Regret...?

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A/n: YES A DOUBLE UPLOAD 😎 and I just felt like adding that video lol.

"Oh, hey there." Kenny breaks the silence that I was laying in. "Isn't this something."

We kinda just layed there, not really sure what to do. I wasn't really comfortable, but it wasn't a bad spot I guess. Very awkward how we were you know, spooning.

"Do I want to know what happened last night?"

"Lucky for you, Clyde likes to hide cameras everywhere to make sure no one steals anything. Here, I think there's one..." Getting up, the warmth that was once against me was gone and I didn't realize how cold I was.

Kenny reached for a shelf that was covered with books. In-between a book, a camera was spotted. He pulled it out, and began to rewind it.

"Here. It would probably be better if we watch it together." Kenny sat by me.

The video began with us walking into the room, both of us very tipsy. We stumbled, and it seemed like we couldn't even speak English at that time.

What grabbed both of our attentions, was that out of no where, we we're on each other like white on rice. Full on making out. Nothing too bad, but there were a LOT of kissing and motions.

My face grew red as I realized what was happening. I looked at Kenny's exposed neck, wait, he didn't have his hoodie on, instead a white tee. His neck had hickeys, all over. I then looked at myself, and didn't see much. Wait, what the actual fuck, are those teeth marks?

The video slowed down, and we both stopped.

"This doesn't feel right." We hear Kenny say, and we turn the volume up. "I'm not sure if we should do this now."

"I agree... This isn't goooood. Let's just- sleep? Sleep? Is that good?" I supposedly asked.

That's when we both went into the bed, and it was shown that Kenny had his arm around my waist for most of the night, which eventually just turned into spooning.

"Huh." Confused, I stand up. Bam, a sharp pain in my head. Goddamnit a headache.

"That's something. It's as if it's a sign." Kenny wiggles his eyebrows at me and I just look away.

Do I even have feelings for this guy? We're only even talking in the first place because he caused a rumor! That damn rumor...

"Knock knock~." A voice was heard outside the door, and we instantly panicked.

"Come in!" I yell, not thinking.

"Gladly!" Clyde bursts through the door, and smirks. "Wow, ladies, did you guys party in here too?" Looking at each other Kenny and I almost opened our mouths to say something when we were interrupted. "I was just checking. You guys are too serious. Although, this room is quite a mess. Not as big as a mess as the room that Tweek and Craig used! Oh my god, it looked like a tornado went through there." Clyde laughed to himself. "Want to see that mess?"

Not wanting to make anything too awkward, I go with Clyde.

"You coming, Kenny?" I ask, and he comes up to us, now with his hoodie on.

"Yeah, might as well."

Arriving to the room, the first thing we see is the floor. It was covered in layers of clothing. What did they do, go through all the clothes in the room?

That's when we saw the bed. Oh, yes.

Taking out my phone, I take a picture of the lovely couple. Both of them seemed to be shirtless, let's hope they have everything else on. Tweek had his head on Craig's stomach, while Craig seemed to have passed out while messing with Tweeks hair. It was actually kinda cute. But hey, this could be revenge material.

"What the fuck?" Craig whispered, uh oh. I had flash on. Oops. "Tweek. Babe, get up. Are you recording us?" Craig throws a pillow at me as I drop my phone.

"Oh shit!" It was too late, the phone had touched the floor and we were all in silence. Picking it up, I sighed in relief. All the evidence is good still.

"W-what is going?" Tweek yells, wrapping a blanket around his chest. "Why are y-you guys in here!"

Craig began messing with his hair, while trying to calm him down. It seemed to work, because no more questions were asked.

"So, what did you guys do?" Clyde walks over to the duo, and leans against the wall. "You better not have-"

"Of course we didn't, dumbass. We just felt tired and didn't want to have to drive back to each others house. So, we kinda have a sleepover at your house without your knowing."

We all looked at each other, and nodded. That sounds reasonable.

A few hours went back, and we all just chilled and ate breakfast.

"Oh no. Holy shit. I'm so dumb." We all hear Clyde whisper to himself. "Guys, don't be mad."

"Why would we be mad at you?" I ask, and lean on the table.

"Uh... It's Friday. We uh... We have school. And it's around nine something. We are missing class."

It took us all a second to register everything. No wonder not many people showed up! It was a school night!

"God fucking damnit Clyde." Craig says, putting his face in his hands. "This is not cool, man. I'm going to get grounded. They're going to make me stay in my room! That means I can't play games or even see Tweek." Craig glared at Clyde as he tried to calm him down.

"Hey man... I can get some help to get us some tardys." I calmly state, getting the attention of everyone.

"Who?" Kenny leaned in closer. "You better not be fucking with us."

My face feels like it's on fire. Kenny smirks, and kissed my cheek. Damn.

"I-I have... I have Wendy." I say, pulling out my phone again, pulling up her number. Wait, when did I get her number?

"That's amazing! Thank you." Clyde hugs me, and I hug back. I see from the corner of my eyes that Kenny looked upset, this might sound bitchy, but this is great. Just the fact that Kenny is upset.

To make it worse, I whisper to Clyde, "You're welcome, hot stuff. Maybe later I could show you how much of a great kisser I am. The game last night was just a sneak peak."

Clydes face is the color of a cherry, and Kenny was the only other person to hear what I said, I made sure to say that when Tweek and Craig were talking to each other.

I winked at Clyde, and then turned to the rest of the boys and said, "Are we all ready to go? Wendy said she's at the front gate waiting for us. She also says don't ask how she can do this."

Laughing at that last statement, we all get up and pack into Clydes Jeep.

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