Craig

My eyes flutter open, my head pounds like someone is on the inside hitting it with a jackhammer.

I slowly sit up, I yawn while rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. I stretch my arms out and swing my legs over the side of the bed.

I look around confused... "How did I get home?" I internally ask myself, I look over my shoulder to see Tweek sleeping peacefully.

I kiss his forehead and slowly stand trying not to wake him, I slog into the kitchen. My tired eyes feeling heavier with each step I take.

I reach for the coffee maker to make a brew, after it is done I down two cups of the caffeine rich goodness.

I sit on the couch and ponder everything that occurred last night, Tweek was angry, Clyde is in deep trouble and Token will fucking die if I see him hurt Clyde again.

I pull out my phone and text Clyde: R u ok?

He instantly replies: I'm fine, just drop it pls, I am not in the mood.

I sigh and don't bother replying, I just sit there staring at the wall with no intent whatsoever.

Tweek slowly walks into the living room, he looks at me shakes his head and moves into he kitchen.

"How did I get home last night?" I ask just before drinking the remainder of my coffee.

"I had to drag myself out of bed and pick your drunk ass up from Skeeters," Tweek replies angrily.

"Oh." I simply say rubbing my eyes, "So are you ready to talk?"

"Oh you did alot of that last night," He states.

"Fuck, what did I say?" I ask pinching the bridge of my nose.

"Well, figures you wouldn't remember," He retorts, "You said..."

He pauses making me cringe thinking about what horrible thing I said.

"You said that Token was beating Clyde and that you were going over that to kill Token then apparently sweep Clyde off his feet and ride out into he sunset."

"Oh fuck me," I say aloud.

"I'm not done, you then told me that you love me and then we came home and fucked." He says smiling slightly.

"Well I guess one good thing came from last night," I say.

"Well two things came if you know what I mean," He says laughing.

I laugh along with him, he rests his head on my shoulder before calming down, "What are you going to do about Token and Clyde?" Tweek asks.

"Clyde asked me to do nothing, absolutely nothing so that is what I am going to do," I say.

Tweeks phone begins to ring, he apologizes and walks out of the room to speak in privacy.

At the same time my phone rings, it reads Clyde in bold letters across the screen.

I instantly answer the call, "Help me," Clyde says before hanging up.

Tweek enters the living room looking down, without looking at him and I stand and begin to exit.

"Craig... I uhh" he begins but I have an urgent matter to attend to.

"Don't have time, got to go to Clyde's, see you later." I say in a rush, I bolt out the door and rush towards Clyde's house.

Third Person View

2 Minutes Earlier

Tweek closes the door of the bedroom and answers the phone, "Hello this is Tweek," the blonde says into the phone.

"Tweek, this is Hells Pass Hospital. I am sorry to say that your test results have come back positive for pancreatic cancer." The caller says.

"How long do I have?" The blonde asks.

"With early stages of this cancer there is no symptoms that is why we caught it this late, have you noticed anything like weight loss?" He asks.

"I am having trouble to eat and I have been growing thinner," Tweek says.

"Then I am sorry to say only a month or so..."
Tweek hangs up instantly without saying a word, he drops his phone to the ground. and steps out into the living room looking down at his feet.

"Craig... I uh," Tweek says before being cut off by Craig.

Tweek doesn't listen to most of what he says only hearing the name, "Clyde."

Craig leaves the house leaving Tweek there with his thoughts, his legs begin to buckle as he falls to the ground.

He holds his knees tight to his chest as he begins to sob... his eyes grow puffy as he slowly drifts to sleep.