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Tweek's gaze was expressionless and cold , so it could hurt like it was made for, his gaze was created to hurt the soul of anyone who saw it, someone waiting for his usual sweet look that was made just for Craig and only him. —Craig , I need no longer be with you. Your Tweek that you are looking desperately for, without fatigue, is dead, he died in that accident along with his parents and you cannot resurrect the dead. —His seriousness and the tone of his words made something in Craig burst. He did not seem like his Tweek, but the reality was different, that was left of the blond boy full of love. Tweak did not care in giving a "final " gaze to Craig, he was very focused in the cigar on his mouth, the first cigarette that he had dared to smoke. —I think you should go... I have to be prepared for my new job, you know a stupid cafeteria does not pay enough to live.

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This was a recurring Craig's nightmare, always dreaming about the first time he met the dark side of Tweek, which now was in his usual alley waiting to meet with a new client, or another of the recurrent, smoking his third box of cigarettes and it was not even 10 o'clock. The black haired boy hesitates to approach Tweek because if he did not pay for Tweek's services, Craig just frightened his customers, although the desire wasn't missing. While a year had passed since the blonde plunged into the darkness of the way that he decided to take, -the darkness that had absorbed Tweek completely- that did not change the fact that Tweek remains quite adorable and up you could say that with the maturity of Tweek that was more than just adequate, it turned him into a handsome man.

At the end, Craig did not come, because one of the customers of the blonde was eating Tweek's neck. While the man slipped money into the pocket of the boy, that was a typical routine that Craig was used to seeing, always looking out for his blonde. The tears came out of the blue eyes of Craig. The situation was a ritual of pain for him, how the boy he loved was surrendered to any sick man for money that Tweek would spend mostly in cigars and coffee. What more breaking Craig's heart was that vicious circle would have to end someday and the possibilities that Tweek who leave them were null and void.

Many times Craig dragged Tweek to psychologists and tried to enter him to mental hospitals, but Tweek could act as an innocent lamb and mislead anyone by making them believe that he is the most responsible person that may exist. But all motivated Craig to believe that the Tweek from the past could return and could embrace him at any time, also that his love for Tweek grew, without nothing to matter always was pending on him.

Something different happened that afternoon that managed to alarm Craig more than ever, his body reacted by crossing the street to kneel in front of Tweek's body unconscious lying on the floor with a thread of blood falling through his nose. The man who a few moments ago was about devoured Tweek passionately now was -perhaps- a few blocks away from the boy and with his money, which clearly took when he noticed that the boy could not accomplish his nasty sexual fantasy. That miserable was not capable of asking for help and luckily the green eyed boy had to someone that guarded him day and night.Craig gave a deep breath to calm down and carry Tweek in his arms feeling again his skin burning to the contact -almost extinct- of their skins entering in contact.Craig took Tweek to his apartment allowing him to rest in his bed, so Craig could call a doctor, who's clearly could hold the discretion required by the case.

After a long medical examination, the expression in the doctor's face did not give him the calm that the black haired boy needed. —This young man is not in good health, needs medical attention immediately. —He said showing a blood-filled tissue. —I am afraid that apparently is easy to predict that he has been coughing up blood.