Bromantic (Craig Tucker x Reader)

In Craig's Head

Craig's POV

    For a few weeks now I have been watching Y/n and Tweek's relationship grow. They have been getting closer and closer together and it driving me insane. I don't know what I was thinking pushing her away. I see them all the time, as if they are haunting my every move. They eat lunch together, sit next to one another in every flipping class. They even been hanging out after school, and I know this because I see Tweek waiting for her outside of the coffee shop where she works. He has walked her home on more than one occasion and I can't help but feel this pain in my chest everytime I see her smile.... Knowing i'm not the one to cause it... And that I am the reason for her crying that day..

I'm filled with anger... I'm mad at myself.. But even though I am so angry, all I feel like doing is crying... I don't know what to do with myself... This is what I wanted... I stripped Tweeks advantages at ever getting a chance with her... I was a terrible friend, and knowing what I did made me feel as though Y/n didn't deserve a douchebag guy like me, But I can't stand the pain it is causing me to stay away from her. I can not seem to get the image of her smiling up at Tweek out of my mind, it is literally driving me insane.

School was a complete shit day. Cartman kept bring up Tweek and Y/n up to me, thinking I was getting upset about Tweek... What no one realizes is that it Y/n I'm upset over. I flicked Cartman off not realizing PC principal was watching the whole thing. I had to stay an hour after school and hear this long lecture about fat shaming. This school is such a fucking shit hole. As I'm walking home I can feel how exhausted my body is.

I keep imagining myself laying down in my bed and just holding stripe. Maybe his cute face will make me feel better, and i wont think about how Y/n hands had held him. God what the fuck is wrong with me. When I finally get home I go straight to my room to get Stripe. As I get ready to open his little door I notice a piece of notebook paper laying on top of his cage. On it was sloppy handwriting that read 'She isn't happy'.

Immediately I know it was talking about Y/n. I crumpled the paper up into a ball and wiped it at my wall. She sure fucking looks happy. I got out Stripe and layed on my bed with him. He cuddled into my neck, I could feel my self calming down, letting his tiny breaths bring me happiness. He's so fucking cute. I love guinea pigs so much. As I was petting him I thought about the note... I wonder if she wrote it... or maybe Tweek? I don't know maybe I should just talk to her an apologize, maybe if I explain everything she will understand. Oh my god I was such a fucking dick to her. She's gonna Hate me.