Bad Romance [billdip]

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DIPPER'S POV | Written Oct 28, 2015 

-x-

"Dipper..." The same voice taunted. "Dipper Pines..."

"Who are you!?" Dipper frantically screamed, being in the same place -- The Mindscape -- as before. He didn't understand why he was there, he didn't understand the place. 

"That doesn't matter," the voice hissed. Dipper was surprised that the.... The Thing had actually answered his question, when the night before the voice didn't do a thing but tell him where he was.

"Why am I here?" Dipper asked, half-walking half-running around the monochrome forest. It was a familiar area. "Is there anybody else here?"

"You ask too many questions, kid," the voice replied in a monotone. 

"Well maybe I wouldn't ask so many if you would actually answer them!" Dipper hollered, fuming with rage, confusion and fear. "Can you at least tell me where the fu-"

"Maybe if you were nicer," the voice laughed demonically, "I'd answer your questions."

"And how the he-"

"I'd appreciate if you didn't use a curse word every two sentences..." the voice trailed off. "Pines." Dipper heard footsteps behind him, and immediately he turned on his heel, astonished that there was no trace of anything behind him.

"Wha..." Dipper gasped, his mouth agape. He slowly turned in a three-hundred-sixty degree fashion, his eyes wide. "I.. I-I don't understand!"

"Oh, Pine Tree..."  

Dipper's mouth hung open, knowing that voice like the back of his hand. It was different from the tormenting voice, but it wasn't off by much. He grew anxious, slowly losing his mind.

-x-

I scream loudly, jolting awake for what seemed the millionth time this week. 

"Mabel!" I hear someone yell, as they rush over toward me. My vision was blurred, and I had a throbbing headache. I clenched my hair, groaning in pain.

"Yea- Oh no," I instantly recognise Mabel's voice, living with her for, well, my entire life. "Is he okay?"

"I don't know," the other voice responds, and I'm still unable to put my finger as to who it is. It sounds so familiar...

"Shhh, shh, Dipper," Mabel says softly, rubbing my back up and down. I pant heavily, trying to breathe, but something's preventing me from catching my breath. It was like something was choking me. I couldn't talk, I couldn't breathe, and I could barely keep still. I was a shaking mess.

"Mabel, here, I'll calm him," the other voice says, shooing her. "Bring me some medicine, and those journals that he's always talking about."

"On it!" Mabel exclaims, and I hear her run off. I rub my eyes, trying to make my eyes focus. I was covered in sweat, and I felt cold and clammy, nonetheless in strange, numbing pain.

I felt a weight on the bed, and I soon realised that the other person had climbed on with me. They pulled me into their lap, wrapping their arms around me protectively. 

"It's okay, Pine Tree," the voice whispers. That nickname... Oh no. 

Bill.

"Shh, you're okay," he coos, tracing small shapes on my bare arms. "Everything's okay, everything is alright..." 

"I'm back!" Mabel shouts, bursting into the room. Bill shushes her, leaning his head on mine. "Awww, Bill!" I feel Bill sigh.

"He's having nightmares," Bill told her. If I weren't so out of it, I would've facepalmed myself right there. "And you know the weird supernatural things here."

"Yes..." Mabel trails off. "What's your point?"

"Shooting Star, these nightmares aren't normal," he says in a serious tone.

"I don't understand?" she frowns. 

"B-Bill," I croak, nudging my head into the crook of his neck. 

"He's awake?" Mabel asks. "I thought he was sleeping!"

"Pine Tree," Bill whispers into my ear, ignoring Mabel's rambling. 

"Bill," I try to get out the sentence. "S-Stay."

"I'm not going anywhere, kid," he responds, pulling me closer to him. I didn't want to like this, but I did. I didn't want to enjoy this, but I did. 

"I'll uh.." Mabel stammers, trying to hide in her giggles, but failing terribly. "I'll leave you two, uh, here's the book Bill!" She tosses the book onto the bed, next to where Bill was cuddling with me. 

Oh my. Bill and I were cuddling. Bill Cipher. Was cuddling. With me.

Oh my God.