Reconnecting (Alternate ending)

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Tweek's POV

Years pass. We work through our issues together. We have our ups and downs. We have a lot of lows. Really low lows. Even calling it off at one point, needing space away from each other. But in the end, we always end up together.

And we stick together, like glue. It takes years of work and struggling, hours of arguments and make ups and crying, but we make it through, stronger than ever.

I get over the cleaning, slowly but surely. I never get diagnosed with anything, and no one ever says it's anything other than a quirk or a coping mechanism. Craig gets better, he stays clean, we celebrate a week clean, a month, a year, 3 years and so on.

And then, one summer night in July, the most magical thing happens.

"Babe, do you wanna go out tonight?" He asks, looking at me expectantly.

"Sure, where to?"

"You remember that spot I took you to all those years ago, when we went ice skating?"

"Sure, I'll get dressed." I say, kissing his forehead gently and walking to get changed. I wrap up warm, it might be summer, but the weather is still atrocious. We're expected to have thunderstorms and snowstorms all month.

I rush back down the stairs, gripping Craig's hand and walking outside with him. The sun is just setting, casting a beautiful orange glow around. I smile and rest my head on my lover's shoulder as we walk. We're 24, but he still makes me feel 18.

As we approach our spot, I notice rose petals scattered around in the shape of a heart. I stop, staring at it excitedly. I feel Craig gently wrap a scarf around my eyes, guiding me to something. He stops me, turns me around and uncovers my eyes.

I gasp, tears welling in my eyes. He's down on one knee, holding a small box with a shiny ring.

I throw myself at him, wrapping my arms around him tightly, smiling into his chest.

"So, is that a yes?" He asks, having not even been able to ask the question.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, a hundred times yes."

I grin, a few tears slipping down my cheeks. He leans in and kisses me softly, gripping my waist. I slide my hands into his hair, kissing back passionately.

And a few months later, we get married. Craig won't let me live it down, because I sobbed so hard when he read his vows, specifically at the "till death do us part".

And then, we move out, into a bigger house, closer to Tolkien and Clyde's house. We adopt a pair of guinea pigs (Stripe Jr and Dot) and a parrot (Sweet-pea).

And life couldn't be better. We had our ups and downs, but we made it, through thick and thin.

Love is difficult. It's not always going to go smoothly, like in the films. But if it's true, it'll find a way.

the end... (for now)

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