We Are The Broken (Gravity Falls)

Chapter 7

The day continued on as Cif and Gideon talked and got to know each other. They sat in the local Gravity Falls coffee shop, far away from everyone else in a cozy corner, clutching their hot coffee and speaking in somewhat low voices.

"It's really nice to talk to you, Gideon," Cif said after a while, "I've never really known anyone else who I can relate to quite as well."

Gideon smiled at Cif. "I agree, it's kind of nice having someone who doesn't think of me as, well, deranged and evil," he said as he laughed quietly and took another sip of his coffee.

Cif laughed too, "You are very much the opposite of evil," she told him gently, "You're actually really sweet."

Gideon looked at her for a moment, surprised, but he couldn't help but smile. "Wow, no one's ever said that to me before," he sighed.

"I can't see why," Cif responded and took a sip of her coffee.

"Maybe because I wasn't always this way, I used to be I really bad person," Gideon said shamefully.

"I know, but who you were doesn't matter anymore," Cif tried to remind Gideon, "You really have changed and that's all that matters."

"I just wish Mabel could see that," Gideon admitted quietly. "Why can't she see me in the same light you do? How can I show her that she really does mean the world to me?"

"I-I don't really know, maybe she just doesn't know you well enough to know that you really do deserve her," Cif said, not quite sure if that was even an appropriate response, but trying her best to make Gideon feel better.

"Listen, Cif, I wrote Mabel this letter when I had first gotten in jail," Gideon told Cif as he pulled a crumpled piece of paper of of his pocket and handed it to Cif. "Can you read this and tell me what you think she would think of it?"

Cif nodded and took the letter from Gideon and started reading it.

Dearest Mabel Pines,

It's been so very long since I have written to you, and it feels unnatural to write to you in this place, full of so much unhappiness and despair. I know I have caused you and your family much difficulty, and I must apologize for that, and by the small chance you would ever take me back, I want you to know it will never happen again.

I hope you are well, and if you care, I am not. Prison is hell, and I need to get away from here. I have already seen multiple knife fights, beatings, and deaths, not mention the numerous death threats I have already gotten. It is chaotic here, there is truly no order, and I must fight for my life every single day, however, the only reason I stay alive is because I will always have that small hope in my heart that we will be together.

You probably will not even read this, but if you do, I want you to know that this is my last letter. You told me not to send you anything else, and I am doing as you say, but I needed to say what I am putting into this letter. If you never accept me into your life, I want you to know that it will be impossible for who ever you end up with to love you more than I do, and you deserve to know that. You are beautiful, and you deserve only the very best in life, and I would give it to you, if I could, that is.

I need you to know that I am sorry for all that I have put you through, and I am sorry for blaming your brother for you not loving me. I only did that because the truth was too horrible for me to accept or understand at the time. It is clear to me now, though. I love you, but you do not love me, Mabel. You are my definition of perfect, and you should be everyone's.

                                                                                                                                                   Love Forever,