Tweeks POV :

"What do you mean stop talking to Craig?", I raised my eyebrow. My mom took a step back and looked me deeply in the eyes, "Craig is a violent individual." I shook my head, "Mom you got it all wrong! You've met Craig. You know Craig isn't cruel!" I didn't understand what was going on. I come home from a paradise to an argument with my mother. "Please tell me. What the fuck is going on!", I continued to shout. "Tweek! It isn't respectful to shout and curse at your mother!", My dad began yelling.

"You guys aren't making sense!", I began to tear up. "Your just in denial that Craig is not who he seems! He is a brutal vicious person!", My dad shouted. "Your picturing a false painting! This is why he left you!", My dad continued. Out of no where silence filled the room. My mom stood there in shock. My dad's angry face remained.

I sighed, "I'm going to my room." I dragged myself upstairs to my room and slid down the door after slamming it. I regret it all. I hate this feeling. It's eating me up in my insides. This feeling won't leave me alone. I texted Craig yet no reply.

I got up and trudged to my bed then collapsing onto it I grab my pillow. I hug it tightly, closing my eyes pretending its Craig. I'm never gonna have him in my arms again. I'm never gonna be held in his arms again. It'd take a fucking miracle for my parents to let me see him. I bet they're calling his parents right now. Finally telling Craig's dad the truth.

And whats the truth? Is that Craig Tucker and I are over. No matter how much I love him and want him. No matter how much he loves me and wants me. It'd take a fucking miracle for him to be my boyfriend again. This is the real fucking deal. The real fucking world. I eventually closed my eyes so tight I began to fall asleep, thinking Craig was the pillow.

I woke up to my mom sitting on my bed. "I'm sorry for last night Tweek," she sighed. I rolled my eyes and turned on my side. "Tweek I wanted to hear your side of the story," she came closer to me. I turned back to her and looked in her eyes, "What do you mean, my side of the story?" "I only heard from Ms. Cartman and Mr. Tucker, I'm extremely confused."

Of course Cartman dragged his mother into this bullshit. Why is he tormenting me? What is he trying to gain? I began to explain the whole roller coaster to my mother. She wrapped her arms around me, "I'm sorry for your father last night. He was just confused like me." I shook my head, "It's fine. I just wish to see Craig again."

"About that, his parents called me. They thought he was with you," My mom frowned. "What do you mean thought he was with me?", I raised my eyebrow. "Craig ran away. Craig's parents even called Kenny. He is no where to be found." I jolted up from my bed, "Craig is gone?"

My mom looked at me with sincere eyes, "Just tell me if you need anything honey." She got up from my bed and left my room. I collapsed back into bed. Craig Tucker, running away? That doesn't sound like him. These weeks have been so fucking frustrating.

"God damn it!", I yelled out loud. I grabbed a burgundy cardigan and put it on. I stormed outside my room and went to go get my bike. I'm gonna make some fucking cupcakes. I pedaled towards the grocery store. I'm just gonna buy some fucking cupcake ingredients and go home.

I parked my bike in front of the store. A familiar voice began talking behind me, "Hey Tweek! Still in your pajamas?". I turned my head, "Haha, yeah. Just making some afternoon cupcakes Butters." Butters smiled, "I'd love to bake some cupcakes with you!" I smiled back, "Alright."

I know I said I was just gonna bake cupcakes alone. But Butters is an exception. He's my best friend after all. We quickly bought some cupcake ingredients and biked home. I struggled to open the door with my keys. "Hey, you okay Tweek? Y-your anxiety is rising right now."

I shook my head, "I-i'll explai-explain la-later." I dropped my keys, "Arghh!" Butters picked up my keys and opened the front door, "Tweek? You know you can talk to me about anything." I hurried over to the kitchen counter tops and placed the grocery bags on top. "Tweek! What in tarnation is going on!", Butters shouted with his hands at his hips.

"Cra-craig fu-fucking ranaway! O-okay! C-can we ju-just bake som-some fucking cupcakes!", I roared back. My eyes began to water. I could see Butters face change quickly, from angry to concerned. He walked over to me and hugged me, "I'm sorry for yelling Tweek. I just hate seeing you anxious. Considering how much your anxiety improved. It just scares me to see you so depressed again."

I sniffled, "I'm just so tired. I don't get why the universe is doing this to me." "I'm so tired of being the only one effected. The only one sad.", I continued. Butters let go of me. "Maybe that's why the universe wanted you to be in this situation." "Huh?", I yelped. "Tweek. Your always thinking of the negative. Like when Cartman told you Craig cheated. You jumped to conclusions. When we saw Craig at that restaurant. You jumped to negative conclusions and now? Instead of taking the risks of getting hurt again your holding back on Craig because your scared of the negative."

Tears streamed down my cheeks and I smiled, "I never thought of it that way.. Thank you." Butters smiled back and hugged me again, "Stop being so scared Tweek. Be open to be hurt. To be knocked down. To continue to fight. Because your Tweek Tweak and like Bebe said."

Butters let go of me and we began to laugh. "We are the baddest bitches," we both said a quote from Bebe. We laughed again and I wiped my tears. Butters is right, I need to think positive. Craig ran away for a reason, if he comes back to me good. If he never comes back I wish him the best.

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One of the final chapters. You guys ready?

- rikka