Lifeline (Tweek & Craig)

Chapter Twelve

(I will definitely edit this chapter. Right now, my eyes are done.)

Craig

Craig rested his hand on his chin, he could still feel where Tweek's hand touched like his fingers were still there. Silky and warm unlike anything he has felt before.
Craig was worried, he no longer understood himself. Everything he thought he knew, left him, the very moment his heart unraveled when Tweek disappeared to his bedroom.
He turned to Red who watched him quietly from the kitchen, as if she was trying to read him. He ignored her stares and went to sit in front of the tv, clicking through channels in hopes of finding something that will catch his attention.
When Red joined him, still quiet, despite her being so close he felt alone. Like things we're out of place again. When he couldn't find anything to watch, he handed the remote to Red who decided on Family Guy. (Hahaha!) Craig closed his eyes and thought back to when he first met Tweek. He doesn't know why their first encounters were the memories he thought to think about but they were and they weighed heavily in his chest.
They met for the first time in kindergarten. Craig couldn't tell if Tweek was a boy or girl, but he knew Tweek was pretty all the same. Tweek's expression now was true to his nature, because Craig always thought he looked sad back then. Tweek was the kid who played alone in the corner with styrofoam blocks. No matter how many times Eric and Kenny would knock his building down, he would look up at them and give such sad smile and then start rebuilding again.
Craig never spoke to him in kindergarten, he had met Clyde and that was all the friend he needed. But looking back he doesn't think Tweek made any friend till late in elementary school. Then it hit him, before the 3 grade Tweek was mostly alone, but you would always find Bradley somewhere close by to him even though they never spoke to each other.
'Coincidence?' Craig thought. In high school there was a rumor that Tweek was secretly in love with Bradley. Craig never thought much about it and Bradley always dismissed the topic before it even escalated. However, today, Craig sense the two had secrets that only they knew about.
And Tweek was easy to read, his face for a second revealed a mirror into his soul and it was clear that he was heartbroken. Something went on between them, and Tweek was the only one suffering.
Now the real problem began, Craig was unsure how he felt about it. He was afraid to admit that what he was feeling was possibly jealousy. If he accepted that knowledge, then he'd have to also remember how he pretty much set Tweek's world a blaze years ago for similar reasons.
Still, Craig was curious to know if Tweek was actually attracted to guys. And if his own heart was a hypocrite to think that there was something between them that was more than just causal interaction. And would he be ok with that? Thinking back again, Craig had the biggest crush on Tweek in kindergarten before learning he was a boy. That silly crush might have never went away.
When Red giggled, resting her head on his shoulders, Craig felt so down and could not remember the last time he felt like this. Something was definitely wrong, everything was out of place and the wrong person was resting next to him.

Tweek

Tweek, for the first time locked his room door immediately after entering. He was anxious which made taking step towards his bed impossible. He sat on the floor by the door with his back pressed against the wall and he listened for any argument that may spring up between the two. To Tweek's surprise it was quiet, only the tv made sounds.
He looked at his hand and realized that he crossed the line by touching Craig. Hell, he didn't know what came over him but knew it was the butterflies to blame. Still, Tweek knew Craig and the invisible line he drew between them. Craig wasn't gay, Tweek learned that years ago, why else would he react so terrible to him back then? Tweek was very worried that his moment of bad judgement may have caused Craig discomfort.
Frustrated with himself, Tweek wondered how long he had with Craig, rather than how long will he have a place to stay.
For a long time Tweek allowed himself to still develop feelings for Craig, despite knowing those feeling will never be returned. Tweek was prepared to live with his feeling for as long as he could. However, Tweek never anticipated ever living with him, which made hiding his desires difficult.
Everyone deserves to be cared for deeply and to be touch, even if it's the slightly gesture. Touching reminds Tweek that he is alive because of the warmth he feels. He knows first hand that when someone is dead their cold.
Tweek looked at his fingers and remember the feeling he had the first time he held someone's hand. The fire, something so simple, lit inside of him.
"Why did everything have to turn out this way? Why couldn't good feelings stay," Tweek whispered, inhaling deeply.
When he started high school, his mom was so worried, worried that the kids would continue to be mean to him. To Tweek's surprised no one spoke to him. Of course he had a few encounters with Eric Cartman, but nothing too tragic. He was finally invisible to Craig's and his followers and invisible to every other student that didn't know him.
After awhile, his heart started to feel invisible as well and it was the worst kind of silent pain. Waking up to go to school and only having the sound of natures speak to him until he got home was making him feel crazy.
It was tough to look around at his peers and see that everyone was surrounded by their forever friends. Then one summer day, Bradley came into his coffee shop and sat in the corner for hours. Tweek was certain at the time he was waiting to kill him—there was simply no other reason for him to be there. No one he knew from school has ever stepped foot into their shop, anxious Tweek kept his distance.
When Bradley finally stood up to leave, he approach Tweek and handed him a note and left without saying a word. It took Tweek 3 days to read it. He was afraid that it was a note that would tell him when and how he was going to die.
After gaining the courage to open it, the words Bradley had wrote, Tweek would never forget. He wrote in the most beautiful handwriting, "Tweek, I think, I've loved you since first grade." And for the first time in a long time Tweek felt visible again.