Alone

Chapter 23

Mabel's POV

I looked up from my bed when I heard a knock at the door.

"Shootingstar it's me. Can I come in?"

"There's not a lock on the door," I answered bitterly. The door opened and Bill stepped inside the room.

"I know." he closed the door. "I just thought I should ask." I didn't respond. I just laid back down. I was kind of hoping he would just go away, but I felt him sit on the edge of the bed. Uggg. "Shootingstar, I need to take some power." I sat up.

"Fine. Go ahead," I responded flatly.

"I promise I won't take as much as last time, so you should be fine."

"I don't care. Just do whatever." He sighed.

"Star, you need to-"

"Just get it over with!" I knew I shouldn't yell, I'm probably asking to get slapped but I didn't care anymore.

"Okay." He then disappeared into my mind and I laid back down on the bed. Surprisingly, I fell asleep before he even came out of my mind.

When I opened my eyes, I was in that same field where I first saw Bill. The first time I ever saw this field, it seemed like the most relaxing place in existence. Now it just brought back painful memories. I didn't turn my head to look for him. I only stared straight ahead.

"Is this the best you can come up with?" I asked, knowing he was here too.

"I thought you liked this place." I saw him sit next to me out of the corner of my eye

"If I remember correctly, you raped me here at least a couple of times. It kind of ruins the serenity." He hesitated before he responded.

"Well, where do you want to go?"

"Why do you care?" I stared at a flower in front of me, before picking it and tossing it away.

" I care because it's irritating to see you like this. I'm just trying to help you."

"Well you can stop." I heard him sigh, and I closed my eyes. When I opened them again, we were somewhere different. I furrowed my eyebrows. "Why here?"

"I thought it would help." I opened my mouth to object, but closed it when I realized, I actually did want to be here. I looked around. We were in the forest. Not just any part though, we were in a clearing I used to go to the first summer we came to Gravity Falls. No one knew about this spot. Not even Dipper. It was where I would go to relax.

"Thanks," I muttered.

"No problem." he sat across from me and smiled. Well, it was more of a smirk actually. What the hell is with him! Why is it so hard to read him. One second he's kissing me, the next he acts like I'm just his slave.

Oh wait, I am.

"No, you're not."

"Really." I looked up at him. "Then what would you call me? A house guest?" I asked sarcastically.

"Star, you're-"

"I'm your slave." I put my head back down. "And that's all I'll ever be." He's been using these abuse methods on me for the past year, breaking me down. So he shouldn't be too surprised that they worked.

"I'm sorry." I just shrugged in response.

"Are you done taking power yet?"

"Yeah."

"Then you should probably get out."

"Do you want me to wake you up or-"

"Just leave me here."

"Okay." he paused for a moment. "Bye Star." I didn't respond and he left.

"Uggg," I buried my head in my knees and started to sob.

I cried until fell asleep in my own mind. Maybe now I could finally get some rest. Who knows how much energy he stole.

When I woke up, I groaned and pulled the blanket back over my head. It felt like someone hit my head with a hammer. Probably a side effect from him taking power.

I had no idea how long I'd been asleep, but judging how hungry I was, I guessed it was a while. But I didn't feel like eating. My mind was too far with the pain from my migraine.

"Oh," I heard Bill as he walked in. "You're finally awake." I didn't respond, I just closed my eyes and hoped he would go away. "Well that's not very nice, now is it." I could practically hear him smirking and mentally rolled my eyes. "You need to get up and eat something." I still didn't respond. "Star," he groaned out sounding frustrated. "I need you to eat, okay?"

"My head hurts," I mumbled out, not moving.

"I know. If you eat something I'll give you your medication and some pain killers.

"I don't want the damn medication I want you to leave me alone!" My head pounded when I yelled but I didn't care. I thought I heard him leave until pulled the covers off of me. "Hey," I struggled as he tried to pick me up. "Let- Go!" He tried to lift me off the bed but I pushed off him and landed on the hard floor with a thud."Ow," I groaned and held my head.

"Please just come. You're being difficult."

"And you're being stubborn," I replied, not looking at him from the ground. He sighed and walked away. I thought about climbing back into bed but decided the ground was more comfortable anyway. I reached up and pulled my sheet down and wrapped myself in it.

Eventually, Bill came back with an apple and breakfast bar in his hands.

"Eat these now." He dropped them in my lap but I didn't budge. "Star, I know you're not feeling good but it will help if you do this. I promise." I hesitated for a moment. "Mabel! You need to-" He started yelling but I cut him off.

"Can I just get some water?" I snapped loudly enough to stop him from yelling.

"Yes," he exhaled and walked out of the room, only to return a moment later with a glass of water. He handed it to me and I eagerly drank it and set the glass down. "Now can you please eat something?" I sighed and picked up the apple and bit into it. Mostly so he would leave me alone. "I will, I'll leave you alone all day if that's what you want, only if you eat."

"Fine," I muttered and kept eating the apple. Bill stood there and watched until I threw the core down. "There, can you leave now?"

"No Star." He knelt down next to me and held out three white pills. "Not until you take these." He dumped them in my hand and picked up my empty water glass and left the room. I stared at the pills in my hand. An antidepressant, anxiety medication, and probably a pain killer. I really didn't want to take them, but Bill probably wouldn't leave until I did. "No, I won't," he responded to my thoughts, walking back in with the glass filled with water and handed it to me. I quickly took them and drank some water to wash them down.

"There, happy," I asked sarcastically.

"Ecstatic," he mocked my tone.

"Are you leaving today?" I asked, hoping he would.

"No, but I'll leave you alone if you want." I didn't respond, hoping he wouldn't get the message. "Okay," he sighed and stood up to leave my room. When he got to the door he turned around and opened his mouth to say something, but quickly shut it, and closed the door behind him.

Once he was gone, I climbed back into bed and pulled the covers over me, hoping the medication would kick in soon.