The Bet

Day 5, Part 3

Craig felt terrible leaving Tweek alone like this, but he really needed to see his best friend. So when Tweek parked outside of Clyde's house, he left without another word to him.

Before Craig could even knock on the door, Clyde was already there leaning against it. "I've noticed you've been hanging out with Tweek a lot recently."

Craig stared blankly in shock, "yeah, good to see you too," he said sarcastically.

"Craig, I'm serious, it's weird for you."

"What? Am I not allowed to have any other friends?"

"I'm not saying that. I'm just confused okay?"

"What's there to be confused about?"

"Let's go to my room first." Craig nodded and then he was being led to Clyde's room. The best way to describe his bedroom was organized chaos, everything was everywhere, but that was somehow its place.

Craig took a seat on a spare bean bag while Clyde opted for his bed. "You've never hung out with Tweek before, why are you suddenly starting now?"

Craig thought about telling Clyde about the bet, but Craig's pride was getting in the way. Why does Clyde think it's so weird for them to hang out? It's none of his business anyway. "He's a cool guy once you get to know him."

"I know, I'm just confused as to why you know that."

Craig wanted to scream in frustration. "He was the cashier at the place I get my cigarettes, we chatted, and he seemed cool."

Clyde narrowed his eyes at Craig in thought. He was probably seeing if it was a lie or not, thankfully Craig was good at lying. "I just don't want Tweek to get hurt."

Clyde saying that sparked something in Craig. "Why would I hurt him? Just because we're talking more doesn't mean I'm some sort of manipulative asshole that's going to take advantage of him."

Clyde sighed, "you're right, I'm sorry, I should have given you the benefit of the doubt."

"Why do you care so much about Tweek anyway?"

Clyde looked down, suddenly fascinated with his shoelaces, "it's complicated, and it's not my place to say."

Craig was really starting to get frustrated with being left in the dark, "but why isn't it your place to say? What the hell are you not telling me?"

"Craig, you know I don't like keeping secrets from you, but trust me I can't tell you if you really want to know you need to ask Tweek."

Craig wanted to ask more but he knew it was in vain so instead he stood up and said, "now if you're done interrogating me, let's do what I came here to do, play some call of duty.

Clyde grinned, "you're on."

They played on the x-box until it was dark. Craig was planning on heading home but realized he had no car and had a sprained ankle, so he ended up just staying the night. Clyde didn't bother asking his dad since his dad treated Craig like his own son.

Right before Craig fell asleep though, he thought about something that would haunt him tomorrow. I am some sort of manipulative asshole that's going to take advantage of Tweek."