~Creek~ Emotion(less)

~Part 23~

No one's POV

*briiiing briiiing*

'Shit the doorbell' Craig thought, pushing himself up from his bed.

Craig quickly made his way to the front door, opening it to a familiar face. "KENNY! COME IN I NEED HELP!" Craig grasped at his arm and yanked him in, slamming the door shut.

Kenny pulled his hood down, after his 15th birthday he stopped wearing his hood up indoors as much, he still did it of course, but just in moderation.

"Calm down Craig, what's wrong?"
"I NEED TO ASK TWEEK TO THE DANCE BUT I CANT DO IT I'M TOO NERVOUS!" Kenny looked at Craig with concern in his eyes.

"Craig you've never acted like this before, not even when you where dating Bebe..." Kenny sighed. "I don't think you like him."

"What? Of course I d-"
"No Craig, I think you love him..."

Eric's POV

"Stupid fucking Stan, thinks he can embarrass me. Thinks he can lie about me liking the Jew." I muttered to myself, kicking an empty can around a parking lot. "I'm so fucking done with those two. I hate them. I HATE THEM. I HATE THEM!!!!"

No one's POV

What Eric didn't realise was that Kyle was standing right behind the corner. Sighing he walked away. "Guess I really dont have a chance then.."

Kyle looked down at the floor, dragging the heel of his shoes along the ground. "For once in my life I had hope."

Tweek's POV

I don't know how long I've been here but I assume less than a day. I wonder if anyone misses me... Well maybe they haven't even noticed I'm gone.

If I'm entirely honest, I'm scared. I don't know why they want me but I know if I refuse what they tell me to do, they'll hurt me. I can see it in their eyes. They want to hurt me. But they have no reason.

I wish I had my pho- wait...

No one's POV

Tweek pushed and pulled at the top around his wrists until they became slightly looser. Stan was supposed to be watching him but he was passed out in a corner, probably of alcohol poisoning.

After a few minutes, Tweek got his hands free. 'Why didn't I think of that earlier?!' He felt around in his pockets, just to hit the familiar rectangular object in his trousers.

"Idiots forgot to take my phone" Tweek muttered, rolling his eyes. Tweek was still strapped to the chair so he couldn't get up, but he wanted out of this place asap.

He dialed the latest number in his phone as not to waste time.

*Ring ring*

"Uh hello, hello?"

"BUTTERS! Help me, I've been kidnapped." Tweek whisper shouted down the phone..

"Oh jee! By who, fella?" Butters began to rub his knuckles together.

"Three boys named Eric, Stan and Kyle." Tweek's sighed. "I'm in some type of warehouse."

"Describe what's in the warehouse!"

"Well in the room I'm in are several big tubs of red lego."

"THE U-STORE IT! I'LL SEND HELP, SIT TIGHT."

Butters hung up and called Kenny to get some of his friends to meet at the storage facility.

'Well I can't exactly leave can I genius...' Tweek thought. Rolling his eyes YET again.

°AN° yep the story is now at 34 in the Creek hashtag :(

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