Trigger Warnings: Emotional shit. Also swearing

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Craig

November 7th, 12:37pm. Thursday.

Today had been the seventh of November, five days since me and Tweek had became friends. I don't know why but I acted differently around Tweek than I did my other friends. I felt the need to be...nicer to him and protect him for some weird reason. I was convinced it was my weird teen hormones.

At school, I had left my homophobic friends and went back to hanging out with Token and Clyde. It took them a while to convince them I was a decent person again but they eventually excepted me again.

As for those homophobic kids? I think they stopped caring about being total dicks to gay kids after I left them. They seemed to be stuck without someone to guide them.

As for me, I was bittersweet about leaving my popularity behind. I would miss being on top of the school but if that would have meant me being a homophobic idiot, then I was glad to have been a normal middle school student again. I also had decided to remain in the closet for now. So far the only one who had known was Tweek since I trusted him with my secret. I would tell my other friends soon enough, but the memory of my parents completely hating me after I told them had scarred me so I was quite hesitant about telling anyone.

That Wednesday, I walked through the halls, reminding my own business when I noticed that everyone had been surprisingly quite. As I walked past other students, I couldn't help but feel like everyone was glaring at me. Why was everyone glaring at me? I decided to ignore it. I don't give a shit about what people think of me.

But that all changed once I had approached my locker. My eyes widened as I looked at the locker before me with the word 'FAG' sloppily spray painted across it. I rubbed my eyes to assure I wasn't crazy. But I wasnt. The word 'fag' had been written on what had been my locker.

I spun around to look at the crowd of students from behind me. Some were giggling, others looked terrified for what I might do.

How...how the fuck did they find out!?

"What are you all staring at!?" I screamed to get them to walk away. It worked and everyone anxiously began to remind their own business.

I felt the phone in my pocket buzz as I took it out. I looked at the screen and noticed it had been a message from Tweek.

Tweek: Craig...you should really see this.
Tweek: People from around school have been sharing this photo:
<photo>

I couldn't believe the picture that Tweek had sent me. My eyes widened at the sight of it. It was me and Tweek in that closet from the party...kissing.

Then it hit me.

WHO THE FUCK WOULD PUT A CAMERA IN THEIR CLOSET!?

Rich people, I guess.

Anyway...

I couldn't believe it. This photo had somehow leaked to the students of this school and had now been passed around, showing absolutely everyone that I was, in fact, homosexual.

I had been outed.

Tweek

"How many times have we told your kind to back off!" Screamed the bigger teen, standing above me.

Tears threatened to fall down my face, "Pl-Please, I– GAH– I'm sorry! Get away from me!"

I shrieked as the other one kicked my side, causing me to wince.

Ever since that photo of me and Craig leaked, students from around the school had been tormenting me like crazy. Normally I would be able to fight back against them. After all, I had taken up boxing classes when I was younger for self defense. But these two kids were like none I had ever encountered. They appeared to be two freshman, both about a foot taller than me. Both were decently muscular and most likely on the football team so I was completely useless against them.

"GAH! ST-STOP! LEAVE ME ALONE!" I screamed. I stood up and tried to charge at one of them but they were too strong. One shoved me to the ground, resulting in some major scrapes on my arms. I winced as they kicked at me.

I had never felt so utterly weak and alone. No one was there to help me. No one was there to tell me how to beat these two. I just lied there, useless as these two bullies desperately tried to hurt me. And it had been working.

"HEY! FUCK OFF MY TWEEK!" Shouted a familiar voice. I opened my eyes and looked over to see a kid in blue. Craig.

The taller one scoffed, "Or what? You'll kick our asses? Save the damsel in destress? We don't think so, pal."

"I don't care, just don't touch him!"

"Aww, upset about your boyfriend getting a boo-boo?"

Craig had charged at the two, attempting to try to reach their level of strength, but he couldn't. Craig was no match for these two freshman. He threw a few punches here and there but it was not enough. The two threw him to the ground a few feet away from me and kicked at him the same way they had done so to me. After they were satisfied with our beating, they walked away, laughing at our defeat.

Craig and I lied on the ground next to each other, completely out of breath. Craig looked beat up pretty bad, but was pretty similar to me. He had a dark bruise on his left cheek and many other cuts and bruises along his arms. He had wiped his mouth to rid of slight trickle of blood which had escaped from it. He chuckled, "S-Sorry I couldn't save you." He coughed a few times.

"No, it's fine." I said. "Now I feel like less of a weakling now that they got to you, too. Nngh...no offense." I said

He grinned. "None taken." He said, "Are you okay?"

I pondered about it. I was in pain. "No. You?"

"No."

We laughed through the pain and helped each other up from off the ground. I took his hand in order to stand up but my legs were pretty wobbly from being so scared earlier. I fell into Craig's arms.

"Oof." I said as my face hit his chest. He had caught me in his arms and held me securely. I looked up at him, with him looking down at me.

"Hey." He said with the smile I had absolutely loved on him.

"Hi."

I don't know why, but neither of us pulled apart. It was as if his arms had meant to be held around me like this. It felt nice. Even though we had just been defeated by those assholes, I still felt safe being held in his arms, like no one could ever come between us.

"OH, HAMBURGERS!" Screamed a voice, causing me and Craig to pull away, "WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU TWO!?"

Butters and Kenny had been standing there, starring at our bruised up bodies.

Me and Craig exchanged a look.

"Huh, I didn't know you two liked it rough." Kenny said with a wink. The two of us blushed as Butters exploded with rage.

"KENNY, NOW IS NOT THE TIME! LOOK AT THEM!" Butters ran up to us, frantically wanting to know what happened to us.

"We were getting harassed by these two bullies. Not a big deal, though." Said Craig, smoothly.

"That looks pretty bad, Craig." Said Kenny as he examined us, "We should probably tell someone about this."

Aw heck this was fun to write. I forgot how fun fanfiction writing is! I'm honestly tempted to draw out some scenes from this book.

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