Just an Angel (TweekxCraig)

Chapter 4

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE POINT OUT SPELLING MISTAKES, I'll love you if you do.💚💙

We ran. I wasn't sure why we were running, but I knew we had to.

The whole day had just been one unfortunate situation after the next. At this point I was expecting the worst, and the worst I got. I we were running I could see the walls around us starting to melt, no not melt, fade. The dreary cement walls were fading, and in there place were walls of flesh, tattered bloody flesh. And the smell, the smell was too much to bare. Like rotting meat. Then the sounds, those god awful sounds, screams of pure terror filled the air, chilling me to the bone. I could feel the floor, squishing under my feet. But still we kept running, the only thing keeping me going was Tweek's hand in my own.

I don't know why it took so much longer to get out than it did to get in, but after 5 excruciating minute I could see the door. The same gray sky, and reassuring green grass.

We took the final step, I could feel my feet sinking into the fleshy floor, and the sound it made just before we were on solid ground again.

I looked back at the school, where it once proudly stood, was a hunk of throbbing meat.

I threw up. Thankfully Tweek didn't seem to notice, he was staring at the throbbing mass, deep in thought.

"We burn it", he said as if finally making a decision. He was answered by tortured screams.

"What about everyone inside?", I asked, honestly at this point I didn't even know if the boys inside had been real.

"At this point anyone still in there will probably have better luck if the whole place is ablaze", he said firmly, but I could tell he was unsure.

"Tweek, we can't just leave them in there!!"

For a split second it seemed he might go back in there. But then from inside came a low growl that shook the ground beneath our feet.

"We're going to have to!", he said, on the verge of yelling, his eyes were watery.

Then on his hand a small brilliant, blue flame appeared. He was going to burn the place, he couldn't, there was still kids in there!

" Tweek NO!" I shouted, lunging at his back. I wouldn't let him.

He whipped around, "Craig you don't understand, I HAVE too!", tears were flowing out of his ever-changing eyes.

Then something in his voice changed, the same thick irresistibleness that he had used before, "Craigory just lay down, everything is going to be okay"

How could I say no, he was so pure, so innocent, how could I? Automatically I lye down on the ground. His words repeating in my head 'everything is going to be okay'. Everything was going to be okay. I knew it was, Tweek was going to make everything okay. I closed my eyes and right before I drifted off, I could smell a rancid smell, that would plague my mind forever.

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When I woke up I was in a bed, but it wasn't mine, and it definitely wasn't the one I used at the school, too comfortable.

It smelt fresh, clean even . Where was I? Where was Tweek? I sat up and looked around, the walls were fading, with floral patterns. It was nice, comforting even. And across from the bed was a surprisingly nice flatscreen.

It hit me. I was in a hotel. How had I gotten here? Had Tweek taken me here. But surely, surely none of that could've been real. There was no such things as demons.
But...if none of that was real how was I here. Where was Tweek?
I felt my head spinning, nothing made sense.