philophobia [style]

red

oh my god. i fucking regret everything i did. i overreacted. i'm sorry stan. this disease shit is changing me. i don't wanna think about it anymore.

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"h-hey! you didn't say any-"

"are you fucking serious?" i fucking punched him. "you. love. eric. cartman."

"y-yes kyle! why the f-fuck did you-"

"SHUT UP! i know you're drunk but that doesn't fucking matter! you're so fucking oblivious!"

"kyle-"

"no! stan, how in the hell have you not noticed my suffering? and you love that fatass! i'm fucking done."

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i stormed out of the bathroom. he kept on calling after me. i left that fucking party. the only thing i wanted to happen was for tweek to fucking sock craig in the face.

i ran home. i knew he didn't love me back obviously. but instead of loving me he fucking loves eric cartman. eric cartman. it's not me because it's cartman.

i hate everything.

hey! since i don't really know what to do with kyle rn, let's have a pov change and head over to tweek!

tweek's pov (only for the rest of this chapter) uhm slight lime maybe warning idk

i believed kyle there and then. i'm actually really glad i did! well, it's not so good now, but, hey, we busted a cheater.

once i headed up the stairs, the music from downstairs wasn't that loud. i already knew where craig was. i don't know why, but craig always said it's better to do party sex upstairs and in the furthest room away from the stairs. i guess so no one would hear you? that would make sense.

anyway, i swiftly made my way to the end of the hallway, and actually heard moaning from the back room. the little bit of doubt in me disappeared. of course it could of been someone else, but it wasn't.

and luckily, i guess they were in the moment, and the forgot to lock the door. i flung the door open and it scared the shit outta both of them. i couldn't help but start to cry when seeing my boyfriend of how many years about to have sex with someone else.

"(oh jesus!) c-craig! what the fuck are you doing?!"

clyde was shirtless and pinned to the bed by craig. god, craig really was trying to make clyde moan if craig wasn't even undressed yet. "oh shit! tweek!"

clyde spoke up. "t-tweek! it's n-not what it looks like, okay?"

"then w-what else would it be, fatass?!" it really hurt me to say that. i know clyde's really insecure about that. i was pissed, though. i ain't afraid to throw fists and say shit.

craig got off of clyde and went up to me. "tweek, honey, look-"

"fuck you! how l-long have you been cheating on me with clyde?! (gah!)"

"tweek-"

"have y-you just been using me?! i love you, craig!"

"tweek, i love you, too!"

"n-no, you know what? i loved you. fuck you." he looked actually shocked. i guess he didn't really fucking believe that i'd react like this. of course i fucking would.

i punched him in the nose. he held it as it started bleeding. "what the fuck!"

craig swung to punch me back. i didn't flinch. clyde ended up holding back craig's arm, giving him a 'he isn't worth it' look. fuck both of you. fucking fight me.

"fight me. i don't care. or i'll fuckin' fight clyde."

clyde would cry like a little bitch. i'm crying right now. you don't really notice it though.

"clyde, let go." he obeyed.

"guys, please don't fight!"

"(gah!) s-shut up clyde!"

craig removed his hand from his nose and wiped the red blood on his clothes. his nose was all bloody, and i'm not sure if i broke it or not. i'm not a fuckin' doctor.

clyde ran away. probably to get token or some shit. i took the first swing and hit craig's nose again. craig cursed and punched back, causing me to stumble back. he uppercutted me and i almost fell down. and that shit hurt.

"f-fuck!" probably the first thing in a fight is to protect your balls, but craig didn't (truth is, i didn't either, but hey. that doesn't matter.). i kicked him in the dick, which made him buckle his knees and he fell to the ground. i kicked his face.

token came in and stopped it. bitch. "guys, stop. i'm going to have to call 911 or some shit." he grabbed me and took me away from craig. i struggled and tried to break free of token's grip, but token's way stronger than me. "th-that fucker cheated on me! let me go!" clyde was with craig again. bitches. fuck all of you.

token let go of me downstairs. i kind of just wanted to cry now about everything. and i know i wouldn't of been able to go back upstairs, so i left and went home.

i didn't regret anything.

thank you, kyle. now i don't have to deal with him cheating on me. he can be with clyde or whatever. i'm fine on my own.

oof okay i need to do my homework even if its 2am okay bye bye ily all and zach