My Friend's Brother (a BillDip fanfiction)

15: Ch 14

Pacifica's P.O.V

I sat at our usual table with Mabel, and sure enough Dipper wasn't there. Does he hate me or something? It seems like he is avoiding me like I'm some sort of plague. I know Mabel told me that he doesn't hate me, but I'm starting to feel like he does. It's killing me. 

"So Mabel, where's Dipper?" I asked casually. I know that saying that is asking for her to tease me, but I felt like I needed to know. If he was sick, that's one thing. Ugh I'm too obsessive about this. I hate it. Stupid feelings... I hate them.

"Awe do you miss my bro bro...?" she asked elbowing me.

"I was wondering if he was sick, or if he hates me," I answered quietly, rubbing my arm. I know she wasn't trying to hurt me, but she did. I'm surprised that she hasn't accidentally hospitalized me yet.

"Calm down, I told you that he doesn't hate you."

"He literally hasn't spoken to me once."

"That's not his fault..." Oh my gosh, don't put this on me. He's the one avoiding me. It is his fault.

"It actually is. Every time we have a chance to spend time together, he runs off to who knows where."

"He doesn't do it on purpose. He thinks that we want to hang by ourselves, so he leaves. You need to let him know that you want him around."

"Are you suggesting that I confess my feelings to him?" I asked, irritated at having to voice it.

"You said it, not me."

Great. That's the last thing I want to do, go up to a guy who doesn't care, and tell them that they have control over the way I feel without even having to be there. I don't have to see him once, and he can still determine if I have a good day. I hate this so much. When does it end?

I glanced around the cafeteria and spotted him sitting at a table with a bunch of Senior guys, and my obnoxious brother. Why was he even sitting over there? He looked uncomfortable as hell, so I'm guessing my brother dragged him into it. As I watched longer, I noticed the way they were interacting. I was suddenly hit with a realization, that disgusted me yes, but made perfect sense.

"Mabel, is your brother gay?" Mabel looked back at me in surprise, and laughed.

"No why would you think that?"

"Just look at him talking to my fag brother." She glanced where I was pointing. 

"Your brother is gay?"

"Yep, and he isn't afraid to let everyone know it," I answered saltily, "By the looks of it yours is too."

If it was even possible, I hate Bill more now than I did before. I lost Dipper to him of all people. 

"Trust me, Dipper isn't gay," Mabel replied.

"Doesn't look like it."

"They must be friends. You should happy for him. He's finally made a friend on his own."

I looked at her skeptically. I wasn't buying it. 

"Are you saying that friends can't be close. I mean, look at us." Well okay, she had a point.

"Yeah," I answered, "we're close, and we're not lesbians."

"Yeah...." Mabel answered. She looked bothered by something, but I decided not to ask. Just then the bell rang.

"Well, I don't know about confessing, but maybe I could try to talk to him."

"Yeah! That's the spirit!" Mabel cheered as she punched my arm. Ow.

I guess I'll have to talk to him tonight.

A/N: Yay more. Sorry if anyone was offended by the term Pacifica used. It felt appropriate, since Pacifica's against homosexual relationships.