I Guess I'm Gay -Creek South Park fanfiction

Police Station

Again, I'm not really sure when this book is going to end. My best guess would be sometime next week, since I don't have much of the story left to tell. I don't want to cram too much into just one chapter bur I don't want to spread it out too much either. I want to thank all of you guys for sticking with this book and leaving such great and hilarious comments.

Enjoy!

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Tweek's Pov :

The walk from Craig's house to the police station wasn't as awkward as I intended it to be. Alex may be sick but oh boy, is he agitated.

He wanted me to carry him at first, after we left Craig's house and after I made sure he had enough layers of coats on him and I did, for about ten to five minutes. Then, he didn't want me to carry him anymore , he wanted Craig to carry him. I started snickering as Craig's face went inevitably red, however, before he refused, I put Alex on his back and he hugged his neck.

"Why are you so red Tucker?" I smirked knowingly as Alex nuzzled his head into his soft hat.

"Shut up." He mumbled but didn't seem to make any effort to take him off his back.

After a few minutes of that, Alex got tired of that too and decided to use his own little feet to walk. So he gestured for Craig to put him down so he can walk on his own. Having a fierce grip on both my and Craig's hand, he walked between me and him. The kid sure had an iron grip like holy fuck.
(I'm dying of cuteness 😄)

"Where are we going again?" He inquired as we took a corner.

"Police station." Craig stated simply "Not that far away now."

"OK." He didn't seem to want any further explanation, he's a smart kid but there could be a couple of reasons we are heading towards a police station out of all places.

"Both of you are really nice you know?" He commented and looked up to me before giving me a small smile.

"We are?" Craig quizzed,while raising an eyebrow. I mean,he was classified number 1 asshole at school, years ago.

"Yeah, you don't really shout and you don't fight." He responded, trying to jump over the cracks on the side walk.

"We do fight, Alex." I re assured and Craig nodded in agreement.

"I guess, but not like my parents." He sighed "They fight a LOT. They didn't always. It only started like..." He paused, released Craig's hand for a second and counted on his fingers " three weeks, a month if you will."

He seized Craig's hand again and looked forward "What are they fighting about?" I questioned,  glancing at Craig who had an animated expression.

Alex shrugged " I'm not sure. I think dad did something bad, very bad and mum didn't like what he did."

"Do you know what he did?" I found myself asking again,  genuinely curious about Alex's background.

He looked at me and showed me a toothy grin "That's a secret, mum told me not to tell or I'll be in trouble."

I sighed "You can tell me and Craig, we promise we won't tell, ok?"

Alex sat thoughtful for a moment, looking in no particular direction before nodding slowly "Alright, I trust you. I don't know all the details but I think dad may have raped a girl a month ago and got her pregnant. Mum was not pleased." He shuddered and clutched my hand tighter.