Keeping You~ (Gravity Falls Fanfic)

Chapter 6- An Eye For An Eye

It was 10 a.m. Dipper was already up, waiting for some action. Thinking when the demon will show up. He still had his confidence from his 'little' victory.

Bill had finished working on his eye. He was gonna give him a punishment that he would never forget about. He would visit the boy's mindscape again today, there had to be something! If he planned everything so perfectly than Dipper would go insane! But noo, he just had to make shootingstar smile! Bill's hand were covered in blue flames from anger, he extinguished the flames as he calmed down. He fixed his bowtie.

"Time to pay a visit!"

He exclaimed happily, almost too happy. He snapped his fingers and teleported in front of the cage.

"Hi Bill I see, you fixed your eye"

Dipper said, challengely. Bill hold his anger in, he wouldn't lose to a mere mortal. Bill got an idea. An insane one. He laughed to himself.

"I can fix eyes, but"

He floated near the boy.

"Can you?"

The words echoed in Dipper's mind. He gulped. He didn't want to be blind no matter what Bill did to him.

"Oh and a warning kid"

Bill said, snapping his fingers.

"This is gonna hurt"

A drill appeared in Bill's hand, it was turned off. Dipper backed away, not looking at the demon but on the floor.

The cage dissappeared with Bill snapping his fingers. But before the boy could run away Bill snapped his fingers again, chaining Dipper from legs, arms and neck.

Bill floated slowly to the brunette. Dipper kept his eyes shut, not ready to face what was about to come.

Bill stopped walking when he was inches apart from Dipper. Bill forcefully grabbed the boy's chin. He turned on the drill. Dipper opened eyes when-

"AHHHH!"

He screamed. The drill was going in his left eye.

Red, all he saw.
Tear, left his right eye.
Blood, dripped from his left eye.
Pain, all he felt.

He was able to see the drill from his left eye, his screams didn't stop. It was like watching a horror movie, but you are the main character.

The vision in his left eye stopped. He didn't see black, he couldn't even see. He felt warmness in his cheek, he knew it was tears mixed with blood.

His vision got blurry, he now couldn't almost see. The sound of the drill stopped, Bill had made it stop.

The chains faded to thin air. Dipper gave in and fell to the hard floor. The blood was still dripping out of his eye, the pain hasn't decreased. He covered his left eye, sobbing.

Bill got amused at the sight.

"You can always face your fate"

He exclaimed. The boy didn't reply, he fainted after seconds. Bill smirked, before the world faded to darkness...
...

Dipper woke up by the taste of blood on his lips. He yawned while trying to remember what happened.

He saw a mirror, a gold mirror in front of him. He grabbed it and lifted it up, turning it to himself.

His left eye's socket was empty. He got scared of himself and throw the mirror in a random way, it shattered.

There was dry blood on his face, starting from his left eye and stopping at the middle of his neck. He covered left side of his face by his front hair.

The demon was gonna take everything from him but he wouldn't give up. He wouldn't let. Bill. win.

It didn't hurt at least, he had to be careful about infection though. He looked up, he saw a male.

Was he going insane!? There was a male sitting on a chair, reading a book. He had tan skin, blond hair fading to black, he had a black eye-patch covering an eye, the other one being yellow. He was wearing a black suit and had a yellow waistcoat on.

Wait- Why did he look alike Bill?

"You are smarter than this kid!"

The blondie lowered his book and raised his head, smirking. It was Bill for sure, if you couldn't tell from the appearence then you surely would from the smirk.

"Why are you possessing a human?"

Dipper asked, more of anger than a question but you wouldn't tell he was angry.

"It is my body, I am not possessing anyone and changing is good. You should try that sometime!"

Dipper rolled his eye at him. He then looked at the book Bill was reading. It was written in a foreign language, it could be Latin but Dipper studied Latin for years and he was sure it wasn't. It was probably a 'demon language' so he shook off that thought.

Bill closed his book and walked towards Dipper. Dipper didn't back away this time.

Bill made his nails go up and down of the cage's bars causing an annoying sound. Dipper covered his ears with both of his hands. And before he knew, Bill entered his mind making him faint.

Bill looked at the grey trees. He touched one and felt happy. He decided to enter that memory. He did what he had to do and got teleported into a house.

It was Mystery Shack, Bill understood. It was where the portal opened to the other mission had been, when Ford came back. Dipper looked extremely happy when he learnt Ford was the author. Bill got bored and left this memory by teleporting.

He remembered the glowing tree, the continues of the madness memory from yesterday. It still stood there but it has stopped glowing. He touched it, feeling guilty, he got teleported to the memory.

Dipper was curled up into a ball, crying. There stood a knife next to him. He looked at the knife, staring at it. He placed it into both of his hands. Bill read his thoughts, he was not thinking, he didn't have any thoughts. He grabbed it with his right hand and bring it over to his left arm but the door got knocked.

"Dipper, are you there?"

A voice asked, it belonged to no other than Mabel. Dipper didn't reply.

"I hear crying sounds let me in"

She said. Dipper replied this time.

"Go away"

He sounded broken but clear. Mabel muffled a "He needs some time alone" with sadness and went away from the edge of door you could tell from the footsteps. Dipper continued what he was doing and bring the knife over his left arm and draw a trail of blood, he suddenly made a hole there, stabbing himself. What made Bill surprised was he didn't even flinch. Blood dripped on the floor.

"What am I doing?"

He said, dropping the knife thicked with his own blood. He stood up and went to the bathroom (connected to his bedroom, where he is now). He washed the blood away and covered his arm with a bandage.

"I am sorry" he said, looking at himself from the mirror he closed his eyes and covered his face with his hand.