Suicide Squad (Billdip au)

Chapter 8

(Dipper pov)

I grab his hand as he pulls me up into the helicopter. I hug him tightly as he hugs me back and spins me around making me laugh. He sets me down again and looks down at me. "I missed you, my sweet little Pinetree."

"I missed you too, Puddin." He cups my cheek with one hand, his other hand tracing the tattoos on my thigh.

He leans down to kiss me but just before our lips meet something makes the helicopter shake. I nearly fall out but he grabs me and pulls me close to his chest. I cling to his black vest as I follow his gaze outside and see another helicopter, probably the one that actually came for Walker. "Fuck, these people just won't let up."

"W-What are we going to do?" I look up at him as he keeps his arm around me tightly. He looks down and I follow his gaze seeing we're losing altitude and a roof is right under us.

"We jump. At this height we'll just have a few scrapes but we'll survive." He let's go of me and holds out his hand to me. "Do you trust me?"

I grasp his hand with no hesitation. "Always and forever." Before we can jump though, Walker's helicopter fires a rocket at ours. The impact makes us both lose balace and I fall out of the helicopter, Bill's hand slipping from mine as he falls back into the helicopter. I land on the roof and roll onto my feet feeling myself bruised and scraped up both otherwise unharmed. I look up seeing the helicopter on fire as it continues falling past the building. "No no no no!" I  scream as I run to the edge of the building. I just got him back, I can't have him take away from me again! I get to the edge as I see his helicopter crash to the ground a few streets over. "Bill!"

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I sit ontop of a car, the rain and my sobbing ruining my makeup but I don't care anymore. I rip off my choker, looking at it before throwing it as far as I can. This world isn't fucking fair. I tried playing nice and living by societies rules but I would just end up alone and unhappy. So when I finally do things my own way and achieve happiness it gets takes away from me. I hug my knees to my chest, ignoring the pain from my bruises and scrapes. "Dipper?"

I look back to see Flag and everyone else except for Walker make their way towards me. I hurridly try to wipe away my tears and put on a fake smile. "Did ya miss me?"

Flag kind of just rolls his eyes as Deadshot helps me off the car. "I'm....I'm sorry about....you know...."

I look to the ground as he says this, knowing I can't look him in the eyes. "Thanks, for not shooting me." He hands me my bat back and we follow Flag to a crashed helicopter. I know it isn't Bill's because there are these black smudges like those things we've been fighting all night.

"Damn. Come on."

As everyone continues walking I stay put. "No."

They all turn to look at me. "What?"

"I said no. I'm....I'm not fucking doing this anymore."

"If you don't then-"

"Then you'll blow my head up, I know. Then just go ahead and fucking do it, because I am not helping that bitch and I am done listening to you. You have done nothing but lie to us all night. I know that we are crazy and killers and just plain super fucking fucked up, but we are not fucking morons. Whatever is happening here isn't normal, and your lies got the only person I have killed."

"Dipper-"

"No! You don't get it! He was all I had! My sister is an alcoholic and drug addict who has been in and out of rehab since high school and she hates me! My mom always takes her side and hasn't spoken to me since I was first arrested! My dad hasn't tried to call or written to me since I got put in that facility! The only person I had was Bill, and you took him away from me! So go to fucking hell because I am fucking done with this bullshit!"