I ask. 'What's embarrassing that you can hide?' Tweek shakes his head. 'Nothing!' I sigh. 'What's wrong with it?' Tweek shakes his head again. 'Nothing is wrong with me!' I put my hands up. 'I never said that. . .but tell me, please.'

Tweek says quickly. 'You tell me first!' I sit up. '. . .Fine.' Tweeks eyes shot open as I stand up pulling my shirt up slowly. . .Tweek nods feeling where my warnings are. . .I feel tears start falling out my eyes as I mutter. 'Please don't hate me.'

Tweek turns me around quickly hugging me. 'Craig. . .I can't hate you, ok? I don't care about them, they're apart of you and I care about you.' I nod as he looks up at me. 'Don't cry, ok? I care about you and that's not going to change.' I nod hugging him tighter. 'I was really scared that you were going to lose you. . .'

Tweek shakes his head. 'Craig. You're not going to. Ok? I. Care. About. You. Sooooo. Much.' I nod as I ask. 'What is yours?' Tweek says grabbing my hands. 'I'll show you this because you just showed me yours. . .but you're the only person besides my parents who have seen it.' I nod looking him in the eyes.

He turns around pulling down his pants slightly as I see "OVERLY ATTACHED" in the middle of his ass. . .I look closer, running my finger over it to feel scars on it. . .I ask. 'Why are there scars?' Tweek answers. 'I was in a draining relationship and it was very abusive emotionally and physically. . .and I just, he was such a bad guy. . .but I loved him with every bit of me, I was even sad after he broke up with me, so I got really annoyed at how I was so "over attached" to people and how much it hurt. . .and I started scratching at it wanting it off. . .I got under the skin with my nails alone.'

I grab his hands to see he doesn't even have fingernails anymore. . .I ask. 'Do you have to chop your nails out of fear that you'll do it again or something?' Tweek sighs. 'My parents are worried that I'll get under it and tear it off so they cut my nails even when a little white starts showing.'

I quickly hug him as he hides in my chest, I pull his pants up for him and say rubbing his upper back. 'I'm sorry to hear that. . .I really am, I hate that it happened to you.' He looks up at me as I see that he was balling his eyes out in my chest. . .I pull him closer and whisper. 'Tweek! Stop! You're too cute to be crying.'

He rolls his eyes smiling a bit. 'Craig. . .' I sit down and ask. 'Can you tell me how it works for you?' He nods sitting down next to me. 'Well, I have a crush on this guy and whenever I don't see him I get instantly worried about him, and I start freaking out, I'll even cry, regardless if he's just a minute late. . . I just get way too attached to people, WAY too attached. . .and I don't like it. When I was in the relationship he cheated so much, and when he was never noticed. But when he wasn't and we would hang out and he was 30 seconds late, I'd think he was dead, cheating, gotten abducted. Not even with romantic relationships! I'll freak out if Clyde gets a fucking cut on his leg!'

I hug him quickly. 'It shows that you care.' Tweek says sadly. 'I don't want to care so much for the wrong people! I would have died for him! And he used to hit me! He used to say such fucked up shit to me to control me! And I would have died for him!' I rub his back. 'You're not with him anymore. . .' He looks at me grabbing my collar. 'I would die for you.'

I nod. 'I would die for you too Tweek.' He lets go of my collar. 'I just! I can't understand why!' I grab his hands and say. 'How about, we go out do some stuff to get your mind off of things and then we can talk about tonight when you're calm.' Tweek nods hugging me quickly. 'Thank you, Craig. . .'

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