Through A Window | Tweek x Craig

:17: We Need A Break

Trigger Warnings: Your heart may break

Words: 1414

Craig

November 30th, 1:34pm. Sunday.

Another week had passed, meaning another week of no separation between me and Tweek. We had always been together, mainly due to how we lived together now. And I'll be honest, it was great the first week or so but things started to get kind of annoying. After all, I don't think I've been alone for more than an hour since I lived alone. It just began getting really irritating to not have any space. And I don't think Tweek realized this. I mean,  I do really care about him, he's my best friend! But I really hate not having my space.

Another thing that bothered me was how weird I would feel around Tweek at times. Whenever we had done something fun together, I felt myself tense up and my heart beat faster. Not to mention how warm I felt inside. It really bothered me how I didn't know what this was. I seriously  had never felt this way before! And I'll tell you what, it's pretty damn annoying. I wanted it gone.

"Hey, Craig!" Tweek said cheerfully as he walked over to me with two cups of coffee. He offered me one, and I took it.

"Hey." I said, non-enthusiastically. I leant back on the couch, not  even looking at him.

Tweek raised a brow and sat down next to me. "Uh, you okay?"

I sighed in response, again not looking at him.  "I'm fine."

"Uh, okay." He said.

There was a silence. I liked the silence, but I don't think Tweek did. He never liked complete silence, it freaked him out. Ugh, this really proves how much we've been around each other.

"Want to, uh, go somewhere today? Just to get outside?" He asked, obviously trying to bring up some kind of conversation.

"No, I'm good." I answered, taking a sip of my coffee.

Tweek twitched. "Oh...okay." He paused for few seconds, "Nngh...should I turn the tv on?"

"Sure." I guess turning on the tv would provide me something else to focus on besides Tweek. It sucked always having my focus on him.

Tweek shakily picked up the remote and turned on the tv, going to Netflix.

"Here, I'll pick the show." I said as I reached for the remote. He handed it to me, causing our hands to brush over each other briefly. There's that feeling again! What was that!?

As I scrolled through all the shows, Tweek shuffled uncomfortably in his seat. He obviously had been anxious as well.

"Craig?" Tweek asked in a quiet voice.

I resisted a sigh. "What?" I asked coldly. He furrowed his brows.

"What's been with you lately?" He asked, "You have been acting weird the past few days. Please tell me what's wrong."

I groaned placed my coffee down, then looked over at him.

"It's none of your business, Tweek." I said this quite rationally, throwing Tweek off.

He seemed slightly hurt by this. "What's your problem? I'm just trying to help."

I looked back at the tv. "Well, you're not, alright? You're just making things worse, actually."

He stood up from the couch and stared me down. "You're such an asshole! What did I ever do to you?"

I don't know, cling onto me 24/7 for two weeks straight, not giving me any kind of space. What do you think?

I sighed, still not taking my eyes off the screen. "Just forget about it, okay Tweek? Leave me alone."

He seemed to be fed up by this. He walked up to the tv and turned it off, looking back over at me. "No, I think we should talk."

I groaned and leant back on the couch, awaiting what he had to say.

"For the past few days, Craig, you've been ignoring me. You've been acting like I completely don't exist. Whenever we talk now, you just groan and try pushing me away. Tell me what's wrong, Craig!" It was weird seeing Tweek calm and not anxious. I was never use to him saying a sentence without him shrieking spazzing.

"You really want to know, Tweek? Fine." I stood up and faced him. "Do you know how annoying it is to be completely attached to someone for weeks straight without having any kind of personal space? Well, it sucks! It sucks having someone always breathing down my neck 24/7. It sucks being followed around for days on end! It sucks not having any kind of alone time for more than an hour! It sucks! There, I said it. You're really fucking annoying to be around, alright?"

Tweek stood there, silent, not knowing what to say as he began to twitch. His eyes looked as if he was completely hurt by what I had said. After a few seconds, he had said something.

"Last month...w-when you came out to me about being gay, I thought 'hey, Craig isn't a bad person. He's just troubled like everyone else'. I believed you were a good person...I- nngh - thought th-that when you came to me after your parents kicked you out...that you really cared for me. That you depended on me when you were at your lowest. It felt great to have someone care about me that much. No one had ever given me this kind of dependence and love. No one had ever cared about me as much as you did." This was when tears started to stream down his face. "But now I realize that was all bullshit. You are an asshole, Craig! You are a terrible person, I was right all along! You don't care about me! You only care about yourself! I th-thought you cared about me, Craig. I thought you were my best friend! That's why I was around you all the time. Because you're my best friend! I want to be around you! You don't want to be around me?" His voice was shaking and broken.

"Ugh! I do, but not all the fucking time! It gets really annoying after a while, Tweek! You can't just crowd someone all day long and think it's okay! I need my space!" I yelled. This caused him to look more and more unstable.

"Craig, I'm sorry but if you thought I was being annoying, you could have just asked me to leave you alone! Not confront me about how much I suck, completely ignoring my feelings!"

I was getting tired of this, "All I'm asking is that you give me my goddamn space, alright? Can you do that?" I said this quite harshly, which didn't really help anything.

Tweek continued to cry, tears like a river flowing down his cheeks. "What happened? You use to care about me! I just want to know what changed! What did I do to cause you to become such a complete asshole!? I hate it! I hate it!"

There was no talking to him, I couldn't believe it! "How can someone be so stupid!? I'm just asking that you give me space, I don't need some sappy speech about your own feelings! This is about me! Why can't you understand that!?"

He was sobbing now. He tried desperately to wipe his tears away to not appear like he was weak but it wasn't working. "You've changed, Craig." He said with his voice cracking, "I hate you!"

I didn't know why, but those words really hit me. Why did they effect me so much? I mean, I clearly hated him as well! "You know what? I can't do this." I glared furiously as if I felt nothing but hate towards him. "Just get the fuck out of my life! I can't take it!"

He stared at me with pure hatred with his eyes red from crying. I had never seen him so hurt before. "FINE! YOU WANT YOUR SPACE, YOU CAN HAVE YOUR SPACE!"

He turned around and ran towards the door. He flung it open, and ran outside. I walked up to the door and watched him run away. I could hear his distant sobbing as he ran off someplace.

I groaned loudly and slammed the door shut. Then I leaned against it and ran my fingers through my hair. "God, what a mess!"

I was relieved to be alone at last.

I HATE THIS WHY AM I LIKE THIS AHHHHH

Sorry but there had to be conflict at some point 😂😂 #sorrynotsorry