I rush to get my shift done. Only ten more minutes. No ones coming in anyway! As I think that two people come in the shop. Two people I didn't want to see. Kyle and Kenny. Holding hands and laughing. Ever since the um 'incedent' they've been rubbing it in that I don't have a boyfriend. They can't make that argument anymore. "Sup Tweek you still open?" Kenny asks. "Duh. Look c-can you j-just leave me alone!" He smirks and pokes Kyles stomach. "Kyle go wait outside. This might get ugly." Kylie? Really? I scoot back a bit and Kyle goes out. I get out of the chair and move back. But Kenny jumps over the counter and pins me against the wall. "P-Please d-don't hurt me!" I plead. "I never did anything to you guys!" He stares at me for a while and I slump down a bit. I expected a punch in the face. But what I got was even worse. Kenny swiftly pushed me to the ground and kicked my stomach. I cough up something and I look on the floor to see it's blood. I grab the counter top and try to get back up but Kenny kicks me down again. He picks me up by my collar and pushes me on the wall. My back is killing me now. And I have a splitting headache. He walks out the door and I catch a glimpse of him wrapping his arm around Kyle and walking away. I curl up in a ball and cry. The best thing to do now is to go see Pete.
Time Skip~
I slowly knock on the door. But when I do I get suspicious. I hear noises, rustling and things knocking over. Then after thirty seconds Pete comes out messy haired, shirtless, covering the inside of the house with his body and the door. "T-Tweek. You're back early. What happened?" He says nervously smiling. "P-Pete what's g-going on?" I say pushing past him to see the biggest scandal of my life. Michael. Pete's best friend. Half naked, pants unbuttoned. On the couch. "Pete what the fuck?!?!" I scream turning back to him. "Listen Tweek I-" "NO! I can't t-take anymore excuses. Y-You lied to me!" I've already cried enough today. I came here for help but instead I got cheated and lied to. "When y-you told me you loved me was that a lie too?" He comes closer and wraps his arms around me. "C'mon Tweekers. Just stay and listen. Maybe we could-" "No! I'm done! I thought you cared about me!" I run out of the house and go to mine. When I get there I look through the drawers for a dull knife. C'mon Tweek. Do it. C'mon do it! Then someone opens the door and I get scared so I plunge the knife into my heart. "Tweek no!" Pete screams running to me as I collapse into his arms. "No please Tweek. Wake up!" Then I greated death as an old friend.
(A|N) Anyone get that last reference? Lol anywho. That's it. That's the end. I hope you enjoyed. Hokeyp byeeeeee!
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I'm not okay (a South Park fanfic)
FanficA tragedy happens at Tweek Tweak's house and who is he to turn to? It just might be Pete. The red headed goth kid at school.