Why?

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Tweek's Pov:

I wrap my arms around his neck and embrace him. He smells like cinnamon, his hair is like clouds, his ocean blue eyes drive me insane. He's perfect. And I'm not, I'm just a burden.
I push Craig away. "I'm sorry. You didn't have to take care of me."
"But I wanted to. You don't have to apologize. Now for the realy question, why did you do that to yourself?" Craig sounded worried. I opened my mouth to say something but nothing came out. I had to come up with something. "I.. um....I'm lonely..?"
'WHAT THE FUCK TWEEK?! WHAT KIND OF EXUSE IS THAT?! I MEAN I GET IT THAT YOU CAN TELL HIM BUT SERIOUSLY?!'
"What?"
ABORT .
ABORT.
ABORT.
"Yeah... pretty lame right..?" I ask him hoping he won't ask anymore.
"Okay..."
THANK GOD. "I'm really sorry about this.. I should go."

Craig's Pov:

He's lying. I know it. But i don't want to pry anymore.
"Wait your leaving already?"
"Yeah I wouldn't wanna bother you anymore. Thanks, bye Craig."
I waved bye and saw him leave. I saw him leave without saying a single thing to him. 'Idiot!' I flop onto my bed and fall asleep. Tomorrow's a new day.

Tweek's Pov:

I manage to get out of Craig's house. I really didn't want to go but I didn't have a choice. While I'm walking home I see him. I see Stan standing there waiting for me. Oh no. Not again. Before I can take another step I see Stan running up to me and I feel his fist connect to my stomach and I fall on the ground. Not again.

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