I Guess I'm Gay -Creek South Park fanfiction

Cuts and Bruises

Again, another unnecessarily complicated chapter, though I suppose it's not as bad as the one with Wendy. I should've mentioned that I will have OCs in the story but when I first started this book, I didn't think any of them would become too important. Now you have Mr. McLoughlin,  Mr. Larkhall  and Alex. I supposed it would be more  fun to mix in these charaters as well.

Enjoy!

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Craig's Pov :

Tweek closing the door shut made me stop chuckling about Kevin's current situation, on the floor with a black eye and a bleeding lip. I don't enjoy hurting people, but I think I can make an exception for Kevin. 

I should try catching up with Tweek, I kind of need to talk with him about earlier.  I was about to head to the door but someone grabbed my sleeve which forced me to freeze and turn around.

"What do you want Mcwhoredick?" I asked irritated, there's things I must sort out with Tweek, who's out alone.

"Dude, I don't think Tweek wants to talk with you yet." He responded, he clutched a bottle of beer in one hand Butter's hand in the other. He's so quiet I often don't notice he's there and I refrained from making any comments about it. I would get my ass kicked .

"Why not?" I questioned, feeling uneasy. Did Tweek tell him, about the kiss? Shit, that way everyone's going to find out sooner rather than later.

Kenny sighed "He told me everything and just between me and you, I think you made the right move. It was just at the wrong time." He took a sip of his beer and Butters was nodding silently. I'm guessing he knows too now.

"Is he mad at me?" I managed to get the words out of my mouth, after a few hours of them being stuck in my throat.

He scoffed "Don't be stupid Fucker. He's head over heels in love with you, he's just confused. You don't do that kind of shit to people and then kiss them like nothing happened."

I rolled my eyes "I know that." My lower lip trembled "But...did he forgive me?"

"I don't know." Kenny shrugged "I told him to keep a low profile for a week or so, let him work some stuff out. I imagine he won't respond to your messages or calls for a while."

"Alright." I replied, feeling dizzy and disoriented but that was just the alcohol. Hopefully.

"I wouldn't worry about it." Butters piped out and I brought my attention to him "I mean, he does like you Craig it's just he's ...puzzled."

I  nodded my head before Kenny dragged Butters away and disappeared into the crowd. Now the question that kept buzzing around my head all night from then on was pretty straight forward : Does Tweek hate me?

Kenny told me that he isn't but can I really believe him? He was probably drunk and didn't really meant what he said. Although, drunk men often say the truth, not to mention Butters joined our conversation and he didn't seem to be drunk.  I sat down on the velvet couch, a little too expensive for my taste but whatever, and opened another beer bottle. 

People are gonna find out soon and even though I don't particularly care what they think of me anymore, since most of the people I looked up to only a few months ago turned out to be huge homophobic cowards, I still have another problem on my hands. My parents. They love Tweek, no doubt of that but they don't approve of me being gay, again? Well, at least my dad doesn't. How will they react to this? Probably badly, maybe they'll  kick me out of the house, possibly disown me. I'll end up living under bridges and start eating pieces of bread  to satisfy my hunger.