Teenage Dirtbag -South Park Creek

This is heavy

[Tweeks P.o.V]

My eyes fluttered open and I smacked my mouth together tasting my gross morning breath. I stretched and scratched my lower back while looking around the room. Where the hell am I? I don't really remember what happened last night since it was only a couple seconds after I woke up. 

I sat up as blurred memories from last night came flooding back to me.  There was Stan, Craig, Clyde... uh Cartman? Token? The last thing I remember is  blurry faces and colors then falling down. Mostly the color blue.

I must have passed out or something.

I stepped up and tried to walk to the bathroom while also trying not to step on other sleeping kids from last night. In the bathroom I brushed my teeth with Stan's toothbrush, gross I know but he forced me to make like  50 paper hats in forth grade so fuck him.

I then put on my jeans from last night (don't remember taking em' off but it got pretty wild last night who knows what I did) and shoes then walked out the door.

Wait...

......

Oh fuck me.

I pulled out my phone from my back pocket and dialed in Wendy's number. It began to ring  as I sat on the front porch.

"Tweek!" She yelled the second she picked up

I blinked and my head slightly moved away from the phone because of the loud noise.

"Uh Yeah?"

"Boy, am I glad to hear from you. I was about to call you. Can you come over? Bebe's here too." I heard a distant 'heyyy' in the background, I assume is Bebe "I really need to talk to you both."

"Oh that's actually why I called you.." I explained the whole situation about how  I passed out last night and don't have a ride. Stan's house was like an hour away from town too.

"Okay Bebe said she can pick you up but it'll be a bit" Wendy told me

"Ok thanks I appreciate it, Wends." I hung up and slide my phone into my back pocket.

I sat on the porch for an hour waiting for Bebe to finally pull up.

She did eventually in her moms hand-me-down shiny red car. "Hey babe!" Bebe yelled out the window, I smiled and got into the passengers seat.

A couple minutes later I turned to Bebe and asked her "so why did Wendy want us over?" 

"I don't know. She called me at about 9 today and said she needed to vent to us and tried to call you like 7 times"

I looked at my phone and saw 8 missed calls from Wendy ... guess I didn't notice that. Oops.

"She wouldn't tell me what was going on until you were at her house" her expression began to soften

"Mascara was running down her cheeks.." Bebe said quieter

I just nodded and looked at the car window with  different possibilities running through my head.

We finally arrived at Wendy's house. Bebe pulled into the driveway and we both got out of the car and ran into the house, up the stairs. The second I got into her room I dropped my stuff out of my hand and hugged her. She was sitting on her bed with a box of tissues next to her and tissues all around her.

"Baby, What happened?" I Said pulling her away and sitting next to her.Bebe sat beside her and rubbed her hand up and down Wendy's back.

"Red... she's been.." she stuttered out

"What? What happened?" Bebe asked with the biggest damn doe eyes I've ever seen

"Reds been cheating on me" she stated.

Bebes jaw dropped and Wendy started crying while falling onto Bebe's upper stomach area. Wendy pulled Bebe's sweater to her face to hide herself and to wipe away tears. Bebe had one hand on Wendy's waist and the other on her head, softly stroking her hair.

I looked up and down at Bebe and she had the most empathetic look. It was sad for both of them. They were both hurting so much.

"I'm so sorry, Wendy" I Said scooting over to her on the bed and placing my hand on her shoulder "is there anything we can do?" 

She sniffed and sat up from Bebe's lap. "Distract me"

I smiled and looked at Bebe, she was smiling too. We both knew exactly how to help her. We have this system for whenever one of us is upset we just say distract me, advice or vent and the other two know exactly how to handle the situation. Either doing things to try and forget, helping them by telling the other what to do, or just listening. I mostly said vent.

Bebe scooped up Wendy and carried her down the stairs bridal style, I walked down and closed all the blinds. Bebe got out her phone to order pizza, drinks, and Chinese food while I put in the first dvd for back to the future. The first one will always be my favorite but for some reason Wendy loves the second one and Bebe loves the third one. I truly will never understand that woman. I mean it's the third one? No one in the history of ever has  had their favorite back to the future be the third one.

I ran upstairs to grab all the blankets and pillows I could, most of them are quilts since Wendy is basically already a grandma, then I ran downstairs and threw them all at the girls. 

They both cuddled up while I just sat by my lonesome. So tragic I know.

About a half an hour later, when Marty was talking to his younger dad outside of the diner giving advice about how to win over Lorraine, the door bell rang.

"I'll get it." I said hoping off the couch.

The pizza delivery boy handed me the pizza and told me the cost was like 21 bucks or something. So I set the pizza down and got out my wallet. The boy handed me my change and I went back to the movie. I set the pizza box  in between me and Wendy but she moved it onto her lap so Bebe could get a slice. Bebe and Wendy were giggling about something, probably the movie since  George McFly was mixing up his words in a really creepy way and couldn't say the word 'destiny' for some reason.

 But I noticed something. Even when Wendy turned back to the television, Bebe was still smiling at her. She had such a pure look on her face, with her arm around Wendy and everything. Bebe looked up at me and saw me staring at her. She blushed and turned back towards the movie. Great Scott...

I think I'm into something here,

Hehe you thought no one was watching Bebe. But I'm always watching. I'm onto you girl.

I'm so creepy how do I have friends