Loving A Psychopath (Billdip) Gravity Falls

26: Hold Me

Mabel's POV

I woke up with a throbbing headache.

I groaned softly, my throat closing up and become extremely hoarse. I took in a large amount of air, reaching to touch my head only to realize my arms were bound behind my back. I whimpered at the pain, but I can't get overwhelmed.

I begin to scan my surroundings. By the looks of it, I looked to be in a janitor's closet?

"Hello? Anybody?" I called, using the rest of my force to push myself up against the wall.

The last thing I remember is that I got that call from Dipper. I was about to go check when something hit my head..

"M-Mabel!" A voice exclaimed.

I recognized that voice anywhere!

"William! I'm in here!" I screamed happily, kicking my legs against the door.

William opened the door, but I suddenly was more concerned. His eye has bags under it, and his nice torn sweater was now stained red from spatters of blood.

Blood?

William kneeled down to me, tracing a finger on my cheek. I winced at the sudden sharpness.

"I found you.." Will says, smiling wide.

"Will, you're here! I'm so so glad!" I exclaimed, burying my head against his neck in comfort. I'm glad he's here to save me.

Will's face slowly started to turn beet red. He set me back down on the ground, whipping a knife from his pocket.

"Will?" I asked, confused.

Was that to cut the ropes?

Oh! Maybe he's too scared to hurt me! I'll just help him with the mood!

"It'll be quick and painless." He muttered to himself, his hands shaking.

"Will you can do it!" I exclaimed, smiling at him.

He blinked back a few times before lowering the knife. "W..What?"

"I know you can do it. You can do anything, you fuzzy weirdo." I add, giggling.

Will's POV

What was she doing to me?

Why can't I kill her?!

"I know you can do it! You can do anything, you fuzzy weirdo." She adds, giggling.

I blushed, holding the knife close to me.

Once she's dead, everything could fall in place- just ignore her-

"You know, you look around my age! Are ya? Tell me!" She squealed.

"Well- that's none of your business! Just shut it please." I sneered, shoving her on the floor.

She blushed, laughing.

Did she think this was some sort of game?!

I kept my hand pushed down on her, using my other hand to make sure she couldn't reach anything else. She stared at me, wrapping her hand around my wrist keeping her down. I flinched, shaking my head. My blush scattered my face.

"Stop it just stop!" I yelled, pressing the knife to her throat. She looked away before smiling at me in sympathy.

I felt like I didn't want this. My plan was almost complete, almost smoothly!

Of course, I wanted Mabel to stop fighting me. Wanted her unresponsive..broken, but the person in front of me, staring with this fake, bittersweet smile still had this hope.

"Why? Why are you still hoping?! I hurt your family!" I spat, forcing her legs down.

"You aren't a villain." She said. Her voice shook, her whole body shook in terror, but she held her ground. I aimed the knife at her heart, keeping her still. It was quiet until she spoke. "You just need a hug."

Mabel caught ahold of my wrists as I tried to keep fighting. She tossed her hands around my neck before drawing me close. I flinched at the unbearable squish sound.

I tried to see what it was, but she held me down.

Her arms wrapped around me in an embrace that may have been comforting if it didn't involve my plans backfiring. Thrashing against her hold did nothing but exhaust me, and eventually I've given up. I sunked into her embrace, a sob escaping me.

"There you go..easy now. You've been hurt enough for one day." She cooed.

She needs to die. I screamed to myself. She'll ruin everything!

She pat my back, rubbing small circles until I finally let tears fall down my face. I've never been shown affection before..it hurts every time.

"See? You..aren't so bad..after all.." She murmured, collapsing in my arms.

"M-Mabel?! What happened?!" I yelled, until I felt a wet, sticky substance in my hands.

I looked down. The knife I held against her enpaled her stomach, blood dripping and staining the ground. I grabbed her shoulders, shaking her violently. I sobbed, watching her eyes become cloudy.

"WHY DID YOU DO THAT?! Why did you hug me?! You knew the knife was there and you still didn't hesitate to hug me!" I screamed, holding her forward.

I slowly set her down, her breath hitched and heavy. She took one last took at me before pressing her lips on mine.

My face became beet red as she entangled her bloody hands tightly to my face. I kissed back, just as I saw a tear roll down her face.

"I forgive you." She whispered before dying in my arms.