Everything is Shitty

Chapter Seven - Tweek

Stan
   Part of me thinks I'm setting myself up for yet another failure. Though I'm about ninety percent sure that's not the case, and that he's just nervous to get dating again after having ten years of nothing and no one.
   Craig and I part ways after breakfast. I take him back to his house, then take myself home. I already miss him, but I can't just ask him on a date tonight. I've gotta wait a few days.
    As soon as I walk in, I see my worried mother look at me and gasp as she gets up and hugs me.
   "You didn't come home last night! Where were you?!" She exclaims, and I sigh in response
   "Mom, I'm twenty-two..." I grumble as I sit down on the couch
   "Yes but you're also an alcoholic." She states as I crack open a beer.
   "I'm trying not to be." I say as I take a sip "I'll have you know that I moved on from Wendy and spent the night at a guy's house."
    "A friend?" She asks, I'm sure she's just waiting for me to move out.
    "A bit more than that..." she knows I'm Bi. She should know that I'm into guys... a bit more than girls...
    "Stanley! Did you have a one night stand?!" She exclaims
    "Wha- No! I didn't even have sex with him! We just hung out and... kinda kissed.. and cuddled through the night.." I sigh happily
    "Aww, it seems like you're really head over heels for this boy. When do I get to meet him?" Mom asks, and I roll my eyes.
    "Not for a long time. I don't even know if he wants anything from me yet..." I shrug
    "But you cuddled and kissed, isn't that what makes it official?" She asks
    "I asked him if he wanted to be my boyfriend and he said he feels something, but he's not so sure what it is yet... so he wants to take it slow" I explain, and mom nods.
    "That's good for him, so what's this boy's name?" She asks
    "Well... it's Craig... from school." I answer, and she smiles
    "I thought I saw some stuff blossoming through that 'rivalry' of yours." She winks at me and I blush lightly.

Craig
    God... I can't stop thinking about Tweek... I end up getting online and unblocking him. He never blocked me. I just overreacted and blocked him. I send him a little 'Hi' text, and I sit and wait for a response.
    I stare at that phone for hours, just waiting for him to respond. Eventually he does, and as soon as he does I feel my heart flutter.
[Tweek Tweak]
>Craig?

[Craig Tucker]
>Yeah... Hey....

[Tweek Tweak]
>Why are you texting me? After everything that happened I thought you said you were gonna 'fuck off forever' and told me to have a good life.

[Craig Tucker]
>Yeah, and you probably have... I... just miss you...

[Tweek Tweak]
>It's been a decade, Craig.

[Craig Tucker]
>I don't care how long it has been... haven't been able to get over you... I know you're married or whatever... but I can't get closure...

[Tweek Tweak]
>I didn't get married... I'm still single...

[Craig Tucker]
>So do we have a chance? To rekindle things?

[Tweek Tweak]
>No. Craig I'm in Berlin. I live here now, there are plenty of people here for me.
>Instead of the one that was a shit boyfriend.
>So I don't care how you do it, but you've gotta move on. It's okay to.

[Craig Tucker]
>But I miss you I want you...
>fuckin... I love you

[Tweek Tweak has left the conversation.]

I put my phone down and curl up. Tears escape my eyes, they haven't in a long time. I hold it back. Hold it all back.
    But this is my safe space. My place where I can be as ugly and full of emotions as I can. I feel no closure with my conversation with Tweek. I feel like I'm attached to absolutely nothing, but Tweek is just there on the other side... doing his own little thing. It's not fair. It really isnt.