My Angel- Tweeters- Chp 1

                                                  ~`*My Angel*`~
                                                          chp. 1

"Tweek, can I ask you something?" My friend Butters asked me as we sat on my couch watching TV.

"U-um, ya!" Butters was looking at his feet with a sad expression. Butters and I had become very close friends over the past few years.

"Why can't you leave Craig?" My heart ached at the sound of Craig's name.

"Wh-what do you mean?" I hesitated to ask. Butters shot his head up and still had a pained expression on his face.

"You know what!" I stayed silent and looked at my own feet now.

"Th-that's the thing… I don't know why… I want to leave him, but my body won't let me break it off!" Butters still looked at me with a pained expression with a hint of confusion now. "I mean… I hate it… I still love him! I hate that I love him!" It was true. I loved Craig Tucker more than anyone in the world! The thing was, I hated that I loved him so god damn fucking much! Butters didn't care at all when I told him I was dating Craig, or more so, bi for the matter. He told me he was bi as well, but I wasn't as surprised as I should have been. Craig was currently my boyfriend. At first, our relationship seemed like a dream; so perfect in every way, and it was dreamy whenever he kissed and had sex with me. Now, I just seemed… not so heavenly-like. I enjoyed the kisses and sex, no doubt, but… I just don't know how to describe it. I seemed to realize that I started to hate loving him, when he started getting more physical and rough with me. I wouldn't say it was abuse, because he doesn't hit or punch me. He just started getting very rough in sex and doesn't bother to prepare me, and does it very hard! It made me bleed one time, but I don't think he noticed.

"Tweek… I honestly think this is going to turn into abuse!" Butters almost sounded pleading.

"Abuse… That's not happening right now…"

"But I think it will!"

"If it does, I will definitely break up with him! I just… I don't have the courage to break up with him…" Butters sat silently and looked at me with very sorrowful look. I stayed silent as well. The silence was awkward, and it was growing with every passing minute.

"OH SWEET JESUS! Tweek, I'm sorry, but I was supposed to be home 10 minutes ago!" I looked at the clock and it read 10:10 Pm.

"Oh! Sorry Butters! I'll see you later then!" As Butters walked to the door, he smiled at me and waved before He closed the door and left. I felt sad now that he was gone. I felt lonely. I continued to stay there, staring at the television. I was bored and my parents were already asleep in bed. I could tell because I heard my father snoring. I wish Butters didn't have to leave so early; I always enjoyed his company! We also seemed to have a lot of fun and he is also super nice! I felt my back pocket vibrate. I slipped my phone out, and flipped it open.

"Hello?"

"Hey." It was Craig. My smile on my face disappeared.  

"Hi."

"Can I come over?" I hesitated to say anything. Before I could think, my lips moved on their own.

"Yeah, sure. My parents are asleep though."

"mmm… come over to mine then." I heard the other side of the line go dead. He didn't even bother to say good bye. That hurt. He just expects me to come over there! He didn't even wait to here my response! How does he know I wasn't just going to stay right here on my coach and ignore him?
Well, I guess he doesn't have to worry because my body moved off the coach, rejecting what my will truly wanted to do; stay home and not be with Craig. I slipped on a jacket and a scarf and quietly opened my front door so I wouldn't wake my parents. I walked down my snow covered sidewalk down to Craig's house. The walk didn't take too long, considering the walk only took a few minutes because this town was so god damn small! I reached Craig's house and paused on his door step. I sighed once, and knocked quietly on the door. In a heart beat, the door opened and Craig stood in the door way. A smirk crept up his face.

"Hey babe!" He said in his usual cool voice.

"Hey…" Craig grabbed my hand, and led me inside his house. He closed his door, and embraced me. We locked our lips together in a short kiss. "So, um, why did you invite me over?"

