Just an Angel (TweekxCraig)

The fight

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"Do you trust me?", Tweek asked softly. I didn't know, I never thought I'd need to know. Never in a million years did I think I'd be fighting monsters with Tweek Tweak, Tweek being a demon, and bleeding out blue.

I looked into Tweek eyes, seeing something I had never noticed before. They kept changing from light blue to red, it was very subtle, but noticeable. Odd, but strangely alluring.

"Yes"

He smiled sweetly, "Close your eyes". I did as he said, the whole time not even thinking that Tweek might have ill intentions.

Then I felt Twerk kiss my forehead; And to be blunt, I didn't no what the fuck to do, so I pretended I didn't notice, pretty smooth, right? I am the most cringey person in this country.

At first all I felt was myself heating up out of embarrassment , then a sensation of bliss came over me, a feeling of intense happiness, like I'd never felt before. Then my face stopped stinging and my head stopped swimming. All in the timespan of a minute.

"Okay", Tweek said, his voice ridden with exhaustion, opposite of how he was talking a minute ago. "You can open your eyes now"

And that's exactly what I did. Tweek was sitting in front of me, still smiling, but now his smile seemed pained.  And then I noticed that where my face had once been stinging, Tweek had the same cuts. Then out of instinct I reached up the feel for my cuts; they weren't there. Then the realization hit, Tweek had taken my pain, I don't know how, I don't know why. But he did.

"Craig", he said in a shaky voice, "I know you are confused, and scared but I need you to do exactly as I say; everything will be explained in time".

I didn't want to wait, I had a million different questions I needed to ask. But the edge evident in Tweek's voice told me that if I didn't follow his instructions carefully there would be a world of consequences.

"I need you to trust me, completely, can you do that?", he said softly, "You need to go into the school, and grab coffee from the chancellor's room, grab a packet of instant coffee and if anybody sees you, you need to say my name"

Now? Why? I thought to myself silently, not daring to question him, aloud.

And just like he had read my mind Tweek replied, "I know it sounds insane, but you have to trust me."

So I did. I walked back to the door as Tweek lay his head down on the ground, I felt awful. I had let him take my pain, he deserved better.

I walked into the building, the doors making the same nasty creaking noise. The head chancellor, (priest, pastor whatever you want to call him, I didn't know the differences between them, nor did I care, as long as you bowed down and called him sir when he walked past you'd be fine) was an imposing man, but not a very smart one. His office was always unlocked, and I mean always, I don't think there's a boy in  this school who hasn't taken one thing or another from his office. Whether it was a pen, or cigarettes, which around here, was probably punishable by death.

I walked past his oak desk and luxury chair, (funny thing that this school tries to teach humbleness) and to the big metal filing cabinet in the back. I knew from experience that the first two drawers were in fact filled with files, which makes sense. But the bottom drawer had all sorts of prohibited nick-nacks, smokes, alcohol, needles and instant coffee.

Sometimes I swear this school must be operating illegally.

I grabbed the coffee and shoved it up my sleeve, simple as that, no harm done.