Chapter 12 - Broken Harmonies

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Dipper's Perspective

"Mason, get here." I look back, fear in my eyes. "I said..GET HERE!"

I can feel myself shaking, my fingernails deep in Bill's arms, "Sorry, I didn't realise.." I pull my arms away, suddenly to be grabbed by the neck, and thrown backwards.
"I TOLD YOU. GET HERE." Feeling weak, defeated, I crawl over to the door, looking down at the now muddy carpet.

Naive, so naive, stupid child. Why should you stay here anyway? He only wants to use you. Like everyone, everything.
He doesn't love you, he doesn't need you.

No one does.

I look up, staring directly into Bill's eyes. A soft, calming blue. Beautiful, matching his complexion.
Wait what? Huh?
I awkwardly smile at him, mouthing 'Im sorry.' I look away, regretting giving in to Ford. I hate him, I really do. I just don't know how to tell him.

"Pinetree? Are you alright?" My head is tilted upwards a little, to meet his face.
I think I love him.

Again, I look away, seeing Ford in shock, but I avert my eyes, looking back at Bill.
Clear, blue eyes, messy, two-tone hair, comforting smile.
God he's gorgeous...

"Pinetree?" I snap back to reality, "You there?" A look of concern removes his smile. "Mhm, I'm fine." I bring my hands up to his face, stretching out his mouth, trying to get him to smile.
It works, of course.
I bury my head into his chest, inhaling his scent.

But more people, around 7, maybe more, burst into my room.

I look back to Bill, asking, "What's going on?"

..
This chap was totes not a vent.
'specially that one paragraph.

Anyway Bai!

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