Me, Myself and Him (a gravity falls fanfiction)

First Encounters of the Small kind

I was sweating from the nightmare. My breathing came in gasps. My cheeks were cold and wet with tears.

I looked up. My window was open. I frowned. I had remembered it being closed when I went to sleep. Maybe the old latch was just broken.

I bit my lip as I thought of my dream. I used to have dreams like that every night. The first few weeks after he...

But it had started getting fewer and far between. And much less vivid. But this one... It was just as bad as the ones I had the first time. It seemed so real. And that voice. Asking me if I wanted him back. What kind of sick joke was that?

I picked up his hat I had hung on the end of my bed. After ... That day I had picked it up, and since then I had begun to carry it everywhere. It was my little piece of him. All that I had left. The only reminder of him that didn't make me think of how empty I was without him. It wasn't sad like the empty bed here or the empty white room which used to be his at home. It wasn't like the making person at the desk next to me in school, or the vacant chair at our dinner table at home. This hat reminded me of all the good times. Which was what I was supposed to be thinking of, according to my psychiatrist. Even though he didn't approve of me taking his hat everywhere. He said it would just be like a millstone around my neck. But it wasn't.

"I had another bad dream." I told the hat. "It's just as bad as the ones in the beginning. But I don't have my pills anymore. I threw them out the window. How stupid is that, huh? My dream... It was about you. About how I couldn't save you. I hoped this wouldn't happen. I told myself I wouldn't be sad when I came to Gravity Falls. I would be happy. I can't go through the change again. Like at school. And how everyone treats me differently there now. You remember right?"

The hat didn't answer, as usual. I sighed, "I need my pills. I won't be able to sleep tonight if I don't have one. I need them to make me better, that's what Dr. Watkins said."

I put the cap on my head, fixing it on tightly, "don't worry. I'll have you with me, so I won't be scared of the dark."

I climbed out of bed and stuffed my feet into my slippers. I left my room quietly and sneaked down the stairs. I fumbled in the dark as I went through the Gift shop and accidentally hit my toe on the counter. I bit my lip and jumped up and down, screaming silently as I held my foot.

When the pain faded to a minimum, I quickly unlocked the Gift Shop, using the key that was always on the inside lock, and stepped outside.

The moon was bright tonight, so I could see well enough. I walked off the porch and roughly estimated where my pills might have fallen. I walked to the edge of the woods and began looking. I though that seeing as the bottle was white and it was brightly lit by the moon that I would have no problem, but after ages of wandering around I still didn't found it.

I would need to get a torch. But I didn't want Grunkle Stan or Grunkle Ford to see me. I knew my parents had told them about my psychiatry help and my pills. And that if I started acting out weirdly they must send me straight home. I wasn't sure if throwing my depression pills outside, and then wandering outside to fetch them around midnight was what one considered weird. But I didn't want to risk it.

I decided to take one more look. I scanned the ground, digging in large Tufts of grass and bushes. I moved deeper into the forest. And then just when I was about to give up. Something caught my eye.

A white bottle rolled across the floor. Coming to rest as it bumped against my shoe. I stared at it and picked it up. It was my antidepressants. I looked up to see who had rolled it. Wind didn't do that.

"Hello? Who's there?" I called out softly, "don't be afraid. Are you a gnome?" No answer. "A Ghost? Blendin?"

There was a movement from behind a tree about two meters away from me. Something was there.

I quietly took a step forwards. The thing took a step backwards. "It's alright. I promise. I won't hurt you." I said. I took another step forwards.

"P-please don't come any closer." The thing said. I frowned. The voice seemed to be familiar, but different-ey.

"Please don't be scared. I'm nothing to be afraid about." I said. I wanted to see what the creature was, and whether I knew it from last summer.

"My name's Mabel." I said, taking another step. The thing moved again and I froze. Worried.

"Go. Go. I need to go. Why won't you let me?" I heard it whisper, like it was talking to itself.

"Can you tell me your name?" I asked it.

It paused. "M-my name... I can't..."

I very slowly moved another step closer, trying not to make a sound. I had shortened the distance between me and the tree the thing was hiding behind by half.

"If you show me your face then you can see mine, and then you'll know I won't hurt you." I proposed. Keeping my voice soft.

The figure moved again. And then, hesitantly, an eye appeared from behind the tree. It had a yellow iris with a cat-like black pupil. I paused. "Are you a demon?"

"Uh, n-no... Not really..." The thing said.

This made me pause. If I knew anything it was that Demons were untrustworthy. Cruel. Like Bill. Like what he had done to...

But still, this little thing, he sounded so scared. The figure looked human. Was a demon possessing someone?

"...A-are you possessing someone?" I asked hesitantly.

The little demon shook his head, making the visible eye disappear for a few seconds. Aside from the eye, I couldn't make out any features at all, aside from an ear and a lock of blond and brown hair. A hand came up and blocked the bottom half of the face from my sight.

"Why won't you let me see you?" I asked.

"In case... In case you recognise m-me. And... In case y-you don't..."

I frowned. The voice was familiar. But it didn't sound right. It sounded off. Like ... Like there were two people speaking at once, but the one voice was louder than the other.

"I think it's only right if you see me to let me see you." I took another step forward without thinking and the demon tensed.

I stopped again, realising my mistake. "You... Said you weren't really a Demon, what are you?" I asked.

The voice looked like it was about to speak, but then the eye blinked and in a sudden swish of wind and leaves it was gone. I ran to the tree and looked behind it. No one was there.

I looked around me, but I was alone again. I frowned to myself and then looked down at my pills. I had gotten what I needed. But that demon...

I shook my head and caught a glimpse of his cap on my head. I pulled it down over my eyes. Don't forget. Demons was what had done all this in the first place. A Demon was the reason I was without him now.

"I need to remember. I don't want to make the same mistakes." I said.

"You'll never save me. Because you'll always make the same mistakes."