Gravity Falls One Shots

Shadows of Pain (Different Ending)

Trigger Warning ⚠️
SH please if this triggers you go to the umm whatever chapter doesn't have a TW

Shadows of Pain - Part Two

As the weight of Dipper's silent suffering grew heavier, he found himself seeking solace in the one thing he could control - his own pain. Late at night, when the world was quiet and still, Dipper would retreat to his room and inflict small, hidden wounds upon himself.

At first, it was just a way to cope with the emotional turmoil he felt, a way to distract himself from the constant ache in his heart. But soon, the pain took on a life of its own, becoming an addiction that consumed him from the inside out.

Dipper didn't understand why hurting himself made him feel better, why the sting of a cut or the burn of a flame brought him a twisted sense of relief. All he knew was that in those moments, the pain was his and his alone, a tangible reminder that he was still alive, still in control, even as everything else fell apart around him.

But as Dipper sank deeper into his self-destructive spiral, he failed to notice the worried glances and concerned whispers of those around him. It wasn't until one day, when Wendy caught a glimpse of a burn mark peeking out from beneath Dipper's sleeve, that the facade began to crack.

"Dipper, what's that on your arm?" Wendy's voice was filled with concern as she gently reached out to touch the mark.

Dipper's heart skipped a beat as he quickly pulled his sleeve down, his mind racing with excuses. "Oh, uh, it's nothing, just a little accident," he replied, forcing a smile.

But Wendy wasn't convinced. She had known Dipper long enough to see through his lies, to know when something was truly wrong.

"Dipper, come on, you can tell me," Wendy pressed, her eyes searching his for any sign of the truth.

Just then, Mabel burst into the room, her usual bubbly demeanor dimming as she took in the scene. "What's going on?"

Wendy glanced at Mabel, then back at Dipper, silently pleading for his honesty. But Dipper remained silent, his eyes darting nervously between the two girls.

"Wendy saw something on my arm, but it's really nothing," Dipper said quickly, hoping to end the conversation.

Mabel frowned, sensing that something wasn't right. "Dipper, you don't seem okay. Are you sure you're telling the truth?"

Dipper's throat tightened as he struggled to maintain his composure. "I'm fine, Mabel, really. Just tired, that's all."

But Mabel wasn't convinced. She knew her brother well enough to see when he was hiding something, and she refused to let it go.

"Dipper, please," Mabel pleaded, her voice tinged with concern. "Whatever it is, you can tell us. We're here for you."

Dipper felt a lump form in his throat as he looked into his sister's eyes, seeing the genuine concern and compassion reflected back at him. For the first time in a long time, he felt a glimmer of hope, a flicker of light in the darkness.

"I... I've been hurting myself," Dipper confessed, his voice barely above a whisper. "I don't know why, but it's the only thing that makes me feel better."

Mabel's eyes widened in shock, while Wendy's expression softened with understanding. They both enveloped Dipper in a warm embrace, offering him the comfort and support he so desperately needed.

"Dipper, we're here for you," Mabel whispered, her voice filled with love. "We'll get through this together."

And as Dipper allowed himself to be held by his sister and his friend, he knew that even in the darkest of times, he wasn't alone. With Mabel and Wendy by his side, he had a fighting chance to break free from the shadows of his pain and find a way back into the light.