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Craig looks at me with his arm wrapped around Thomas, Thomas has hickeys all over his neck, I sigh as Craig walks up to me and says. 'We still hanging out after school?' I nod. 'Like normal. . .' Craig smirks as Thomas walks away Craig quickly slaps my ass.

I hate being his cum rag! I fucking hate it! I can't even tell him how I feel! I'm about to lose my fucking mind!

After a bit, I exit the school and start walking home, I hear someone yell. 'Tweek! Wait up!' I turn around to see Craig, he laughs as he catches up to me out of breath. He smiles panting bent over, he looks so fucking cute. . .No Tweek! Just hang out like friends and not his fucking cum rag!

That's all you are, a whole. . . a worthless slut. . . a fucking whore! Craig looks at me confused. 'What's wrong?' I shake my head. 'Nothing!'We get to my house as I groan. 'I need to get some coffee before I lose it.' Craig asks. 'What has you so uptight? . . . I know something that could. . .make you"lose" up.'

I become tense as I grab a cup of coffee and start chugging it, Craig asks. 'Seriously, what's wrong?' I feel tears form in my eyes. 'I'm a whore. . .' Craig asks. 'What?!' I say starting to cry. 'All I am is a whore! You just fuck me ad I'm fine with it! You're in a relationship!'

Craig quickly hugs me whispering in my ear. 'Tweek. . .' I push him off me. 'I'm not your cum rag! I don't want to feel this way! You literally moan "Thomas" while fucking me! ME!' I break down and fall down twitching, Craig quickly grabs me pulling me to his chest. 'Tweek. . .' He pats my back. 'Tweek, you're not a whore, cum rag or anything like that. . .' I shake my head. 'You only fuck me cause I got drunk and begged you!'

Craig rolls his eyes. 'Wrong. . .I had a crush on you and was afraid to tell you, so I found the closest thing to you. . .' I shake my head. 'You're just saying that to make me feel better, you call me Thomas whenever we fuck!' Craig sighs. 'That's cause I accidentally moaned your name after I came and he got so annoyed that my brains programed to say "Thomas".'

I laugh. 'What did he do?' Craig answers. 'He fucking screamed at me, he was angry.' I laugh leaning against him, he kisses the top of my head and whispers. 'Stop covering your hickeys, it drives me up a wall. . .and not in a good way.'

I groan. 'Wouldn't Thomas be pissed. . .' Craig shrug. 'I broke up with him this afternoon.' I say getting up. 'Are you just using me?! Again?!' Craig rolls his eyes. 'I did it cause I wanted to ask you on a date!' I stammer. 'Seriously?! Are you just going to cheat on me.-' Craig cuts me off kissing me. 'I wanted you, and if I can get you, I won't cheat on you.'

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