I'll Wait for You (MaBill)

7: Decisions

Dipper sat in the Counselor's office, waiting for him to arrive. His eye had swelled up badly from Mark's punch. Dipper looked across the room into a mirror when he saw he had gotten a black eye.

When the door opened, Dipper turned around to see a skinny pale man with too little hair and small glasses waddle in the room.

"Who are you?" Dipper asked.

"I'm Mr. Jones." The man shook. "I'm the new counselor."

"Ms. Lisa retired?" Dipper frowned.

Ms. Lisa had helped Dipper numerous times before when he had gone to the school before. He trusted her a lot and besides Mabel, she was the one he'd go to for help.

"Yes, I'm afraid so." Mr. Jones said nervously.

Is this guy for real? Dipper thought. He's weaker than I ever was.

Mr. Jones sat in his chair at his desk. "So, Mason Pines, you were called in because you got into a fight? Is that correct?"

"Yes." Dipper pointed at his black eye. "And please call me Dipper."

"Okay." Mr. Jones nodded. "And what happened exactly?"

"That bastard Mark called my sister a freak."

"Watch the language please." Mr. Jones squeaked.

"No one calls my sister a freak." Dipper crossed his arms.

"I understand you were upset," Mr. Jones sighed, "but that doesn't give you the right to just punch people in the face, Dipper."

"Listen," Dipper sighed, "I don't want to sit here for fifteen minutes listening to your scripted advice. I've had a rough day, alright?"

"It's only 9:00."

"Rough morning."

"Do you want to talk about it?"

Dipper hesitated. There were too many things to explain, stuff this guy wouldn't understand. At this point, Dipper wanted to somewhere where he and Mabel can be left alone. No one would tease them, bother them, or hurt them.

"No. I don't."

~

Bill was showering Mabel with kisses in the empty hall when both of them heard a voice come around the corner.

"Who the hell is that guy?" It sounded like Dylan.

Mabel yanked on Bill's arm and they hid in a doorway entrance by the lockers.

"I've never seen him before." Another voice came. It was Lucas.

Bill smirked at Mabel.

"Bill, don't you dare." Mabel mouthed.

But Bill always did what he wanted to do. He stepped out in front of the two teens and smiled. "Talking about me?"

"You!" Dylan growled. "Who even are you?"

"Someone that kicked your butt." Bill laughed.

Lucas caught sight of Mabel peeking around the corner. "Well, look what we have here. It's the freak."

"Really?" Dylan smiled and eyed Bill. "Having a little makeout session?"

"I haven't seen my girl in a while." Bill smiled back.

"Who are you!?" Lucas spit.

"The name's Bill Cipher, boys." Bill leaned against a locker. "And I can be your worst nightmare if you ever touch Mabel."

"Oh really?" Dylan taunted.

"That's right." Bill nodded.

"Bill," Mabel came out into sight, "let's just go."

"No, Mabel," Bill said without turning to her, "I need to teach these boys a lesson."

"I think you already did." Mabel sighed. "You punched Dylan in the cafeteria."

"Yeah," Dylan said, sounding a little afraid.

"Can we just go?" Mabel grabbed Bill's arm.

"Go where?" He turned around with a smile.

Mabel hesitated, looking down. Then she looked back up at him with glistening eyes. "Home."