Never Trust Your Demons

18

Why'd I tell him I'd be okay? I can't guarantee that! I can't even breathe!
Is this...death? All I can see is an infinite sea of...black. Not dark, necessarily, just as if I'm in a drawing and everything but me is colored in.
"Guess who?!" I hear a familiar voice.
Why now? I'm trying to forget about him!
"Now why'd you wanna do that?"
Great, he's reading my thoughts again.
"Of course, that's my thing!"
Where is he anyways.
"Hm?" The voice, instead of coming from everywhere at once, is suddenly just behind me. "Oh, 'he's' right here."
I turn to find Bill's triangle form hovering over me. Thank goodness he's not in his human form...
"So... am I dead?" I really don't want to talk with him right now, but I also really want to know what's going on... and he's the only one who knows.
"Not quite, Police Box," He looks around. "I'd say you're in some kind of limbo, but you're all fading fast. If Pinetree doesn't hurry up, you may all die."
"But... that's not going to happen, right?"
He shrugs in way that makes me think he does know, but he's just messing with me. Its hard trying to make out the expression of an annoying triangle with no face but an eye.
He laughs. It's a bit more unnerving than I remember. "Chill kid, he just broke the curse. Well, not Pinetree, he got turned to wood too," He laughs again. "But that Northwest girl broke the curse. Catch you later!" He starts to fade away, as well as the blackness and me.
My eyes open and I inhale sharply as I'm slowly, gradually freed, like a wave slowly receding off the beach.
"Pacifica, you are not like the other Northwests," I hear the ghost speak as i stand up. He's hovering just in front of Pacifica, who has just opened the gates. "I feel... lumber justice..."
The ghost fades away, the axe in his head falling to the floor and wedging itself in the floor. All the party guests fade back to normal and the taxidermied animals become inanimate once again.
There is a rumbling noise, and the doors of the manor burst open as the people of Gravity Falls enter the party.
I laugh at the sudden chaos it's caused, especially Preston Northwest's panic.
"The riffraff! They're everywhere!"
I see even Pacifica having some fun, throwing food onto a fancy rug on the ground.
I should probably get some punch before Manly Dan gets to it... I head over to the refreshment table.
I lean against the wall, reveling in the chaos.
...That sound way too much like someone I know.

I watch Mabel and Candy try to flirt with the rich boys their age, as well as Grenda with this one boy who actually seems interested.
It hurts, kind of, to watch it. I keep thinking about Bill.
Did I like him? Did I not? Did he like me?
I think so. No. Not any more if he ever did.
"Ugh, relationships are dumb..." I sigh. "One minute you think you're in some, then suddenly your crush gets hit with an anti-love potion." I laugh quietly at how insane that sounds. "Only I could be so crazy, I mean, I'm the one talking to myself at a party..."
"When you put it that way, you do sound a bit crazy."
"Gah!" I look up in surprise, finding myself staring at someone smiling at me. Thankfully, they're totally unfamiliar.
Then again, they're wearing a mask.
"S-sorry," I laugh again. "I-I didn't realize anyone was listening!" I feel my face grow red.
He shrugs. "I don't mind. I mean, I do it ever so often. So who's this crush?"
I blush harder. "I don't think you'd know him... he kind of keeps to himself," I'm not sure what else to say. "Not that it really matters, I guess. I'm just visiting here from Utah for the rest of the summer."
He nods. "Well, long distance relationships often develop higher trust and loyalty.... not that it would be too long a distance."
I look up in surprise. "Really?"
"Yeah. At least, that's what studies show. I gotta go, but catch you later... kid."
My eyes widen as his voice changes and my head snaps up as he walks away. He has a short yellow cape pinned to his shoulders. A large eye sits in the middle of it, and it seems to wink at me before he disappears into the crowd.
I smack my forehead. I did it again

It's pretty late by the time we come home. The party didn't last too long after the townsfolk crashed it, but it was already past midnight by the time they came.
Stan is nowhere to be found when the limo drops us off, so we just assume he's in his room. Dipper, Mabel and I head to our own.
Problem is, I'm not in the least tired. A billion things are bouncing around in my brain, the biggest one being why Bill keeps showing up. I change into my tank top and shorts, tossing the dress onto the desk. There's not really a closet, what am I supposed to do with it?
"Gah!" As I pace the room, I trip over my backpack, spilling the contents. "When's the last time I cleaned this-" I stop as something catches my eye. "...out..." It's the two sock puppets I made, the ones of me and Bill. I smile a bit putting them over my hands.
"'Hey, you know what I just remembered?'" I start in my still-bad impression of Bill. This is stupid. Reliving old memories won't help.
Ignoring my argument with myself, I continue.
"'What?'"
"'We never finished that puppet show!'"
"'Bill, I couldn't care less right now!'"
"'How about I finish it then?'" I laugh a bit. My Bill impression is getting better.
I bring the puppets closer together, but I can't bring myself to finish it. I drop the puppets, letting them fall to the ground as I turn away.
"How about I do it, then?"
I turn back around and find the puppets floating and moving on their own.
"Bill?" I ask, and the demon appears, once again Cheshire cat style with his eye. I sigh, wiping away tears that had formed. "What are you doing-"
He suddenly pulls me towards him, his hands cupped around my cheeks as he plants a kiss on my lips.
"Did you really think that potion worked on me?" He smiles, pulling away.