But I'm just so shocked. He's only 14 right?! Jesus."

"Maybe that's why he looks so screwed up all the time, right hon," My Dad nudges my mom laughing and I just glare at him.

Is he really trying to make a joke out of all of this? Because this isn't fucking funny.

"This isn't funny," I say gritting my teeth.

"I know it isn't Craig I was just--"

"You were just making jokes like this was funny! My friend, who I've only known for a couple a months who's really getting close to me was raped, Dad! And he obviously doesn't want me to know! What part of this whole thing do you find funny, huh?!" I throw my arms in the air.

I'm furious.

"Now, Craig. Don't get all sassy with me, okay? I didn't mean it like that--"

"Then what did you mean it like?!"

I sat there waiting for an answer but I didn't get one.

"Exactly," I said getting up and I grabbed my jacket.

"Where are you going young man?" My Mom says crossing her arms.

"To find Tweek. I know his mom probably isn't going to find him but I am."

I searched the whole town looking in almost every shop and looking in a ton of neighborhoods.

It took all freaking day.

And why am I doing this? What is my motivation?

I honestly don't have an answer because I don't know, to make sure Tweek is alright I guess.

My last stop was Stark's Pond, and surely enough, there was the spiky haired blonde spaz boy.

He was sitting on the bench still crying.

I walked up behind the bench.

He didn't notice me at first so I decided to scare him.

"BOO!"

"GAH--W-WHAT," He falls off the bench.

"Oh shit, I'm sorry," I said.

He looks at me and his green eyes were blood shot red from crying.

"I've been looking for you all day," I said.

"Yeah w-well you've f-found me," He says.

"Glad I did," I said and he just looks at me.

"S-Sorry I didn't t-tell you. It's n-not something you c-can just b-blurt out."

"No, it's fine. I was just shocked. Hell, I still am," I say.

"Y-Yeah..."

We sat in silence for a couple of minutes and I really wanna ask him this question but I think it's a little too far.

Maybe it isn't.

"So, how was it?" I ask.

He looks at me, "H-How was w-what."

"Getting raped," I fiddle with my fingers.

"I-It hurt," He just said, "I-I'm not saying a-anything else."

"I just wanted to know. My Mom always watched these lifetime movies and there's always someone getting raped," I say.

His frown slowly turns into a smile.

He has a nice smile, I don't think I've ever noticed it before.

"What's so funny?"

"N-Nothing. But it j-just seems like y-you always m-make a bad situation f-funny, Craig," He says.

"Well I'm fucking Craig Tucker," I say, "I should just print it out on T-Shirts and hand them out when I'm running for president."

"Y-You're gonna r-run for president?!"

"Hell yeah," I said getting up, "You can be my Vice President. We'd be invincible, the perfect team."

"B-Being president is s-so much pressure--GAH!"

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Yeah I didn't really know how to end this chapter so there it is.

The classic, "It's too much pressure!" From Tweek Tweak.

What's your favorite quote from South Park?

Mine is, "Oh I'm sorry I thought this was America."

-Brooke