"I was bored, and I missed you!" He gave a warm smile. I gave a small smile back to him. He walked over to the coach, and I followed. I sat down next to Craig, and he pulled me closer. He was apparently watching family guy. Craig rested his head on my shoulder. "You know, I really did miss you!" He whispered into my ear, in a sexy tone. It sent shivers up and down my spine! I felt his warm breath over my cheek, and then his warm, moist lips were pressed against it. His kisses traveled down to my neck, then down to my collar bone. He slowly lay down on the coach, with me underneath him. I didn't want to do this right now. I couldn't think of a good excuse not to though.

"C-Craig, what about your parents?"

"It's alright, they are asleep."

"B-But we might wake them!"

"We'll just be quiet then!" God damn it!

"Craig! No!" He didn't say anything, he just continued, and started unbuttoning my shirt buttons. "Craig!! Stop!" He didn't stop. "CRAIG!!" I pushed his chest back, and he then sat back.

"What?"

"I said stop! Why did you stop?"

"… I didn't want to…" That made me angry.

"God damn it, Craig!"

"Tweek, chill, it's ok, I'll sto-"

"No it's not ok," I interrupted him; "You haven't been paying attention to my feelings lately!" Craig stayed silent. "I don't want to have sex now!" That last statement made Craig a little agitated.

"Why not?"

"Because of exactly what you are doing! You haven't been paying attention to my feelings, you have been A LOT more rough with me lately-"

"-Tweek-"

"You didn't notice that the last time we did it I bled, you call me up late at night-"

"-Tweek!"

"Then you hang up on me, not even bothering to here a reply!!"

"-TWEEK!"

"You know, I think you only called me over here so you could just get your problems out by having sex with me!! OH! And not to mention-"

"-GOD DAMN IT TWEEK! SHUT UP!" I felt and immediate pain on my right cheek and in my side. It hurt like hell!! I sat frozen, still processing what just happened. I glanced at Craig, whom had a raised hand. Craig… just slapped me and punched me in the side! Really hard too! I sat frozen, wide-eyed. I leaned over and held my side and I fought back tears. I didn't know what to say. More like I couldn't say anything, because the pain was too great! Craig realized what he had just done. "T-Tweek…I…" I quickly got off the coach as Craig extended his arm out to me, afraid he was going to hurt me again. Craig just abused me, right? Craig frowned. "You're afraid of me now, just because of a little slap and punch?" Little? This was going to leave a bruise! He walked forward towards me. I swiftly turned and ran to the door. I opened it, and ran out of his house. I honestly didn't know what to do! Should I have run? It seemed as if Craig was going to hurt me again! I didn't want to go home, because I was sure I was going to cry my eyes out once I got there, and I surely would wake my parents. I continued running until Craig's house was out of sight, then I slowed, and stopped, and then my side started throbbing. I hurt like hell! I tried so hard to fight back my forming tears, but it was burning my eyes! I kept walking in the direction I was going. This direction would eventually reach Butters' house! I got my phone out and sent him a text saying I would be at his house in a minute. I put my phone back into my back pocket. I saw Butters' house, and reached his door step shortly after. I quietly knocked on his door, and gave in to the throbbing, and slid down against the door. A few seconds after, Butters slowly opened the door. His face turned to pure shock and fear once he looked down at me.

"T-Tweek! Oh my God! Are you ok?" Butters kneeled down next to me, with his hands on my shoulders.

"Gnngh! B-Butters…I… " I couldn't finish my sentence. Instead, I let out into cries and sobs! My side hurt every time I let out a sob! I could tell Butters was utterly confused! I wrapped my arms around his waist and hugged him in a desperate attempt for cheering up. Butters hesitated, but hugged me back.

"Tweek? W-what's wrong?"

"I- gngh- c-crai- sob- I-I-I-I dunno what t-to do!"

"Tweek, calm down, breath! Deep breath!" I took a few deep breaths and exhaled slowly, which was killing my side.

"C-Craig… called me… to go to his house… I went over and he wouldn't listen! H-He hurt me!" I could tell by the look on his face, that he was still very confused.

"Wait! Craig hurt you? He wouldn't listen??"

