Reawoken Flames 《{ CraigxTweek }》

Chapter 11: The Realization

There are two things that I'm absolutely sure of now.

I am hopelessly in love with Craig Tucker. Again.

And.

I'm fucked if Stan ever finds out.

These were the thoughts running through my head again and again as I laid in bed, waiting for my wet hair to dry.

I really was hopeless.

I heard the door creak open, and I instinctively sat up.

Stan peered his head in and sighed when he saw that I was awake. "Did I wake you?"

I shook my head and looked away. "C-couldn't sleep."

He nodded and walked in, closing the door quietly behind him. "Craig fell asleep on the couch again."

I smiled. "I think he prefers it over his bed."

Stan walked over to the other side of the bed and sat down on the edge. He was mere inches from me, and I felt everything in my body begin to tighten and scream. My heart pounded, my head raced, my muscles tensed. Everything felt wrong.

Stan reached over and slid his hand into mine. I was taken aback.

"Look." Stan paused. "I'm... I'm sorry." I looked up as he put his free hand over his eyes and began to sob. "I never wanted to hurt you, but I did. I've done terrible things, forced you to do terrible acts." He unbuttoned my shirt and slid off one shoulder of it. "Look what I did, Tweek!"

I knew all too well about the bruises on my shoulder. How he had forced himself on me two nights before. I felt dead that whole day.

"Look what I made you do..." He pushed up my sleeves and stared at the cuts on my wrists.

"S-Stan... Are you angry at me?"

Stan shook his head. "I was never angry at you, Tweek. I was angry at myself and at work, and I took it out on you." He gently let me go. "Tweek, I... I lied."

I searched his eyes for what he meant. How many things could he have lied to me about? It finally hit me.

"I cheated on you."

My heart sank because I knew it along, but I never wanted to hear him say it.

Stan ran his fingers through his hair. "Hit me."

"I can't," I said quietly.

"Hit me, Tweek! Force yourself on me, do something!" Stan fell into me and continued to beg as I ran my fingers through his hair. His sobs turned into quiet whimpers.

"Do one thing... Make me pay. Cheat on me, hurt me, do it." His whispers were painful to me. I wish I had known the pressure he had been going through. It was time to be honest with him.

"I knew all along, Stan. So I did get my revenge. I... I cheated on you too." I felt so confident saying that, it was like I was possessed. I thought I would regret now that I had said it. But I didn't.