why me (creek)

Chapter 4 - Shitty

Tweek's P.O.V

Shitty.

That's how I would describe most aspects of my life.

My school?

Shitty.

My house?

Shitty.

My room?

Shitty.

My "job" ?

Shitty. Hell, it shouldn't even be considered a job! I'm not even getting paid!!

My dad?

super shitty.

Now, I should be grateful. At least I have a school, a house, a room, a job, and a dad. But that doesn't change the fact that it's shitty.

I have good things in my life, like Craig, my friends, and coffee.

I just wish my life was better.

So here I am, laying in my bed, thinking about how shitty my life is.

I wonder how many times I have said shitty.

Shitty, Shitty, Shitty, Shitty.

I must admit, it's a fun word to say

I haven't left my room in a while... I wonder what time it is.

'4:01 pm'

Oh.. I've been here for a while huh.

School has already ended. I feel a bit guilty for leaving Craig on read, but I really didn't want to talk to anyone today. After what happened with my dad I've been feeling pretty down..

tap, tap ,tap

My head whipped around to the window as I heard the sounds.

Oh god!! It's probably a psycho killer with a chainsaw trying to get me!!

"Tweek! Open up, it's me, Craig, and not a psycho killer with a chainsaw trying to get you. It's also fucking freezing outside so PLEASE hurry up."

I know that nasally voice

I opened the curtains and saw Craig on a tree.

"AGHHH OMG!!! CRAIG MOTHERFUCKING TUCKER GET OFF OF THE TREE ITS DANGEROUS WHAT IF YOU FALL- I CANT LOSE YO-"

"Don't worry, I am NOT going to fall. Trust me!" He cuts me off whilst trying to climb inside my house

As he is maneuvering inside my house he trips and falls off of the fucking branch. Luckily he grabs the ledge just in time before he plummeted to his death.

"AAAAGGGHHH SHITHSITHSIHTSHITSHIT OMGOMGMOMG CRAIG ARE YOU OK?!"

"Yeah i'm fine, I would be better if you HELPED ME UP BEFORE I FALL!!"

That's when I go back to my senses and start helping him into my room, which was surprisingly pretty easy. 

After pulling him up, we sit there in silence for a little bit. All I was thinking about is how I could've lost one of my best friends/my crush.

"so uh.. why didn't you come to school today?" Craig asked

"Well-"

"Are you ok? You sound really tired.. and why are your lights off? I can't see jack shit." He says as he starts walking over to my light switch

"wait don-" I started to warn him, but it was too late. The click of the switch echoed through the room, blinding me momentarily. 

"owww," I muttered, rubbing my eyes.