Alone

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It's been about a month since I have spoken to Craig. School has started back up and I have made it my goal to be alone and to just focus on myself. I have been choosing to eat at lunch alone. I sit alone in all of my classes. At first Red and Nicole, who were the only people I really talked to, began asking me what was wrong. I kept pushing them away day after day, eventually they started to leave me be. Tweet and Craig broke up and the whole town was crying about it. People are just now starting to finally get over this "devastating story". Me on the other hand, I just want to be done with everything, I just feel like nobody can comfort me but myself, and to be honest I'm starting to feel better being alone. I've gotten a small part time job at a new coffee shop in town.

It's the Rivals to Tweek Bros coffee. I've gone to the mall by myself and bought things for myself and I actually enjoyed it. I've started running, I wake up at 5:00 am everyday and take a run before school. I don't take the bus anymore, instead I jog to school, take a shower in the locker room and get ready there. I guess I don't really know what I'm doing with myself. I guess I just feel lost in my own mind if that makes any sense at all. Im at work, the uniform is a white t-shirt, tan pants and a black apron. It's a Friday, and I'm working after just getting out of class. There is a line of people waiting, so I take my co-workers place at the register and start taking down orders.

I had a six hour shift at work, it went by fast,mainly because I get lost in my own mind and don't really pay attention to what I'm doing. Looking through the windows I could see the sun starting to set. On the cafe's walls there was a gigantic ugly clock that read 8:55 pm, only five minutes of my shift remained seeing how we closed at 9:00 pm every night. The building was small, so every night at this time I sweep up really quickly. Just as I began sweeping I heard the gold bell that hung over the door chime.

    "Hello, may I help you with something?" I turn to the door to face the customer, before I even see his face, his green shirt lets me know who it is. Tweek.

    "H-hey (Y/n)" As he spoke I didn't look up at his face, I stared at his shirt for a moment staring at the mismatched buttons that were exposing the skin on his stomach. The sound of his voiced made my heart race, at first I didn't understand why, but it quickly struck me. I was nervous. I was nervous because I imagined talking to him several times about what happened between him and Craig that day, but I never had the guts. Im realizing now is my chance, but I'm not really sure if I even want to know. I've already embarrassed myself so much, I don't feel like hurting myself anymore. Whatever, I'm just going to keep building a wall around myself, I don't need to deal with this shit.

    "Yeah?" My tone came off a bit snarky. I continued sweeping without making eye contact. Maybe if I don't look at him he will just leave.

    "I-I umm.. I w-was just, well, I j-just wanted to check up on you." As Tweek spoke I could him staring at my back.

    "Check up on me? Why would you need to do that?" I kept my back to him, almost done sweeping the floor.

    "It's just that y-you have been acting strah-strange lately. I'm worried." His words took me by surprise. I finished sweeping. I walked behind the counter putting the broom away and taking off my apron. Tweek was still standing at the door. I walked over to him and look into his deep green eyes.

    "Im fine". That was all I said, no smile, then I walked out the door hearing the bell ringing as I left, then ringing again just after. I felt Tweeks cold hand grab me by the elbow.

    "What the fuck dont touch me!" I yelled as he spun me around. He pulled his hands away and held them up as if I was holding him at gunpoint. I turned and and started walking towards my house.

    "(y/n) I know s-some-something is wrong please let me help." Tweek jumped in front of me keeping his hands as far away from me as he could as he tried stopping me. It was completely dark out now, and the street lamps were turning on leaving a strange glow down the towns sidewalks and rode.

    "Tweek I am fine! Do I have to spell it out for you! I am doing better than ever!" I tried talking in a calm voice. This time I didn't try walking away. I just stood there in front of him, helpless.

    "Y-you lost apart of your s-self. It's because of m-me isn't it. I-I messed up things between y-you and Cra-Craig. I just want you t-to know I tried to f-fix it. But he wouldn't listen to me." As he explained himself he took a few steps closer to me.

    "It's fine Tweek. Thanks for trying, but really I am okay. I'm just growing up. It's a part of life." I paused for a moment. We just stared at each other and I could see his expression was asking for more.

    "Okay so i'm not happy, but i'm sure I will be given time. Yeah, I mean I'm a bit lonely, but it's helped me find myself....." I didn't know what to say after that. I'm not sure why, but I began choking up, I could feel the tears starting to well up, my throat started to tighten. I tried swallowing it down, I really didn't want to start crying in front of Tweek, but it seemed my stupid face had other plans. I saw Tweeks face overcome with sorrow as he came over to me. Slowly he put one arm around me as if testing to see if it was okay to do so. It was. The minute I felt his arm around my back the tears came flooding out of my face. I wrapped both of my arms around Tweeks waist. He was quite taller than me so I smashed my face into his chest. I couldn't stop crying, it was really pathetic. He wrapped both of his arms around me pulling me close to him.

    "It's okay (y/n)" He took one hand and softly pulled my (h/c) hair off my face and petting it down my back.

    "Let's, get you home." Tweek walked me home, My parents still where not back from their vacation and I don't think my brother was home, either that or he was asleep in his room. My crying lighten a little by the time we reached my house, I could feel my eyes starting to swell from the tears.

    "You can come in if you like..." I didn't look at him when I said this, I just walked into my house leaving the door open behind me. I went to my room and quickly changed in to plaid pink pj pants and a white t-shirt. Tweek slowly walked into my room after I was dressed. I sat down at my mirror taking out a makeup towelette and began wiping off the streaks of mascara off my face.

    "I l-locked your front d-door behind me" He said as he entered my room. I stood up walking over to him, I passed him and closed my door, knowing that if James walked by I would never here the end of 'you had a guy in your room'.

    "U-um I should p-probably get going home. I-its nine o'clock." As he said this I could feel the tears starting form in my eyes again. I grabbed his hand pulling him over to my bed.

    "Just stay.... I know its weird, I just don't want to be alone with myself." Tears came down my cheeks as I was talking, he took his thumbs placing them on my face wiping them away.

    "I'll stay as long as you need me to (y/n)" He then laid down on my bed as I cuddled into him. His arms around me, my hands on his chest. I cried as he rubbed my back slowly. We stayed like that until I feel asleep. He didn't leave my side the entire night.

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