Broken Home

Back to School

A/N hello readers, this is my first fanfic ever. I know it's depressing but I'm a depressing person, still I hope you enjoy. BTW in this everyone is in higher school.

"Damnit Tweek what did I tell you about leaving your shit every where!" My dad slurred. He stood up rather wobbly, and you could tell that he has darken too much
"I-I'm sorrry dad. GAH! P-ple-please don't hurt me!" I cower behind the couch.
"Don't worry Tweek I'm *hic* not gonna hurt you. Instead imma leave you! Do you know why you little Bitch!"
I look up with tears in my eyes
"N-no sir" he grins evilly at me
"Because *hic* you're a piece of shit that no one, not even I could love. *hic* You're just a mistake and all you do is mess up everything!" He walks over to me and back hands my cheek. I cry out while I reach for the side of my face after feeling to sudden sting. He grips onto my hair and yanks so that I'm looking at him.
"Are you just so much of a pussy that you can't take a simple slap?!" I collapse to the ground as he knees me in the gut. "Now I'm even more ashamed of you, and I thought that that was impossible"
He turns around and walks into his room. I lay still for what felt like forever while crying my eyes out. I didn't come to my senses until I heard the door open and slam shut. Finally I heard my dads car start up, and I knew that I was alone, probably for the rest of my life.

-

I woke up and looked around my room.
'That dream again' I thought to myself while rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. I forced myself out of bed once I realized that it was Monday, and I had school.

I haven't gone to school once since my dad left me, and you might be wondering, 'what about your mom' well she died. She commuted suicide when she realized that I was too much to deal with. Her words. That's why my dad started hating me and drinking. He blamed me for her death, which it was.

Anyway, I haven't been to school for three weeks, and I'm still not ready to go back, the only problem is that Clyde texted me saying that if I didn't show up today he would come over to my house to figure out what's wrong.

Now that may not sound that bad to you, but I don't want anyone to know what has happened to my family. I don't want their pity or their help. I can do it myself.

I finally got dressed and poured some coffee into my thermos and I out the door I went.

I passed where the old Tweak's Bros. was, and I felt my heart clench at all the good memories I had there. Since mom and dad were the owners, and their gone now, Tweak's Bros. got shut down, but luckily no one has questioned it.

I was finally able to tear my eyes away from the once bustling coffee shop and continued on my way to school.

I refuse to take the bus, because I don't want to deal with everyone asking me questions, so I just walk the whole way in silence, except for the music playing in my headphones.

By the time I reach the doors to another hell all my energy is already sapped and I'm ready to just climb back into bed. I take a deep breath and open the doors.

It seems as though everything just becomes quiet while people just stare at me. 'Oh god what did I do!' 'DID SOME OF THE BRUISES NOT HEAL YET!' 'ACK TOO MUCH PRESSURE!!!'

Even though I start yelling in my head, I keep my face stoic, keep my head down, and just keep walking until I reach my locker.

Luckily ever since I stayed home for three weeks, I've some how gotten my twitching and spazzing under control. 'Probably cause you have a new way to deal with stress' i sigh while listening to myself. It's true I do have a new way to deal with it, and it just works better. I think while pulling on my sleeve.

Suddenly I'm pulled out of my thoughts after hearing someone shouting my name.

"TWEEEEK!!!!" I turn around only to feel arms wrap tightly around my waste and pick me up.

"OMG TWEEK WE MISSED YOU SO MUCH!" Clyde cried out while drawing EVEN MORE attention to us. I sigh and just pat his head.

"It's ok Clyde I'm here now there's no need to freak out" he  grabs my shoulders and stares into my blank eyes.

"OMG Tweek you didn't stutter, like at all. TOKEN GET OVER HERE SOMETHINGS WRONG WITH OUR BABY!" I pry his hands off of me by the time Token comes over with our other friends Craig. He used to be my closest friend, but right now I don't want nor need any friends.

"Clyde calm down wha-" Token stops talking and looks at me. "Tweek, dude I can't believe you're back. Are you ok? Were you hurt? Did you take care of yourself?" I sigh knowing that Token's motherly side is coming out, so I decide to just cut him off.

"Yes Token don't worry I'm fine." Everyone freezes and looks at me in confusion.

"SEE TOKEN SOMETHINGS WRONG WITH OUR BABY!" Clyde yells while crying and clinging onto me. I just roll my eyes and look at the other two. Token is staring at Clyde with a very annoyed look, and Craig is looking right at me, so of course, we end up making eye contact.

"Dude you're not stuttering, what happened." Craig asked, of course no showing any emotions. I just look at all of them, while the Clyde and Token have expectant looks in their eyes.

"I don't know I guess I just got over how stupid I was being." I say nonchalantly while I just walk away to my first class, leaving the three of them in shock.