Chapter Seven

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Craig had never been so happy to hear those words, he nodded, and Tweek stepped aside. Everything in Tweek was screaming. This was wrong, but it was as his body was acting of its own accord right now. Why was he letting Craig in? The one who caused his torment and had hurt him? He wasn't sure, and honestly Craig was wondering the same thing. As the door closed the strong smell of cleaning products filled Craig's nose. The house was spotless and not a thing was even a hair out of place. Craig felt it only necessary to take his dirty converse off.

Tweek blinked as he did so, feeling inwardly grateful that the taller male did. They stood there afterwards in silence, Craig finally breaking the silence. "Why weren't you at school?" The softness of his voice made the blonde jump, and his blonde brows furrowed at the worry in his voice.

"I..." Tweek gulped, "AGH! This is too much!! W-why are you here?!" He squealed in confusion and panic. Craig clenched his teeth, why was he here?

"Look. You weren't there and...and I got scared alright?! I was scared that you'd finally gone off the deep end! Or you had killed yourself!! And I couldn't handle that thought! Because it'd be my fault and I'm quite accustomed to lookin at your twitchy frame all damn day!" Craig hadn't meant to yell at him, but he was frustrated. And although he hadn't said the words directly to him...he really cared. Tweek stood there, his mouth wide open. Craig's blue eyes stared with deep intensity into the blonde's green ones. The amount of emotion in Craig's eyes sent electric shocks throughout Tweek's body. And blood rushed to his cheeks.

Tweek had to look away, which he did. He was trying to collect his thoughts. Craig was feeling more and more flustered by his silence. "F-fuck..." Tweek muttered, "I-I didn't g-go to school b-because I c-couldn't take it anymore!" He finally broke, fresh tears streaming down his face. "D-D-do you even under-understand what it's like?! T-to be-be on so many different medications you c-can't keep track! To b-be sick constantly?! T-then to have s-so much pressure to d-do well at sch-school! T-that f-failure is unacceptable?! T-then all that damn place is..is my o-own damn p-personal hell?! To be tormented every single day?!" He was getting angrier, but his voice only held sadness in it, he truly was fed up. "I didn't want to go today after w-what you did to me! C-can you re-really blame me?!" He asked.

Craig stood there in shock at Tweek's words, he hadn't realized how much he'd actually been hurting the blonde, how much stress he was really under. Craig but his lip, he looked down. Choosing his next words carefully he spoke, "No, I don't understand what it's like to be mentally ill. To be on so many medications. I don't understand any of it. Because none of it happens to me. But what I can say is...I'm sorry. All these years I've known...what I was doing to you was wrong. But, I've had a reputation to maintain. I have to keep my status everyone expects that out of me.  I know I don't have to uphold it, but I honestly feel like I need to..." He said. Tweek said nothing, he just went to the couch and sat down, gesturing for Craig to do the same. "Let's make a deal." Craig said as he sat beside him.

Tweek's eyes widened, a deal? He trembled violently, he was honestly scared. "W-what kind of d-deal?"

"Well...I can't really stop tormenting you at school...I have that reputation to upkeep. But...I promise to not be so hard on you...if you let me come see you sometimes after school." He said, while to any outsider this deal made no sense. To a nervous boy who wanted a break, and a bully who didn't really want to be, it did.

"A-alright. De-deal." Tweek said, as he reached for the TV remote. Craig was relieved he agreed. Tweek flipped through a few channels, and stopped. Red Racer was on, Craig blinked as his favorite show was now on the screen. He turned to Tweek who's eyes were glued to the screen. He then turned his attention to the screen. And they watched it. Together, both not saying anything, they just sat there.

And that was their first moment of bonding.

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