Demon in disguise

Why

Dipper's POV

Tears were streaming down my face. Bill picked up Mabel and placed her on the bed. He laid his hand on her throat and was murmuring under his breath. A blue fire lit around Mabel's neck. He looked up at me after a few minutes...

"It's too late."  He said at last.
"What." I asked
"She's... gone."
"No." I said silently.
"I'm sorry. She was too far gone."

I broke down in tears next to the bed. I held her cold hand in my own. All I could ask was... Why. Bill put his arm around my shoulder and I buried my head in his chest. I sobbed softly into his chest and he hugged me tightly and kissed me on the head.

"It'll be ok Dipper." Bill said using my real name.

I didn't respond, I couldn't respond. I couldn't breathe, see, speak, I couldn't look at her. The girl who wasn't just my sister, she was my best friend. She was the only close family I had left and she killed herself because of me.

Mabel's POV

I could still feel the cold blade of the knife against my neck. When I held the knife to my neck I didn't think Dipper would let me do it. But nothing was gonna stop me. This needed to happen. I slid the knife and the last thing i remember was Dipper catching me. I looked up at him as blood trickled down my neck and the last thought that crossed my mind was "I love you and I'm sorry." Dying doesn't hurt and now I don't either. I looked at my body lying on the bed. The blood now drying on my clothes and neck. The deep cut still bleeding slightly. I could look at all these things but I couldn't look at the two bodies kneeling next to the bed. The only difference was those bodies were still breathing. A small tear rolled down my cheek. It hurt me to see Dipper crying. But that was nothing compared to the pain I felt as I said goodbye.