Roommates (Gravity Falls College AU)

Chapter 2:

I stared at the male sleeping before me and shook him gently to wake him yet he hadn't seemed to budge. He just purred gently in his sleep with that smug look of his. He even had it when he slept- Oh my glob. This guy was just too proud of himself. He opened one eye and purred once more. "Hiya, Pinetreee~" I crossed my arms. The only thing I thought of was, 'I'm not Pinetree I'm Dipper.' But of course I wouldn't say it out loud. I wasn't looking forward to getting on the guy's bad side. "So, Bill.." He sat up and yawned. "Yeah, kid?" He asked, looking at me. Another thought; 'I am not a kid! I am 18 and I am legally am adult!' But I also decided against saying that out loud. "I was wondering...about your past life and all." I sat next to him. His cheerful and smug looks were soon replaced with hesitation. Yet he seemed a bit happy to share his story, as though no one ever listened. Or possibly no one cared to know. "Well.. My mother was working three jobs at the time. She was a mail carrier, a cashier at a quick stop, and at a coffee shop. But...my father was...late. Car crash, you know?" He paused, shaking his head, "Never got to meet him but.. My mother said he was a good man. And I believed her. So, after a few years, when I turned 9, my mother grew extremely ill and I was grief stricken. I had no idea what was going on. So I took over her coffee shop, trying to earn enough to heal her.. Yet no matter how hard I tried, the customers were not okay with someone so young working as a manager at a shop. They didn't trust me. So I grew not to trust anyone else. Eventually, I met someone who I really could trust. Will Cipher. I soon found out that Will Cipher was my blood brother. Both from the same parents. I was questioning the world at the time. Wondering why I was separated from Will. Anyway, when I turned 12, I began working at a restaurant. Yet it didn't pay as much as I needed to save my mother. So, when I was 14, I dropped out and began working at a tattoo shop. That didn't last long. Only a month or two until I got fired for faking my age to work there. I had matured fast. They thought I was 16. I began working back at my coffee shop at age 14 as well. But one day, someone had heard me singing to myself outside and told me I would be perfect for a singing career. I was singing We'll Meet Again by Vera Lynn when they'd spotted me. I knew that would be enough to save my mother so I practiced singing that whole year until I was 15, where I signed up. The people loved me. Loved my singing. After I gathered enough to save my mother at age 19, I began driving as quickly as I could to her house..but.." He paused for a minute, "..A drunken driver had crashed into me. He died instantly. I left my truck and ran over, trying to contain myself. I was dead inside. I had just killed my somebody.. Trying to save somebody else! I was furious with myself and didn't even pay attention to my own wounds. I called the police yet couldn't speak. They thought I was playing some sort of prank..I.. hung up and took one more glance at the man before getting back in my car and speeding off to get to my mother. I left my car immediately. I wasn't about to lose another family member. I couldn't. I ran to my mother's room and I remember standing next to her bed. She looked at me and I had to hold tears back.
She was skinnier than ever. Unable to eat and her skin was as pale as a ghost..she was beginning to lose hair as well..I wanted to speak, to tell her everything was okay. But I couldn't. I had no idea why but I couldn't speak. I looked at my mother. She stroked my cheek. I gently placed my hand on hers. I remember her last words. "I love you. Don't you ever forget that,," She'd whispered before her eyes shut and her breathing stopped. It was then when paramedics finally arrived. They began taking my mother away and I was held back from her. I wanted to scream, to break away. I wanted to cry, to sob. I wanted to tell my mother I loved her. It was then when all the pain hit me at once, first in my left eye, then my throat. I nearly passed out and woke up at a hospital. I could talk again..but I could never tell my mother I loved her. I never once told anyone I loved them. And I felt terrible.. I missed my mother terribly. When I got out of the hospital, I had nothing to use the money on. So I came here, to college." He watched the ground. "But before I did, I went home. Did a little searching. I was adopted.. The man that crashed into me that one time?... That was my biological father." I could see his eyes beginning to well up with tears. "I- um...I have to go.." He whispered, stepping back. Before I knew it, he was gone. I didn't hesitate to follow him. "Bill?" I asked. I couldn't see anything. It was too dark out. Eventually I could make out a small figure hugging it's knees. I sighed and walked over. "Bill...It's okay..you're a great guy, okay?..You don't need to cry." I hugged him gently and rubbed his back. "Everything will be okay. I promise. Believe me, okay, Bill?" I asked, holding Bill and sighing. He wouldn't speak. Was he really that upset?.. "Pinetree...why are you hugging my brother?" Bill came to with the same smug smirk on as earlier. Man he changed expressions fast. Wait. His brother? I looked at the sulking to figure to see that same azuret as before. This was Will? I was hugging Will? Oh. My. Glob. That was embarrassing.