What Happened Yesterday: A Gravity Falls Fanfic

Mabel's Plight

That night I stared up at the ceiling. I was chained to a couch in the living room. It wasn't that comfortable, and I was cold. It was the middle of the summer, mind you, but not that type of cold. It was shivers. My cheerful and almost perfect life was now full of demons I couldn't bear to face. Betrayed, alone, and forgotten. Gideon noticed I was shaking, and was constantly getting up to bring me more blankets. That made it even worse, having to see him throughout the night. Tears were escaping my eyes. With every tears that dropped from my face, I felt like my life and soul was leaking out, bit by bit. But I didn't care. Surely my current situation is worse than death itself!

Never in my life had I felt so broken. Usually whenever I was feeling down, Dipper would be there to comfort me. I wished he was here.

No...I told myself. He betrayed me. He told me he didn't love me. He told me himself. He said I was garbage, and he had traded me for book 2. He said he never needed me anyway! Why do you want him?

I sobbed harder. I took a crumpled up photo of Dipper out of the front pocket in my sweater. My tears stained the photo. I didn't bother wiping it.

"Why..." I whispered. "Why would you do this to me? You said you would always be there for me...I thought you loved me!" I burst into sobs again.

For a while, I was able to keep my feelings hidden, trying to convince myself that Dipper never did what he did and instead was brainwashed or something and was on his way to save me. I even told Gideon that Dipper would come for me.

But he's never coming back... I remembered what said while he shouted in his angry voice. But I still missed him none the less...

Gideon came into the room with another blanket. He put it beside the couch.

"Just in case, my sweet..." he whispered softly. I merely addressed him with a weak groan. I closed my eyes and tried to fall asleep, but they were all unproductive attempts.

That night I dreamed that I was surrounded by emptiness. There was not a sound. No life. No light. No anything. Just me. All alone. And yet, not that much different from my own reality.