𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 ! dipper pines

xx. Sock Opera

a/n
During one of the sections of this book, I have a song suggestion. If you care to multi-task, then I'll put the location of the song at the proper section.
xoxo.

Y/n's pov

For the past couple of days I've been living on the roof, crying and enjoying life. Ya know the usual. I have to make at least 2 or 3 trips into the Shack, 4 if I'm feeling lucky.

Every time I go downstairs I make sure Dipper isn't in sight and I sneak to the kitchen or bathroom. I don't even think he knows I'm living on the roof which is funny because if this situation was flipped I'd be looking for him nonstop.

Ever since Bill visited me that one night, I've had doubtful thoughts, but then I would have something good put in my mind and it really confused me at times. I would fight with the bad thoughts and usually I'd win and only once did the bad thoughts win.

I've been listening through the walls about events that has happened, Mabel went against Pacifica on some golf competition which I quickly lost interest in, Soos's briefcase he stole was a laptop, Mabel met some guy who turned out to be a puppeteer and she became 'in love', Dipper wanted her help unlocking the laptops password but she had to prepare for her puppet show to impress that guy from earlier, and even through the walls this whole laptop thing was making Dipper crazy.

I really wanted to help him figure everything out but then that voice would remind me of what he did and I instantly agreed, knowing that if I didn't then I'd get in a fight again with myself and those were starting to get boring.

As I was in the kitchen getting food I heard the attic door open so I quickly dove behind a counter, hoping it wasn't Dipper. But when I peeked through a crack in the counter, I saw it was Dipper in his jacket, not the one he gave me, laptop in hand, as he headed for the roof.

He better not take forever up there...I want to sleep.

I walked up the ladder and pressed my ear against the trapdoor so I could hear what he was doing. When I heard a ding that I would repeatedly have to listen to every night, I closed my eyes and reopened them when it stopped.

What am I doing? Better question...why am I doing this? I just want to talk to him.

He had his laptop up there and was still guessing the password. "I can't take that sound anymore." He started pounding on the laptop and yawned. "There has to be some kind of shortcut or clue. Who would know about secret codes?"

Bill would know but it's a good thing he isn't around.

"I think I know a guy!~" A high pitched male voice responded almost immediately.

Oh no, Bill.

I should have never told him to go after some one else. Let alone Dipper. No matter how hard I try to make myself mad at him, its almost impossible. Something in me is just too demanding for him.

"Well, well, well. Your often persistent Pinetree. Hats off to you!~" I felt the world tilt sideways, which caused my face to slam into the ladder, but then brought back to its original place.

"You again!" I heard Dipper yelling and I could only imagine the anger on his face.

"Did you miss me? Admit it you missed me!~"

"Hardly. You worked with Gideon. You tried destroying my uncles mind!" Dipper replied, footsteps fumbling around the rooftop.

That's a good reason to not like someone.