You Like Her Better (Staig)

Chapter Six

Craig
     The alarm goes off, and I turn to shut it off. I sit up and stretch, then fall onto the ground to finish my stretches. I get up and change into my daily clothes. I feel fucking sad today. That dream really set me off... I'll just feel off today I guess...
     I go into the bathroom and look at myself in the mirror. I look gross... I go through my daily skin care routine, and then brush my teeth, I do my hair before throwing my hat on over it, before I go down and have breakfast with my family.
      I try to eat, but I'm just not hungry today. I eat about half before I stop and throw it away. I wash my plate and once I finish Clyde texts me that he's here to drive me to school. I get my things and give my mom a hug before I leave.
       I get in Clyde's car and he seems really happy this morning. He's not a morning person. He doesn't get much sleep. He's a big night owl. Stays up on his dumb game all night.
       "Hey man! What's up?" He exclaims
       "Good night last night?" I ask with a small chuckle.
       "Dude I went over to Bebe's last night, and-" he starts
       "Wait... how did her parents let you in?"
       "I went in through the window. Duh."
       "Oh yeah." I can't help but laugh.
       "Anyway, we totally fucked, I'm not a virgin anymore!"
       "Good job." I've still got a small chuckle
       "Her dad walked in after and chased me out with a broom but at least he didn't while we were actually doing it."
        "That doesn't bother you at all?"
        "Not really. He's harmless." He chuckles "what about you? Where were you yesterday?"
        "Uh... moms can read minds. She could see I was upset and we spent the day together, then Stan and I went to the pond." I shrug
        "Ooo what happened at the pond?" He makes a clicking sound with his tongue as he takes a short glance at me.
        "Nothing, just hung out for a bit. He asked me about my past relationships, so I told him about Tweek and Thomas, and he told me about his on and off thing with Wendy... he also asked how I knew I was gay, so I told him about Annie too."
        "Nothing else happened?" He asks, his eyebrow going up, a smirk going onto his face. He makes it hard to keep shit from him.
        "No. Nothing else happened. He's got a girlfriend, dumbass." I laugh it off.
        Yes. Stan and I kissed. It was electric. It was an amazing experience... but one I'll never experience again. He's not in love with me, and I'll learn not to be in love with him. I'll find someone else. Someone who will love me. Wait. That's it.
         "Clyde. Do you think Tweek still wants anything to do with me?" I ask
         "No. You cheated on him with Thomas."
        "I just went to his house and did his fucking laundry!"
        "You kissed him you fuckin idiot!"
        "No I didn't! Not while I was with Tweek!"
        "Craig."
        "I didn't."
        Clyde rolls his eyes "if you want to try, be my fucking guest."
         He pulls into the parking stall and we walk in together, when I walk in I see Stan with Wendy. Ugh. No. We're moving on. I'm forcing myself to move forward. Stan and I make eye contact, but I break it and part from Clyde to go find Tweek.
         I find him in the library by himself. I sigh and go to sit beside him. He looks at me and twitches before looking back down. He grabs his coffee and takes a long sip of it. When he swallows he puts it back on the table.
         "What." He states. It doesn't sound like a question as much as it does a demand.
         "I want to try again, Tweek..." I sigh "I know things seemed bad, and at the time I guess I was trying to find what I was missing with you..."
         "If I wasn't giving you what you needed then why are you here? I'm not gonna be any better now than I was before." I guess he's still mad at me.
         "Tweek..." I sigh "I never thought I'd be begging for anything... but I've been thinking about what we had... and... how smitten I was over you..." I chuckle hopelessly. "I get that you're mad at me, I'm mad at me too... but please. I'm not that person anymore and I want you to see it."
          We're silent. He gets up, and looks at me. He steps closer and his arms go around my shoulders, he's slightly bent over and sighing lightly.
          "Promise... it'll be different..." he mumbles
         "Tweek. I swear on everything I have, it'll be different."
         I watch Stan walk in with Wendy as Tweek parts the hug, I place my finger beneath his chin and we look each other in the eyes. Yes. Stan. Watch as I do this. I lean in and kiss him sweetly. We part and Wendy gasps softly
         "Oh my goodness Tweek and Craig are back together that's so sweet!" Her hands intertwine each other. Stan has his arm around her, gripping her shoulder. It pains me to see that. So much, but I'll move on. I'll force myself to.
         "Oh isn't it wonderful Stan?" She looks at him and has a smile on her face.
          "Great." He responds, I can see his face twisted.
          "Stan, homophobia isn't very progressive. Love is love." She says, and that's a very accurate statement. I mean... obviously I think that, but, saying 'love is love' is like saying 'pillows are pillows' even though they're are many different forms they're all just pillows. The phrase makes no sense to me.
          "I'm not homophobic, Babe. I'm just. Thinking." He sighs
           "What's on your mind?" She asks
         I feel a smirk come to my face. Is it your lips against mine you're thinking about? The soft, loving embrace we shared? I put my arm around Tweek. Okay. It's gonna be super hard to keep this one down.

     A couple of classes go by, and I'm getting stuff for history. I'm humming softly to myself. Trying to block out the memories of my reality. I can't think about it right now. Once I get all my shit out the locker slams in front of me. I look and see Stan is standing there.
       "What the fuck, Craig!" He exclaims. Okay so apparently a kiss means we're committed to each other. Even though you're committed to Wendy. Fucking- no. No. Let's not lose control of your emotions. Everything will slip.
      Do I want everything to slip?