Now I'm gone {Creek}

I love you too: Tweek Tweak

-1 month later-

Craig and I only started dating a couple week ago. He said he didn't want to date while I was in recovery. I respected that. We started dating the day they let me off suicide watch and let me go home. That was 2 weeks ago. Now we are currently snuggled together in his bed watching TV. I had my head in his chest and I could hear his heart beat. After a few minutes, his heart started beating really fast. It was like he had anxiety about something.... I perked up. "W-what's wrong?" I was always shaking, but when I was with Craig...it managed to get a little better. He turned his head and looked at me. "Nothing." I straddled him, blocking the TV. "T-that's a lie. Your h-heart started beating f-faster. What's w-wrong?" He sighed and grabbed me, flipping me over so he was hovering above me. "I just get nervous around cute boys" he smirked. I rolled my eyes "y-your stupid" he nodded "yep I am" he leaned down and tried to kiss me, but I moved my head and smirked at him. "Tweeeeekkk I want kiss your beautiful face" I was being a smart-ass "I-I know y-you do" "So let me!" "N-nope" he growled at me and grabbed the sides of my face, forcing me to hold still. He kissed me passionately as I wrapped my arms around his neck and smiled into the kiss. I really loved this boy. It's fucking crazy how much I love him. He pulled away "That's more like what I was thinking" I laughed. Everyone thinks Craig is this asshole who only flips people off and doesn't show any emotion. He isn't. He is actually much more complex than than. I studied the details of his face. The way his black hair moves and shuffles on his forehead. His eyes... his slightly chiseled jawline. "Tweek? What are you thinking about?" I snapped away from my study. "I-I was studying your h-handsome face." His face got a bit red. He groaned and threw himself on his back. "Why the fuck are you so cute?" I giggled. "I-I'm not" he turned to me with a serious look. "Tweek. You are literally the most beautiful human I have ever met. Your hair is adorable, your twitching makes my heart flutter. Your eyes are on a whole different level of cute. Everytime I look at you, I know I'm the luckiest man in the world to be able to call you mine." My eyes welled with tears. How did I get so lucky? A few tears actually dropped down my cheeks. He wiped them away. "Hey beautiful don't cry. Why are you crying?" I looked at him. "T-that was the n-nicest th-thing anyone has ever said to m-me..." I said through sobs. He looked sad that that was the case. His eyes softened and his hand cupped the side of my face. He kissed me again, it was slow and cute. It was a moment I will treasure forever....until Craig's dad spoke from his door frame. "What the FUCK am I looking at?!" Craig flinched and pulled away, protectively jumping up and pushing me behind him on the bed. "Dad...Calm down" "DON'T FUCKING TELL ME TO CALM DOWN CRAIG! YOU ARE MAKING OUT WITH MR. TWEAKS SON! WHAT REACTION AM I SUPPOSED TO HAVE?!" "I DON'T KNOW DAD MAYBE SUPPORT!? MAYBE LOVE?!" I was in full blown panic attack mode. My vision was blurry and I was twitching and crying. I was actually freaking out. Eventually the screams of Craig and Thomas dulled and I couldn't hear them anymore. Everything was distant as I freaked out. I felt someone in front of me. "Tweek? C'mon babe please..." I looked at him "C-c-Craig?" He studied me for a moment. "My dad is giving me a day to pack and get out of his house. I don't want you in danger, I'm going to walk you too Kyle's house to keep you safe. Okay?" I was vibrating, but I tried to nod. "Can I carry you?" I don't remember responding, but apparently I did something to indicate that was okay. I didn't know were I was going, but as long as Craig was taking me...I knew everything would be okay. The only thing that mattered was Craig. "C-Craig...W-what I-if your dad h-hurts you?" He looked at me as he carried me down the stairs. "Then I'll come back to you with a bad ass story of how I beat the shit out of him." He smiled at me. I laughed slightly. Craig always made me feel better some how. I really don't know how. No one has ever been able to do that for me. No one has been able to make me as calm as him. Kyle lived just down the road, so it was only a 7 minute walk. When we got to Kyle's house, Stan was their too. Craig explained everything and asked if I could stay for the night. "Of course dude, you guys are always welcome here" he smiled. Kyle and Stan where in the process of moving, so boxes were all over Kyle's living room. I crawled out of Craig's arms and walked into Kyle's house. I was sulking my way to the couch. Kyle pulled Craig outside and starts to ask him questions. I could barely hear, but Stan sat next to me and asked what happened. "W-well... he k-kissed me and t-then his dad walked in. H-he screamed at C-Craig and then I-I kinda blacked out...I-I don't remember anything up u-until he picked m-me up and here I am..." Stan nodded. "I'm so sorry... Kyle's mom reacted the same at first... she even slapped him. She eventually realized that maybe she should at least try to be supportive. So she is trying, I give her that." I nodded. Kyle came back in with a look of fear in his eyes. "Tweek, you and Craig are going to stay with Stan and I for a bit. We just have to move a few more things that we are done. Can you help?" I nodded. They gave me light stuff to carry out to the moving van they rented parked out front. Lamps, boxes of books all that good stuff. They told me all of Stan's stuff was already unpacked and in the apartment, and most ID Kyle's was unpacked as well. They just had to grab a few more heavier things that where going to take a second, so they were going to wait till tomorrow. They decided to just do it now and get it over with. Once they finally got all the stuff up and out, we got into the seats up front. Stan driving, Kyle in the middle and I was in the passenger seat. I looked out the window as Stan drove. I hadn't seen their apartment yet, so I was kinda excited about that. As if he had read my mind, Kyle spoke "Tweek, you know you're the first person to see our new apartment except Stan and I" I nodded "t-that's cool." He nodded and left me to look out the window. It wasn't a long drive, about ten minutes. It was an apartment complex on the outskirts of South Park called "The South Park apartments". It wasn't very original, at least in my opinion. I never even knew these apartments existed, and I assume no one else did either sense in front of every apartment except one was a huge "For rent" sign hammered in the ground. "H-how m-much is the r-rent?" Stan parked and then answered "$650, they are really desperate. They are also pretty nice two bedroom apartments. Big living room, nice kitchen. The master bedroom is really nice and the guest is small but nice." I nodded "A-are you g-guys the only ones renting here?" They both nodded. I nodded back and helped them get small things out of the back and held the door open for them to get bigger and heavier things in. Once everything was in the house, I actually got to look around. Stan wasn't lying about the nice living room. It was big and open with a high ceiling. Hardwood flooring. They already had a couch that, I'm assuming, they bought together. The color scheme was grey and black. The couch was a big, leather couch that, additionally to the normal part of the couch, had a smaller corner section and then a longer portion went down the hall of the room. It was black and the walls of the room where painted grey. They had a mantle and a small electronic fireplace below it. A flat-screen TV was hung above the mantle. The mantle was covered with cute pictures of Kyle and Stan and their families. The house was really cute. They had a dining room parallel to the living room. The walls where white and the tile on the counters where grey and white speckled granite. "The microwave came pre-installed, isn't it cool?" It was hanging above the sink, it was cool. The fridge was really nice. Stainless Steel. In the middle of the kitchen sat a small island with the same granite topping as the other countertops. The dishwasher was in the side of the island and the oven was on the other side. A step burner stove-top was built above the oven. It was a really nice setup, it just sounded messy. They had stools on the side of the island without anything. I walked back into the living room and sat on the couch. I snuggled into the corner and Stan and Kyle sat down shortly after. I grabbed my phone.

