The Torn Apart

Chapter 1

~{ Dipper's POV }~

I woke up in the bed I share with my sister, letting my eyes get adjusted to the lights, only to see she wasn't there. I started worrying, wondering where she could've gone, 'did she run away? No, surely not, right?' I muttered to myself, anxiety piling up in my stomach, almost covering the worry. I got up, putting some proper clothing on, then started looking for her. After about 15 minutes, I decided to go into the kitchen to get a snack because I was starving. I made my way over to the pantry to get some food, but there was Mabel, just sitting there and eating! My face relaxes but my heart is still racing as if I ran a marathon. "You okay bro bro, You're acting strange," she says, giving me a look of doubt and worry.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little jumpy" I stated tiredly and avoiding eye contact.

"Why are you so nervous Dipper?" Mabel said again but this time she was questioning why I lied. Although she didn't mention anything else, I gave in feeling guilty and well she also already knows I'm lying. While I stare at the ground I contemplate the idea of telling her the truth.

I see only the dirty floors of the dinning hall in this stupid old town orphanage. The dirt filled with many foot prints of the kids that still have goofy smiles and hope for a good future. Sadly I know my future is at a hult, the only thing happening in the near future is being registered into the Foster Care System. I'm almost certain Mabel still believes there may be hope still, however she still acts and thinks like an immature child.

"I forgot to say Happy Birthday bro bro, I know it's our last few days in the Orphanage, we'll find a happy home together and everything will be the same, you'll see!" Mabel said with the joyful, happy attitude as always. Sometimes it's quite irritating.

My heart stopped when she said those last words. Her attitude is idealistic, but how can I say anything to her, I just place a fake smile upon my face and take a deep breath,"Happy Birthday to you too, Mabel." My relief gutted me for when I said that I see Lilian, she works at the orphanage, all she did was give me a smile of pity. I grab Mabel and run out of the dining hall, I'm scared of what that smile meant. If only that old woman didn't have legs, because she was running after us. "Come back Dipper I need to talk to you and Mabel!'' She called after us, but I just kept running. I didn't turn back, I didn't stop dragging Mabel, I just kept going no stopping.

I don't want to deal with anything she had to say, I was done with all the sympathetic looks, we are 16 not 3 we don't need their looks.

"Dipper, why'd you drag me and why did you run from Sister Lilian" Mabel says, venom thick in her voice.

I can't do this all the time, protecting my sister from everyone and the truth. It's exhausting, I'm so tired of her happy go lucky attitude. I need to feel safe too, I want a life that won't be taken away from me. I scold myself for being selfish at that moment. "Fine, Mabel, do you want to go back to her and hear what she has to say?" I say sternly thinking she's still clueless which I'm right about.

"I actually do Dipper, I want to know if we have gotten adopted." she says excited without worry.

"You actually think we will still get adopted, Mabel we are now 16 and no one adopts 16-year-olds. This hope you have is a lost cause" I stated a little too aggressively but it's the truth. We WON'T get adopted, we will stay in the system for two years then we will be on our own. It's just the reality of it.

Mabel just walks out leaving me in the dingy room. I sat on the bed that we usually share... my heart breaks for I know we both wont get adopted or any type of good news.