Why Not Both?

Chapter Eleven

The next day, Tweek had to force himself to go to school instead of working even if part of him really wanted to not see either of his friends. He honestly wasn't sure if he'd prefer to deal with them or his parents and work, but at least at school he could mostly ignore them if he needed.

He walked into class while looking down and sat down, not in his usual seat, but beside Pip, who was by himself. Pip tried to say something friendly and British, but all Tweek could do was to try to avoid the fact that he could feel Kenny and Craig in the room and it was killing him. He could feel them staring, but he was still confused and jealous about them last night.

Craig and Kenny walked into the classroom. They both took their seats, but wondered why Tweek was in another seat that wasn't his. Craig gave his friend a confused gaze.

"Tweek, why are you all the way over there?" Craig asked. Tweek groaned that Craig had pointed him out and bit his lip nervously. Should he be his weak self and at least go sit with them or should he ignore them? He really was too weak for them. He rolled his eyes and walked over to his seat between Craig and Kenny, pulling out his phone and getting on tumblr. Craig gave Tweek another confused look and seemed to be a bit concerned. Was he not feeling well?

"Hey, where did you go at the party, Tweek? We looked all over for you all night," Craig asked, getting a nod from Kenny.

"Got sick," he told them part of the truth. He had actually gotten nauseous from being drunk, emotionally confused, and running all the way from Craig's house to his. He didn't even know what to say about it. Did he really want them knowing he had a total crush on Kenny and was making himself deny his love of Craig to be their friends?

"You guys seemed busy," he said shortly as he was trying really hard to control the angry jealousy he felt as he thought yet again about Kenny, his crush, kissing the guy he'd been in love with for so long.

"Busy? What do you mean,Tweek?" Kenny asked this time, wondering why Tweek seemed to be acting differently today as if something happened.

"Honestly, I doubt you'd even remember, Kenny. And clearly neither do you, Craig," Tweek almost growled as he glared at them and went to the bathroom to get sick again. Ugh, he felt so messed up, physically and mentally. His heart and body ached. Now, he was alone in the bathroom, vomiting his leftover hangover into the toilet. He'd been drunk at the party and had remembered perfectly well what had happened, so why the fuck didn't they? Were they messing with him? Ugh. He needed to stop thinking about this. It was only making him sicker.

Uh, oh. Kenny knew what was wrong. Craig did as well, but it was Craig who went after Tweek in the bathroom. Kenny chose to stay to give them space. Also, because he felt like a complete jerk.

"Tweek, are you okay? Um, do you need water?" Craig asked through the bathroom stall.

"N-no," Tweek gasped between frustrated tears and vomiting. He wiped his face and made sure the door was locked for now. He didn't want them to see him this way. He was still pissed.

"Dude, hold on." Craig spoke before running out and then coming back like a minute later. He handed Tweek a bottle of water under the door. "Here. Drink this."

"D-" Tweek started before getting sick again. He was so done with this day already. He wiped at his tears roughly and stayed facing the toilet stubbornly. Why did he have to be an angry crier anyway? "Don't w-wanna-"

"Dude, you gotta tell me what's wrong, okay? I know it's not just because you're sick," Craig spoke sadly. He wanted to know what was up and why Tweek was so down.

"Don't-" he started again before more fucking vomiting that just pissed Tweek off more. He'd always hated getting sick for this reason. He would never get drunk every again after this shit. "Don't wanna.." He thought he'd hinted enough for him and Kenny to know why he was pissed at the pair. "I told you.." He just kept replaying that one moment when he'd walked in on those two. "Have you two been together this entire time? Have I been a joke all this time, Craig?"He exploded at Craig through the door, more vomiting and more aggressive tears.

"What? Tweek what are you talking about? You mean me and Wendy?" Craig asked, confused as hell right now. What the fuck was Tweek going on about.

Wait. What the fuck was going on?

Tweek only threw up more at that. Tweek wasn't processing. Craig was dating Wendy? For how long? How hadn't  Tweek heard of been told by his so called best friend or Kenny?

"You're dating who?" he said loudly into the toilet, but at least his two crushes weren't actually dating? "When did this h-happen? Why didn't I know, being your 'best friend' and all?"

"Dude, I literally just told her I'd date her yesterday and I was going to tell you but you left the party," Craig explained. "Who did you think I was dating?"

"Um, K-Kenny...? I kinda walked in on you two at the party together and stuff and-ack ran home.. s-sorry?" Tweek felt mildly stupid and a little bit less jealous. He moved to unlock the door and sat back by the toilet in case he got sick. Then he sipped the water. "Sorry if I ruined your party, Craig.. s-sorry for being crazy.."

"Oh. Ew! God. Ew. Fuck, no," Craig shook his head furiously. "No, Tweek. I am not dating Kenny. He forcibly kissed me and I mean we were both drunk off our asses so I pushed him away. You didn't ruin the party so don't apologize. It's okay."

"Thank god," Tweek said. He took another sip of the water and shook his head. "Sorry for worrying you. Why am I so stupid? Besides my stupidity, did you have a good birthday?" He asked as he looked Craig in the eyes the first time all morning except the one glare from before. "Sorry again.."

He'd never imagined Craig to be with Wendy, though. He'd never said her name to Tweek before. She used to date Stan. Tweek didn't let himself be too sad and mildly jealous over that, though. He'd known Craig was straight the whole time he'd been in love with him. That's why he'd been being his friend instead, because he wanted Craig in his life no matter what. He just hadn't been able to accept him being gay and with Tweek's other crush.

"It was a good party and I've been enjoying the new hat you got me," he spoke, pointing up to the hat. Tweek smiled at that and looked at the hat on Craig's head.

"I see that. It looks good on you. Sorry, again," Tweek said as he forced himself to stand up and flushed the toilet. It smelled disgusting. He smelled like vomit now. "Sorry, we should probably get back to class. What class period is it now? Still first?"

"It's okay. Kenny feels bad, too. He was hammered hardcore. Poor guy. Serves him right, though, because I did warn him," Craig teased and Tweek laughed.

"We'll have to kill him later," he joked as he sipped the water again. Tweek had to agree with that. Kenny had definitely been as crazy as Craig had warned them both. Tweek had just puked up all his caffeine and he was sad now. Craig laughed along with Tweek, although he did feel bad. He was only with Wendy because, well, he definitely didn't want to be gay. Also something else, but that's for another time.