No ones pov
Sitting on the couch by the window in his room, bloody razor in hand, 17 year old Dipper Pines decided he was done. Done with the looks his Grunkles and sister gave him when he tried to explain to them that what happened was true. Done with the pain that his past brought, that he brought. And he was done with living in a world that just couldn't seem to bring a smile to his face anymore, not even the forest he was looking at gave him the thrill it used to.
He looked down at his lap to see the suicide note he had written only 10 minutes ago for his family.
"Maybe now they'll believe me..." He thought, watching as the blood from the small cut on his wrist dropped onto the paper, because he had not yet got the courage to cut deep enough to end everything.
Dipper was waiting, waiting for something, anything, to stop him from what he was about to do.
Everyone in his family was home, unaware of what was going on upstairs, or maybe they just didn't care. He sat by the window because maybe someone would see him, maybe even care enough to stop him.
But no one did... that is until Bill Cipher appeared.
The two had become quite good friends since Bill returned with a new and unfairly attractive human body. Within the past two years Bill had learned how to be a human, he even got his own place close to the mystery shack. Why? Because he was in love with Dipper, but Dipper had a boyfriend, a boy a year older than him named Carter.
Bill knew Dipper wasn't happy with Carter, the bruises he used to try and hide were proof enough, but Dipper would always deny it, put on a fake smile, and blame it on his clumsiness saying to forget about it.
Was he scared? Did he think Carter loved him? Did he love Carter?
These thoughts would constantly run through Bills mind. He tried everything to get Dipper away from Carters abuse, all he wanted was to help him, but Dipper would never accept it.
One day though, he did. He came to Bills small, one person house at nearly 2am crying, a sight Bill had seen too many times from watching him. But this was different, because Carter had gone farther than just a hit. Dipper stood in front of Bill with red eyes still shedding tears like he had been crying for hours, his wrist had marks on them as if he'd been tied up, and the look he gave told Bill the whole story-
Carter had raped him.
Since that incident Bill and Dipper only got closer, but still remained platonic. When no one believed what happened to Dipper, Bill took care of Carter himself and let Dipper assume Carter just got bored with him and left.
Bill thought Dipper would be happy now that he was gone, and he was, but that did not change the fact that Dipper now felt broken beyond repair. He would never let anyone get closer to him than a simple friend, even if he wanted more. Dipper never trusted anyone anymore, he would distance himself from everyone and anyone who tried to help, because how could they? They either didn't understand or they would only hurt him more.
So when Bill finally confessed his feelings for Dipper, to which Dipper felt the same, he only ran away. Bill may have been his best friend, he may have wanted more too, but how could he trust Bill or anyone not to do the same as Carter did? How could he even be in another relationship in his fragile state?
Which brings us to why Dipper was sitting on the couch by the window with a razor and a suicide note. Bill had just confessed nearly an hour ago, but his mind told him it wasn't real, told him that Bill just wanted to do the same if not more to Dipper as Carter did. Bill loves seeing pain, and the best way to really see that is to get close to someone and break them with the truth that it was all fake.
When Dipper looked over he saw a distressed Bill who couldn't decided whether to look at Dippers wrist, the note, or Dipper himself. He couldn't believe what he was seeing, his Pinetree trying to leave and never come back. His Pinetree in so much more pain than he could have ever realized.
The lack of emotion on Dippers face showed how little he cared about anything anymore, he didn't look guilty for being walked in on about to kill himself, he didn't break down seeing the pain he caused Bill, because to him Bill was faking, and even if he wasn't, he would eventually get tired and leave Dipper for someone who didn't look and act like a broken mess.
Immediately Bill poofed away the note and razor, practically knocking Dipper over when he ran towards him to embrace him in a hug, to which Dipper did not give back. He wasn't falling for it.
"Dipper why would you do this to yourself?" And why didn't I notice? Bill asked, motioning to Dippers wrist with multiple scars. He then looked up to see Dipper crying silently, not daring to look at Bill.
"Why are you doing this to me?" Dipper silently asked. Bill was confused.
"Why are you making me feel this way? Why do you need to hurt me? I'm damaged enough." His voice cracked at the end of that statement, finally looking at Bill, more angry than sad.
"WHY WOULD YOU MAKE ME LOVE YOU?! I WANTED TO KEEP MY DISTANCE BILL! IM FRAGILE, IM GOING TO BREAK! SO ANSWER ME! WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?!" Dipper broke down after he yelled that, almost falling off the couch before Bill caught him and held him tight.
"Pinetree I love you, so much more than you could ever realize. Please just let me in, let me help you..." He whispered into Dippers ear trying to get him to calm down, as he was trashing in Bills arms trying to get out, trying to keep his heart closed. He can't let Bill in, Bill can't help him, no one can.
Dipper finally got out of Bills grasp and attempted to run to the door before Bill got ahold of him again. At this point he knew trying to hit and kick Bill would not get him anywhere, as he was being held even tighter than before and he barely escaped then. He slowly stopped and accepted Bills hug, but still not hugging back.
"Bill, I-I can't... I'm too broken Bill..." he whispered, voice still cracking from the crying.
"It's ok Pinetree, it's ok I'm here, I promise you, I'm here." Dipper relaxed a little more into Bills touch, almost leaning into it. He could feel his heart slowly opening up to Bill, almost like a locket.
Bill began drawing triangles on Dippers arm to make Dipper feel more safe, more loved.
"Bill..." Dipper whispered, as if getting ready to say something, but not sure of what to say.
"You're ok Dipper, I'm right here." Bill said, he needed Dipper to know he was not alone, he needed to Dipper to stay with him.
"I'm delicate... please don't break me..." Bill only turned Dipper around and hugged him tighter.
"I won't." Bill promised. "Ever." And he meant it.
