I Don't Love You: Clyde Donovan x Reader

Chapter Eleven

I woke up the next morning with my phone blown up with texts from Clyde.  They were all apologies about yelling at me, but I didn't know how to feel about it.  I didn't know how to feel about any of it.  Like, he had been such a sweetheart, and then that came out.  It scared me honestly.  Did Bebe go through the same thing?  If so,why not say anything?  Why wouldn't you give a warning?

I walked into the school that next day and saw Clyde, Token, and Tweek, standing by their lockers.  Their eyes locked on me as soon as I walked in.  I could tell by Token's face that there was something up.  

"Everything alright?" I asked.

"Have you replied back to Clyde?" Token instantly asked.

Craig rolled his eyes, "Clyde is fine.  He's overreacting."

"I haven't said anything yet- no?" I questioned.  "Where is he?"

"H-home," Tweek chimed in.

"Why at home?" I asked.

"Because, he's upset with himself and is being an overactive pussy," Craig grumbled.

 "Craig, could you care just a little more?" Token rolled his eyes/

Craig flipped him off in a response.

"Would you please just text him back?" Token pleaded.  "We get worried when he does this."

"Do you think he's okay?" I asked.

They all just kind of shrugged.

I groaned, "I'll just go see him."

"Thank you," Token smiled.  "You know if he talked to any of us when he's like this, we wouldn't have bothered you with it."

"Yeah," I waved them off and got back to my car. 

When I got to his house, the only car there was Clyde's.

His dad must be at work.

I let myself in and made my way to his bedroom, where the lights were all off, and he was laying on his bed.

"Clyde?" I questioned.

He shot up tears still in his eyes, "(Y/N)?"

I felt a pained smile form on my face as I saw him sit there and cry.

I can't be mad at you.  Not right now.  You need me.

"Hey babe," I whispered, making my way to his bed.  "It's all okay.  I'm not mad anymore."

He sobbed more, "I didn't mean to yell at you.  I'm so sorry.  For now on, neither of us go to bed upset with each other.  I'm so sorry."

I nodded and held him in my arms, "I like the sound of that.  It's all alright.  We'll work through this.  You aren't going to lose me."

If only we could've held to that promise....