-Text messages-

Me: Kyle and Stan's place is really nice. They have a shit ton if open apartments, maybe we could move to one 😊
'Seen at 2:30pm'

Time: 2:45

Me: Craig?
'Seen at 2:46pm'

Time: 3:05

Me: Craig why are you leaving me on read? Please answer. I'm starting to get worried...
'Read at 3:08pm'

Time: 3:45

Me: did I do something wrong? Please talk to me...
'Read at 3:49pm'

Babe 🙄 is typing...

Babe 🙄: meet me at Stark's pond, 15 minutes.
'Read at 3:51pm'

Me: Craig what is going on?
'Read at 3:53pm'

Babe 🙄: just do what I say.
'Read at 4:00pm'

-End Text messages-

What the actual fuck? I guess I should listen? It was Craig after all so... "I-I am g-gonna g-go for a w-walk. O-ok?" They nodded "don't get lost...this place is kind of out if the way" I nodded and took off out the door. I walked quickly. It was only about 10 minutes from Stark's pond, so I took my time. When I arrived, I saw Craig sitting on a bench with fear in his eyes. I walked over "c-Craig? What t-the f-fuck is going o-on?" He looked at me very seriously "Tweek listen to me. I love you and whatever happens just know, it's not me." What the hell is he talking about? I'm so confused.. "W-what? C-Craig what is going on!" "Just...promise me you trust me..." do I? I don't know if I do..this is too weird. "I-I...I guess...I-I promise I t-trust you.." he nodded. "We are going to walk to that tree over their together. I'm going to hold your hand. Okay?" I nodded. That didn't sound awful...I mean I get to hold hands with him. He stood up and grabbed my hand. He took a deep breath in and we walked to the tree. Craig took a deep breath and kissed me. Next thing I knew Thomas Tucker came flying out from around the tree with a gun and shot at me. I flinched and screamed but...I felt no pain. I looked up and Craig was standing in front of me. He fell down. A bullet wound prevalent on his stomach. It was bleeding badly. I started crying "O-OH MY G-GOD CRAIG!". I screamed. I looked up and Mr. Tucker was no were to be seen. I lightly touched Craig's face "C-Craig....p-please stay with m-me..I-I n-need you" he grabbed my arm as he cliched his wound. I pulled out my phone and called 911. "911 what is your emergency?" "M-my boyfriend h-has been s-shot b-by his f-father. P-please he is bleeding out w-we need someone right n-now!" "Okay sir, please tell me were you are" "Stark's p-pond! Please c-come quick!" I hung up quickly. And I as I heard the sirens I layer next to Craig and sobbed. "W-why d-did y-you save m-me?" I put pressure on his wound. "I-I love you Craig. Please don't g-go.." he coughed as the ambulance pulled up and loaded him in the back. I sat with him and cried as they tried to question me. "I-it was T-Thomas t-Tucker. H-he shot his son.."

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:) enjoy this long chapter. Also, I'm sorry the description of the couch was awful. It's kinda hard to describe. Also, no Craig isn't gonna die. I just wanted to spice it up a bit ;). Noelle out! 💞