I Just Cant Stop (A Creek FanFic)

|Chapter 9|

||Tweek's P.O.V||

The door slowly creaked open causing me to flinch, I hope my dad was asleep. I popped my head out from the living room door not seeing my father on the couch like he normally was nor the floor...maybe he wasn't in?. I shrugged my shoulders and headed upstairs, the keys were in his room.

When I slowly opened the door I let out a reliving sigh, he wasn't in here either, thank God. I went to check his drawers when suddenly I heard the front door slamming shut. The colour drained from my face as I heard his rough voice, oh no. I quickly went to search for the keys now, the sound of the stairs squeaked with everyone step he took, shit he's coming upstairs. This defently wasn't helping my anxiety, I could hear him coming closer, he would honestly murder me if he seen me in his room.

My eyes lightened up as I found the keys grabbing them I swiftly hid under his bed before he walked inside, good timing. I clasp my hand over my mouth scared for my life I couldn't imagine what he'll do if he seen me. His feet stop right at the bed, my heart is thumping so hard out my chest like it's gonna burst,I could feed the bed lowering slightly okay so he's just laying on it... that's fine he'll be alseep.

I stayed there for a couple minutes, my hand still covering my mouth as i was shaking rather violently. Once I heard the soft snore coming from the man above me i uncovered my hand and shuffled out from under the bed quietly and slowly, one small noise could be the death of me. When I got out I didn't stand up, I crawled towards the door the keys held tightly in my grasp so it didn't make the small sound like it always did. That would be bad.

Once I was out I stood up and bolted down the stairs and out the door, my heart felt like it was going to jump right out my chest. I hunched forward trying to catch my breath, that must of been the most scariest thing I had ever done in my life. "So did you get them?" Shit I forget they we're here so I just lifted up the keys to show them.

"Well c'mon, we all want coffee" Micheal spoke up before he began walking, Henrietta and Firkle joined him while I was...helped by Pete.

"T-Thanks Pete." I smiled at him causing his pale cheeks to turn faintly pink. Strange.

"Whatever, it's nothing." He responded and began walking towards where the coffee shop was. I followed just wondering what my dad was going to do if he found out about it.

Timeskip

We finally got to the coffee shop, my hand pressed against the glass door, my mother would've wanted it to stay open, she loved this place more than dad did when he wasn't such a monster, I wanted it to stay open too but he had to shut it down because of he was a wreck. This place had so many memories, so many happy moments in our lives and now it's all fuzzy, sad moments and we won't even get to make more.

The sad memories you don't want to keep are like flys, getting stuck in a web and slowly waiting for that spider to eat them to erase them but after waiting and waiting you realize it will never come, and you'll be stuck with those memories till you die.

A sigh escaped my lips as I finally had the courage to open the door. It was dark, dusty and didn't smell of that comforting coffee it used to but the back is where the picture frames hung up. We all made our way in there, while the goths went to find the Dark Roast Coffee box I stayed put, looking at the wall with some awards for the best coffee and pictures of the family together. We were so happy then, even if I was so paranoid and scared I was happy, I loved them both dearly then. Mom wouldn't of wanted this.

I remember the first day we got this place.

Flashback

"G-Gah what's going o-on!?" Tweek squealed as he was put to a spot, his mother and father both had they're hands over his eyes so he couldn't see.

They were all standing outside a new coffee shop, Tweek Bros Coffee. "Ready Tweek." Richard said and counted down until they hit one, they took they're hands away from his eyes.

Tweek looked up his eyes sparkling as he noticed the coffee shop. He smiled happily and hugged both his parents. "I-it l-looks great mommy, d-daddy! I-I love it!"

"And we will never get rid of it, no matter what happens." Tweek's mom said hugging her son back.

Flashback end

I felt a tear slide down my cheek, someone's hand was set on my shoulder and gave it a squeeze causing me to slightly jump and turn my head around to come face to face with Pete. I wiped the tears away and smiled slightly. "I-Im okay." I lied.

"Bullshit."

I sighed looking down. "W-Whatever, it doesn't m-matter"

My eyes grew wide when I was suddenly pulled into a hug, Pete, the goth was hugging me!. I took in his scent, he smelled like cigarettes but also that amazing smell of coffee. I closed my eyes tearing up again and hugged him back. It felt so good, and it was a suprise. I could tell the other goths we're probably staring at us but I didn't care.

"You can always talk to me Tweek, I get it." Pete whispered softly. I clutched onto his shirt starting to sob gently, his hand rubbed and down my back to give me some sort of comfort and it did.

Thank you Pete.

|| Mwaha! sorry I took so long with this!! I tried I did! And yes omg Pete the goth what is going on!!

There's some twist and turns happening here and there and kill me but it will get better. Maybe ;P

Anyway hope your enjoying this!!