Part 1 Chapter 1: Feeling Awkward

4.9K 29 35
                                    

"You set Stan and Delina up?" he looked at me with tears in his eyes, "Stan was so alone, I had to get him a lady." I shot him a look of anger, "Well guess what? YOU HOOKED HIM UP WITH THE WRONG LADY!" he let go of my hand. He saw Candy, on the floor, knocked out. He carried her to my bed and he made a fist, "Mabel...you don't know how hard I tried to get her old records."

I went close to Dipper and he tried to hold back his tears, "And I'm an idiot..." he grabbed my hand and pushed me against the wall. He squished his lips against mine, and my eyes stayed open. He asked for entrance, and I gasped for air. He had slipped his tounge into my mouth. "Oh baby." I heard his soft whisper. I pushed him off me, "What the hell was that?" he smirked and walked away. "Strawberries and banana." I did an idiotic smile. No Mabel. D'awww. He was adorable. I fell on his bed and saw the stars sparkle. "Oh Dipper how you make my insides hurt." I bit my lip, "Mabel!" Dipper screamed. I went downstairs, "Oh, looky here, it's Mabel." Delina smirked. She held the knife close to his weiner. "Look, if you use him for your pleasure, I won't chop it off." I looked at her, pain in my eyes, "Delina sto-" she forced Dipper's penis onto my skirt rim. She grabbed his hands and made him remove my skirt, "Dipper..." I tried not to cry. He slid into me as I grasped for something to hold, "Mhm." Delina said as she recorded us, "Dipper... stop...it hurts." as hard as he tried, he couldn't force himself to stop. He released his seed and I fell onto the floor. Delina laughed, "Good. Now go up to your room."

I ran upstairs, and Dipper shut the door. He put his pajamas on and so did I, "Dipper...what happened to us?" I dug my head into his chest and burst into tears, "Mabel...she made us do things that we should be doing when we're 29." I cried harder, "Dipper I love you too much for me to hurt you." he too started crying, "Mabel I love you too much to hurt you, too." we cried ourselves to sleep. I admit, I kinda felt alright with Dipper fucking me. It was about 1 AM, and I turned over to face Dipper. He was fast asleep, his arms wrapped around me. I kissed his lips and went back to bed. I felt his hand hold mine and his warm smile. I heard Stan, "Delina, please...these are my great niece and nephew." "Stan, uh do you really think I care?" "Look, these kids are more important than your stupid child porn." "Stan, your kids are idiots." "Go...pack up right now. Leave. Right now. I'M DONE WITH YOU."

I heard the door slam and Stan whisper next to our door, "You're safe now." I smiled. I grabbed the blankets and fell asleep.

Dipper's POV

Mabel slept there, slowly snoring. I squezzed my hat on and went downstairs. Blood was on the floor and Delina's throat was slit. She lay dead, eyes almost fully white. Stan walked downstairs and burped, "Erp. Ah..good morning ki- woah. What happened here?" he pulled me back, "Call the police. NOW." There was an axe, and it was a right handed one. It had "Corduroy" on the side. I called the police and gave them the axe. Mabel walked downstairs to the kitchen, "I'm Electra..." I laughed, "No. You are Mabel, you are Mabel Pines." she just laughed and grabbed the box of cereal. She dug her hand into the box, "Oooh! A pri- ROACH! !" she threw the box in the air and ran to the living room, "Grunkle Stan!" I just laughed and walked to our room. Wendy sat outside, her hands convered with blood. She walked into the woods. Mabel looked from behind me, "Wendy killed Delina. Delina killed the youngest Corduroy boy." I wiped away a tear, "Mabel...have you ever felt that feeling where this person means so much to you but....you just can't have a relationship with them...even if you kissed them?" Mabel looked at me, "Like me?" "No. Wendy." her face turned red, "You kissed her like you kissed me?" she pulled me away from the window. She threw me to the ground, "I can't...why Dipper?" darkness fell over me because I had hit the floor too hard. I heard a scream and then complete silence.

The RuinsWhere stories live. Discover now