It Hurts

281 10 2
                                        

Craig's POV
Heading home I think of Tweek. There's something I'm missing. Why does he drink so much coffee? Why is he always jittery? His jitters aren't average. He flinches a lot too, as if someone's gonna hit him....Damn this too much thinking. I need to get home and figure this out. I finally arrive at my home and step through the door. Of course my parents aren't here right now. Inconsiderate assholes. Anywhore I need to find out why Tweek drinks coffee. Time for research.
-2 Hours Later-
This is taking forever. I'm gonna die. I've found nothing, but Tweek needs me. Research...

Tweek's POV
I walk to the house. It is by no means a home. Getting to the door I shakily reach out a hand and open the door. "There you are f*gg*t. You took your goddamn sweet time,"he says to me before grabbing me around the neck and slamming me into the wall."Listen here you worthless c**ksucker, do the world a favor and drink some bleach or cut your wrists like the attentionwhore you are,"he spits in my face angrily. He lets go of me and heads back to the couch, but not before kicking me in between the legs. My eyes water and I painfully trudge up the stairs. I hate this house....

That got intense guys. Sweet Jesus that was scary. Anywho hope you liked it hopefully more to come. Thanks for reading what I have so far. Peace.✌

Saviour(Creek/Craig and Tweek)Where stories live. Discover now