Creek - I hate everything about you

Chapter 2

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!!Chapter Warnings!!: Swearing

Words: 1892

A/N: I hope you enjoy! I have lots of ideas for this story so I hope you like it :)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Tweeks P.O.V

6:45 AM ;

God damnit..how many times have I pressed snooze.. maybe 12 times already? I can't take this, I'm not even getting energy from this. This is pointless, I'm going to get up. I push my self out of my bed and I somehow manage to fall. Am I really that clumsy, guess so. I didn't even trip on anything, I just fell over being the clumsy fuck I am.

I throw on my green button up shirt, me being me, I only get two or three buttons correct. I go into the bathroom and I grab a comb. I attempt combing my hair, and of course it doesn't work. The comb gets stuck inside my thick blonde hair, its a pain getting the comb out so I don't even know why I try.

I grab a bag with my thermos, a can of cat food, and a bobby pin. I also get my backpack and I pull on my grey vans. Before I head out I try to calm down myself. I take 3 deeps breaths, then I'm out the door. I make my way down to hell and on my way there I stop by a pet store. I always go there right before I go to school. I walk threw the entrance and I hear the ringing of the bell above the door. They guy behind the cashier greets me and I just nod, even though I didn't pay attention to what he said.

I know exact ally where I go. I go to the very left corner of the pet store. There's this huge room of cats and whatnot, and you get to play with them and feed them. But I pass by that area and I got to a wall where there are cages and kennels with cats in them. There's this one cat though and his name is Cocoa. He is a black cat with 4 scars and his back, a broken hind leg, and the cat has separation anxiety. If the cat is left alone for to long then it starts to gets really sad. I visit Cocoa every single day so he won't be alone.

The thing I love about visiting him is how calm he is and how he rubs his neck against my hand right when I go to pet him. That soothing purr he makes just takes me to my happy place. Another reason why I go to see him is that he reminds me of Craig. He soft silky fur reminds me of Craig's soft raven hair, The way he comforts me reminds me of how protective Craig is over me. How Cocoa gets angry at other cats for me being with them, yet Cocoa is special to me, and so is Craig.

They both make me feel happy and feel special. How much Cocoa depends on me to take care of him. The pet store forgot that Cocoa is still there because of how quiet he is. I always take care of him though so he won't die. Seems like everyone has forgotten him except for me. I crack the can of wet cat food open and I can immediately smell the scent of tuna fish. I pick the lock off of the cage and I pick Cocoa out of his cage. I don't know if its illegal but if it is well then at least I get to get arrested for doing something I love.

I put the can of food on the floor next to me. I pick Cocoa up and I place him right next to me. He starts eating the cat food really quickly, it seems like he hasn't eaten in ages. My sleeve falls down and Cocoa notices the lines on my arm. He goes over to me and starts to lick them. The small sandpapers like tongue, rubbing against my arm, belongs to Cocoa. Cocoa reminds me of Craig, but I wish he would care about me, kinda like how Cocoa does. I pat the raven haired cats hair a few times. Then I start the pet him and he starts purring. He escapes me petting him and he rubs his neck against my hip. Just in case you thought he had a huge ass neck like a giraffe, I'm sitting down. Jesus fuck that would be scary. I pick him up and I kiss his forehead. I put him back inside his cage and I close the lock. I have a little fan, a bowl of water and a small cat toy inside his cage so he doesn't die or so he is occupied. I pick the empty can of cat food up.