Craig
I heard distant voices around me. My head was aching terribly. I tried to open my eyes but the only fluttered a little. They were heavy as plumb.
„His eyelids fluttered.", I heard a familiar voice exclaim. At least I thought it was familiar.
I began to think hard. What happened? Where am I? Who am I? I can't remember my name. I can't remember anyone in my life. The only things I do know is that I'm a sixteen year old male. I need to remember. But first of all I need to wake up. Or rather open my eyes.
„Craig?", a womans voice asks, she also sounds familiar, „can you hear me sweetheart?"
So my name is Craig.
I try to answer but my tongue won't move.
„He probably hears you. He should be waking up soon. All his vitals are stable and in those four weeks while he was in coma the haematoma subsided. He might have some braindamage but we don't know for sure until he wakes up."
I hear sobbing and other voices talking all at once. After a few minutes it stops and most of the people in the room leave.
„Go eat something and take a nap please. I'll be right with him if he wakes up. You both need some rest you're here all the time Laura. And you're always here after work Thomas. And don't forget about Tricia, she still needs you.", a male voices says.
A female voice sighs apologetic: „We know you're right Tweek. We'll be back in a few hours to replace you. Here take this and get yourself something to drink love."
The door closes and I'm alone with the stranger whose name is apparently Tweek.
Maybe he's my brother? Or my best friend? I wonder.
Tweek starts to talk to me: „The doctors say it helps when we talk to you. That you hear us. They say our words and voices can give you the strength to wake up. To open your eyes. I miss you so much. I know I tell you that every day Craig but I love you. Stripe #5 is fine, but I need to tell you a secret I think she got pregnant when we let her play with those other guinea pigs a while ago. School is weird without you. Everyone is so worried about you. They're always asking questions. My anxiety is driving me nuts. And the guys are no help. No matter how hard they try. They should actually be getting here soon. Since now outside visitors are allowed. I'm still getting in as your brother even though I'm your boyfriend."
He continues to talk. I feel something like an electric shock bolting through my body. I feel awake.
Come on Craig, wake up!, I tell myself.
My eyelids flutter again I can almost make out the person sitting next to me. But they quickly fall shut again.
„C-craig? GAH! Can you hear me?"
I try to talk but I'm still not able.
While the boy, Tweek talks again I try to puzzle all the information I've gotten so far.
My name is Craig. I'm male. I'm also gay and apparently have a boyfriend called Tweek. I appear to be in an hospital with braindamage. My parents are Laura and Thomas. I have a sister and a pet named Tricia and Stripe #5.
A knock on the door interrupts my thoughts.
„Hey dude.", a male voice says.
„Hey Clyde. Where are Token and Jimmy?"
„We're h-h-here.", a new voice says, „Bebe is h-here too if that's a-alright?"
„Yeah, no problem. Come in you guys.", Tweek says.
„Should we like talk to him?", the boy named Clyde asks.
„You can. It might help him wake up."
„Hey dude it's me Clyde. Your absolute best friend in the whole world. We all miss you so much. No one calls me a crybaby anymore. Your sarcastic and snarky remarks are greatly missed. And man there's some real shit going to down in South... ooof!", I hear someone being hit. Probably the Clyde guy.
„You can't just tell him about the shit that's going on here. He needs positive vibes you idiot.", a female voice scolds him.
„I'm sorry. You're right Bebe.", Clyde says sounding as if he was going to cry.
„Do you want to go next Token?", Tweek asks.
„Yeah I'd like that Tweek. Hey Craig it's me Token. Another one of your best friends. I'm not sure if you even hear this but I miss you a lot. Got no one now to tell me about space, star constellations or the NASA. I hope you wake up soon dude."
„Y-yeah dude. Eating lunch without you so b-b-boring. Even the teachers miss being flicked off by you d-dude. We all miss you s-so much.", the boy with the faltering voice says.
My brain is working full speed it hurts. I'm trying to process and assign these words.
„Get well soon Craig.", the girl, Bebe, says.„How have you been holding up Tweek?", Token asks.
„Ngh... GAH! I'm fine everything's fine."
„Dude you don't sound so fine. How are the withdrawals?", Clyde now asks.
„AGH! Too much pressure. I already told I don't suffer that heavily from withdrawals they're almost over."
„Then h-how's living with the T-tuckers? Are you s-s-still in contact with your p-parents?"
„Yeah, they send me lots of letters.", Tweek admits, „but it's more onesided than anything else."
„I still can't believe that your own parents put meth in your coffee.", Bebe says with compassion in her voice.
A long silence follows and after a while all of the people leave again. Wishing Tweek and the Tuckers a lot of strength. Craigs brain was still processing all the data ir had collected throughout these conversations.„Well the gang is gone now. I hope you'll wake up soon so I can tell you what's been going on here. Since we shouldn't be talking about negative things with you. GAH! Geez, now I mentioned them. I'm sorry. Do you remember when we were pretty freshly fakedating when we played superheroes with Butthole and the others? Us, Wonder Tweek and Super Craig were the perfect dynamic duo and even though we were in a fight a the beginning of the game we worked through our problems together. We faced them headon. Especially those expectations. So just so you know Craig. I'll go through thick and thin with you. I always will. When we exchanged those promise rings it felt for me like making vows to you. So yeah I vow to stay with you in sickness and health through the good and the bad times. I love you so much Craig Tucker."
Finally I could open my eyes. At first they fluttered again for a while. But then I could fully open them. I turned my head and looked at Tweek who was looking at me in shock.
„Hey Tweek."
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FanfictionTweek Tweak and Craig Tucker have been a couple since fourth grade. Now they are in 11th grade. And there is a lot going on in their lives. ⚠️contains violence, mutilation, swear words, trauma, selfharm, hard drug use⚠️ 🔞slight NSFW/smut🔞 origina...