Secrets can bring us closer [CREEK]

[10] \ \ \I don't want to talk about it. / / / [10]

I sit down next to Craig at the normal table, Craigs' been acting off lately, he's been sad. . .I watch him as he pushes the food away and says. 'I'm not hungry.' I look at Craig and sigh. 'You have to eat eventually.' He shrugs. 'I'm just not hungry.' I ask. 'Can I talk to you.' He nods. 'Alright, babe.' I stand up and drag him off, I say. 'Craig. . . I understand all the information is hard but, you can't just cut yourself out.' 

Craig sighs. 'It's not that, babe.' I say. 'Than what is it?' He says. 'I don't want to talk about it.' I grab his arm. 'Craig.' He sighs. 'Someone caught on about it and started spilling their mouth, and now people are calling me a "faggot" and "bastard" and threatening me.' I ask. 'Who.' He asks. 'What?' I say. 'Who is threatening you?!' He says. 'It's just Cartman, nothing bad will happen to me, don't worry.' I shake my head. 'No, no one touches my Craig!' He says. 'Your Craig? I'm my own man.' I hug him. 'I just don't want to see you hurt!' 

He smiles resting his head on mine. 'I won't get hurt Tweek, if I do, you can go ballistic.' I laugh. 'Alright, Craig.' We walk back to the table and Clyde asks. 'Did you two shove tongues in each other?' I shake my head. 'No, I shoved my tongue down his throat, get it right.' Clyde laughs. 'Whatever.' Token says. 'Tomorrow night, I'm home alone. Can you guys stay over?'Clyde nods. 'Sure.' Craig looks at me and says. 'I guess.' I smile resting my head on his shoulder. 'I'll come.' 

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