South Park Imagines

pissed off.craig tucker

sequel to piss off 

It's been 2 months since I last spoke to Craig. After I decided to break things off with him, I never bothered to look for him or any of his friends. Bebe is the only person I know in my friend group who has spoken to Craig or to Clyde. Bebe isn't doing this to piss me off, but to hang out with Clyde. A few weeks ago Bebe overheard Craig and Clyde's conversation. Apparently Craig has been hooking up with others girls.

"I told you, Bebe. He can do whatever he wants" After all I was the one who broke up with him. He used me to piss off his parents. He knew that going out with a scholar like me would make his parents mad, his parents knew that if dated someone who was aiming to be an academic awardee Craig could get them involved with some bad shit causing them to lose their spot as an academic awardee. I bit my bottom lip as I remembered the feeling I had when I found he was just using me.

"He's been trying to replace you." Wendy suddenly spoke up which was weird. Usually when someone speaks about Craig in front of me Wendy would always have my back by getting them to not talk about him. "I'm sorry for not telling you this, (Y/N). Clyde asked me a few weeks ago if I knew anyone similar to you."

"Such a dic–"

"I know, (Y/N). It really is a dick move. Craig asking Clyde to do something like that is weird and terrible, but Craig isn't the type of person to make Clyde do all his dirty work. I asked Stan and Kyle to come with me to investigate and–"

"Wendy, it's fine he can date whoever he wants."

"We found Craig digging through the dumpster behind one of the restaurants nearby."

I don't know what Wendy expects me to say. I don't care nor want to know what he was doing. I tried to erase everything that reminded me of Craig. The gifts he gave me, the messages he sent me and the blanket– Thinking about that blanket filled my mind with the intimate things I did with Craig that I felt disgusted. I gave in. I let myself be fooled.

"(Y/N), I'm sorry I brought him up." Wendy who was suddenly in front of me said as she pulled me in for a hug. Why did she apologize? She didn't do anything wrong, she just wanted me to let me know. "It's okay, (Y/N). Let the tears out." I heard Bebe said as she placed her hand on my back. I didn't realized that my eyes started to water. I'm angry that Craig fooled me, but I never understood why I cried about it. "I don't know why I'm crying." I said as I looked up to Wendy. I could feel the tears roll down my cheek as I raised my head. I met Wendy's eyes and they reflected the state I was in. I'm a mess and I keep on blaming it on Craig when it's my fault. I should have been more cautious.

I spent a few more minutes in Wendy's arms then moved back. "Thank you. Wendy and Bebe" I said as I wiped away my tears. This wasn't the first time I've ended a relationship, but this was certainly the first one I've fallen hard for someone. "We'll be here for you, (Y/N)." Wendy said.

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A few days have passed and I was walking the hallway alone. Bebe had to do something for class and Wendy was at a meeting. Right now I was heading to the cafeteria alone until I heard Stan's voice from a far. "(Y/N)" I turned my back in order to face him. "What is it?" I asked. "Please talk to Craig." He plead. If it was coming from someone else I would have denied, but seeing it was coming from Stan, someone who hated Craig I started to have second thoughts. "No." Even if a part of me wanted to see Craig. I would have just gotten mad at him. "(Y/N), please. He's in pretty bad shape."

I was curious on what he meant, but at the same time. I'm scared of seeing Craig. "(Y/N). Even I'm starting worry about the guy." I took a deep breath and thought about it. "Fine." I felt a bitter taste enter my mouth as I said that. "Follow me." Stan said as he slowly made his way to the janitor's closet. "He went to class today, but we noticed that something felt off about him." Stan said as he grabbed the door knob. "We think he came to school either high or drunk. Maybe even both." Stan then opened the door revealing a familiar chullo hat lying on the floor next to a body on top of woman. I was too distracted by who was on top of the woman to even recognize who she is. I looked over to Stan with my brows furrowed and said "Is this some sick joke?" as I shoved Stan and started walking away.