Falling For A Bad Boy♥ (Creek Yaoi)

Words Do Not Explain This.

Craig and I arrive at the hospital. We both walk slowly to the front desk. "Hey. I would like to see Mrs. Tucker, please." "I am sorry sir, But Mrs.Tucker died this morning." I look at Craig and he looks at me. I can see the tears in his eyes. I start to feel tears coming out of my eyes. Craig runs out the door, I chase after him. "Craig!", I yell; As I am running. Halfway around the block I see him run into his house. I was panting really hard trying to catch up with him. I finally get up to the front door and knock on it. "Hello?" I hear a voice say. "I would like to see Craig." I reply. They open the door and I see a little girl standing there. It's Craig's sister. I feel so bad for this family. She is going through one of the worst times in her life. I can see tears on her face. I feel tears coming down my cheeks as I run upstairs and go into Craig's room. Im really surprised it is not locked. I go in to find Craig putting a knife to his wrist. "NO!" I scream as I take the knife away from him. "You cannot do this Craig. Look at me." He looks up at me with tears in his eyes. "I can't go through this, Tweek." He says with his head down. "I just can't." He starts to sob. I look at him. "You can do this Craig, I believe in you. You are strong. Nobody fucks with you, You understand? You are CRAIG." Craig looks up at me and smiles. I look back at him confused. "Why are you smiling?" I ask. Craig chuckles. "You cussed. I have never heard you cuss before." I just look at him confused. Then, I smile. I'm actually not allowed to cuss in my house.  " Will you be okay, Craig?" I ask. "Yeah, I should be. What you just said to me made me feel a hell of alot better. I know I should be sad over this and I know I will. But, I shouldn't end my life. She would want me to be happy." Craig has never said ANYTHING like that before. I was shocked. "Im tired" He says. "Do you wanna spend the night? Or will your parents be mad at you or something?" I look at him. "Umm, I dont think that they would care if I go back home and tell them the situation."  I say, thinking. Would they be mad? I don't think they would...I would just have to explain it to them. Hopefully, they would understand.