The Beginning: Starting Anew (Gravity Falls Fanfic)

Chapter 12

Bill's POV

I watched Pine Tree close his window, leaving me to be alone.

I was starting to realize a pattern in my plots....

I remembered - it felt like a life time ago - when I was working with Ford on the portal. Of course, when I saw his amount of potential and desperation for knowledge, I knew he'd be the perfect candidate to help me build a portal. I had faked my friendship at first, but then I realized how much we had in common. I had actually enjoyed hanging out with him and talking about basically anything. But my plans were more important than maintaining a friendship, so I pushed Ford aside.

When he found out, I was momentarily horrified, knowing I had ruined everything, but I knew he had done enough to help. He had shut the portal down and all I had needed was someone to reopen it and make some modifications. Arrow had helped with that, and by then, I had forgotten about Ford. Until I realized he had jeopardized with the timeline and ruined my life did that pain come back. I should have known my betrayal would come back to haunt me. He was my friend, and I ruined it.

Oh well.

Did I regret it? ... No.

I just had to do the same fake-friendship-backstab thing to Pine Tree all over again.

It was bringing back major déjà vu, but I wasn't going to let that stop me. I was good at this. Pine Tree couldn't come back to haunt me, because he wasn't even close to Ford's potential. Though, I did see a lot of Ford in him. It was slightly unsettling.

I sat down in the grass and looked down at my shirt, covered in blood. I never really found blood disturbing, but when I thought back to killing Pine Tree, it made me feel a little sick. In all honesty, I had never really killed anybody and left them dead. If Arrow never had to fix Ford's mess, Pine Tree would be dead forever. I swallowed and crawled over, reaching behind the bush, and drew out the pointy metal flower that I had fallen on.

It was still covered in my blood. The petals were like razors - what human used this as decorations? I drew the edge across my palm so the blood oozed out slowly. Part of me was terrified at how I didn't feel pain. The blood dripped through my fingers and off my hand. I bit my tongue lightly, concentrating, waiting for the pain.

Nothing.

I shivered. Why did I even care? I used my magic to heal myself and also fix my shirt, clean up the blood, till I was sparkly clean. I buttoned up my shirt and threw the decoration back behind the bush. Maybe this was actually normal and I was just being paranoid? I'd have to test it out.

I made a knife appear in my hand and slipped it into my pocket and walked up to the window and lightly tapped on it.

Pine Tree rolled off of his bed and opened the window. "Done being weird and mysterious?"

"Almost." I said. "Can I see your hand?"

"Wait, where'd the blood-"

"Can I see your hand?" I repeated, over talking him.

Pine Tree looked around frantically. "I don't-"

I snatched his hand and held up the palm and took the knife and sliced it lightly across his palm.

"OW!" He cried and jerked backwards, falling onto his back. "What the hell?!"

"Did that hurt?" I asked.

"Uh, yeah! What did you think it would do?!" He spat, holding his hand gently.

"I needed to make sure-"

"That what?! That your stupid knife worked?! Test it on yourself!"

I felt suddenly guilty and almost offered to heal him, but I couldn't reveal myself. "Hey, uh-" I made a magic infused bandage appear in my hand, "I have a bandage."

Pine Tree stomped up and applied it, furious. "See, you are psychotic."

"I'm sorry." I apologized, now annoyed.

"Why'd you even do that?" He growled.

"It's a long story..." I sighed, depressed.

Pine Tree rolled his eyes. "Whatever." He marched to his bed and went to lye down, before he turned around and slammed the window closed. "How about you stay out for a little bit longer." His gaze was glaring as he walked back to his bed.

I made the knife vanish and pondered for a moment. I crossed my arms. "What to do now?" An idea popped into my head.

I hadn't talked to Arrow in a while... I took a deep breath and focused, preparing to teleport.