"He-he punched me in the side, and slapped my face. He wanted to have sex, but wouldn't listen to me! I didn't want to! S-so we fought, and he physically hurt me.

"Tweek…" Butters held me in his arms, comforting me like a parent would do to a child. He hugged me tighter against his warm body out in that frigid night. This felt so nice. So comforting… so… arousing… I know Butters wouldn't mention anything about Craig at the moment. He didn't want to upset me even more! He really was one of the nicest people I have ever met. I let out a squeak once Butters tightened his grip around my injured side. He immediately loosened his grip, and looked at me in question.

"Th-that's wear it hurts!" Butters gave me a look of grief and helped me on my feet.

"Come inside! Let me look at the injuries." Butters held onto one of my sides, and walked me into his house. We walked into the dark kitchen, and I leaned against a counter. "Why don't you sit on top of the counter?" Butters offered. I did as he suggested. "Where does it hurt again?" I laid my hand gently on the area where it hurt. "Can you lift up your shirt?" I lifted up my shirt. Butters' eye's widened. He covered his mouth with his hand. "Oh, God!" I looked down at the area. I felt my stomach turn as I looked at the huge, 6-8 inches of purple and red. It was disgusting looking. I quickly pulled my shirt back down so I wouldn't have to look at that repulsing injury. Butters looked at me in complete sadness and fright. "Oh, Tweek! Your cheek is purple too!" I wanted to burst out crying again, but I couldn't. I guess I used up all the tears I had when Butter's was holding me. The look on Butters' face made me want to cry as well. I grabbed his face in my hands and put my thumbs on either side of his mouth and pulled them up.

"S-Smile! I don't like to see you with that expression!" I rested my hands on his shoulders, and he gave me a soft, pathetic smile.

"I wish I could smile! You have no idea how much those marks make me feel! They make me feel so sad!" I was taken back by what Butters said, but smiled at him.

"Thanks Butters!" I wish he knew how much his friendship knew to me. If I didn't have Butters, I have no idea what I would do! We were silent for a few seconds.

"I think we should get some ice on that so it won't be as bad tomorrow." I nodded and Butters went to his fridge, even thought I would much rather be wrapped up in a blanket, sitting by a fireplace, with a hot coffee in my hands… or in Butters' arms… I blushed. In Butters' arms?? "Here!" Butters handed me an ice pack wrapped in a towel.

"Thanks!" I put the pack on my bruise and shivered. I felt so cold. "C-can I stay here?"

"Of course! I'm not letting you out of this house at this time, in your condition!" I smiled. "Hey, um, I'm going to get you a blanket!" I watched him as he walked out of the kitchen and into the family room and grabbed a comforter from a closet. He walked back in and handed it to me, he helped me wrap it around myself, and get off the counter. I couldn't tell why my face was so hot. Was it from being injured and having a comforter and ice pack on me, or Butters' face being so close to mine with an arm around my waist for support? Why would I be blushing because on Butters though? He helped me to the family room, and to the fire place. Butter's searched for the key that turned it on. He found it, and stuck it in the key hole, while turning. I felt the roaring, and hot fire against my cool skin. This felt like heaven. "I'm going to get a blanket for myself!" I nodded with my eyes half open, while I lay against the fire place. Butters came back bundled in a blanket and sat on the coach close to mine. I couldn't fall asleep. I felt almost… excited for some reason. I stayed awake until I heard Butters light snoring, which sounded more like heavy breathing. I wondered how I really was going to handle this. I needed to break up with Craig! For some reason, my body hurt at the thought. I didn't know how I was going to face him tomorrow. Yet, did I really need to face him tomorrow? I glanced at Butters. The fire glow on his face made it look like he was actually glowing. He looked like an angel! Something clicked in my mind. Was Butters my angel? The angel that saves me from a terrible state? I didn't need to answer that, because I knew the answer. My eye lids were getting heavier, and heavier. Before I completely closed my eyes, I muttered something.

"Thanks Butters." And I fell asleep.