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Chapter 5 {Last goodbye}

This chapter might offend some people. Contains suicidal thoughts, attempts and bullying, violence and maaaybe, blood?☕

Tweek's P.O.V.

I was shaking so much and my eyes became glassy. Why did he look so disgusted?

"You're a damn fag? I let a disgusting fag next to me the whole time? Were you thinking about making out with me?
I can't stand freaks, sorry.
Oh, and I also can't stand guys, who like dicks.
You will never come near me again, got it?"

Then he actually.. Craig Tucker actually punched my jaw. Funniest thing is, it didn't hurt as much as his words. I never thought, I'd hear something like this out of Craig's mouth.
He hated me.
He called me a freak.
He told me, to never come close to him again.
But the worst thing was..

I still loved him.
Why? I didn't know. He was such a douche, he hurt me. But the Craig.. The Craig, I spend all these years with.. He was still there, wasn't he?
My heart broke into a million pieces. It was over. Everything.
I fell onto my knees, after he left me and hugged them, sobbed into them.
I didn't know how long I lied there. I think I got a panic attack. I think, I passed out.
Yeah.. I probably did that.

• • •

I woke up in white sheets and bandages over my arms. What the hell?
I realized, I was in a hospital and I looked around. The room was small and almost completely white. Some ugly pictures and doctor things, I guess.
Who brought me in here?
I sighed and then the door opened.
It..

It was Craig.

"Tweek."
I was shaking so much and twitched more than ever. Didn't he never want to get close to me again?
He laughed:"Haha, you look so damn stupid right now. I take it back. I will come close to you again. It will be more fun like this."
He came closer to me and I flinched.
Then, he got on my bed and was now sitting on my lap.
..
Yeah.
He put his fingers around my neck.
His grip became tighter every second.
I didn't even fight back.
I deserved this.
Still, I gasped for air.
Nothing.
I felt empty.
I slowly closed my eyes.
Was this the end?

Suddenly, my eyes shot open.
I wasn't breathing normal.. Looking around, anxiously, I didn't see Craig anywhere.
Was this just a dream?
Then, I realized the weird feeling on my neck.
Around my neck, there's was a damn rope!
I also realized the small note next to me.
It said:"I hope you kill yourself with this. ~C"

Why?
Why did he do that to me?
I felt like in a horror story.
Wasn't it normally like:"Oh, I'm sorry, I don't feel the same way, but we can stay friends."?
Why was he trying to kill me?
Tears welled up in my eyes.
My best friend, my crush, Craig.
He told me, to kill myself.

I looked out of the window. It was.. Midnight, I guessed.

Perfect.

I took the sharp needles out of my body and opened the door.
Everything was dark and I was now walking in a pitch black hallway.
A horror movie, indeed.
No people, no light.
I took my phone as a flashlight and used the wall as orientation.
Finally finding the stairs, I went up to the highest floor and opened the door to freedom.
South Park was so beautiful at night.
Lights in every color flashing through the night.
The wind was refreshing. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.
I went to the edge of the building and stared down.
Would this be enough?
I wasn't ready for this.
But.. I had to.
Hyperventilating, I stepped back. Could I do that?