Demon in disguise

The funeral

DIPPERS POV
Basically the whole town had showed up. I didn't invite my parents, I didn't want them here. Stan, Ford, Bill and I arrived in a black stretch limo. We all walked into the church and sat down in the front row. Tears slid down my cheeks, I couldn't look at the black shiny casket that held my sisters body. I felt an arm wrap around my back I looked up to see bill silently smiling down at me.

BILLS POV
Why did shooting star have to do this? Look at the effect it's having on dipper. He can't stop crying and my heart hurts after every tear falls. I haven't seen his bright smile since the first time we kissed and even then it wasn't as bright as I had hoped. My heart aches as he cried next to me and I felt bad because all I could do was sit here trying to comfort him. But even then I could feel his suffering.

STANS POV
All of us took the news pretty hard, but none of us as hard as dipper. He's blaming himself for something he had no control over. It was Mabel's decision and sure I'm gonna miss the kid a lot but, I don't want to see dipper tearing himself down day after day. It's hard to watch a constant flow of tears, to see his spirit basically crushed, and his demeanor so... Changed.

FORDS POV
I didn't know Mabel long but I still loved her with all my heart. How could I let this happen, I knew bill was into dipper but I never thought he would act on it. Dipper thinks this is his fault when in reality, it's mine. I never meant for my family let alone my favorite niece and nephew to get so hurt.

MABELS POV
My own funeral. After Matt and I left the mindscape, we decided to come here and see all my friends and family one last time. He stayed in the back as I looked up and down the rows. I saw Pacifica in a black lace dress and stiletto heels. Wendy in a maroon dress and black flats with a single rose in her hand. Dipper in a black suit with a bow tie and shiny black shoes. Bill was sitting next to him in his usual attire. Stan and ford were in the same clothes as dipper with slightly different accessories. Finally I walked up to the casket to see me. I looked pale and solemn, kind of what you would expect from a dead body. The slit going across my throat was well covered as well as the scars on my arms. All I could think was 'what have I done?'

Hey guys I'm going to do a funeral part 2 tomorrow so don't miss it and I'm sorry it's sad but it had to be done. Kk byez.