The End of All Things {BOOK 1} ✔ Complete

Chapter 8

Dip-Dop's P.O.V. boiiiiiii

When Bill disapears I was left alone and confused. I honestly didn't think it was that much of a problem, but from the way Bill left in such a hurry I couldn't help but chew on my lip and pace. Biting my lip is a habit that I should really stop doing, but the pain gives me an odd sense of.. relief? God that probably sounds really bad. What I mean is that the pain reminds me that I'm still alive and human. Okay that's still sounds horrible. Ummm.... I guess it's just satisfying? Nope. That's the worst one yet. I'll just stop digging myself a deeper hole now.

Geez, no wonder I failed miserably at tutoring, I tried to tutor a junior last year, but I sucked so much that he asked for a different person and I ended up quitting. The poor kid ended failing an exam 'cause of me. My explanation skills are pretty much non-existent so teaching is definitely out of the question for me. I couldn't teach even the perfect student if I tried. Maybe I could be a office worker when I grow up?

Nah, I don't have the patience, or the attention span for that. I would probably forget what I was doing and end up not getting anything done. I heard that my aunt was one of the best workers at a popular company named.... er what was it? I think it was something like... Youpube? No... Mootube? I don't remember, but alot of kids my age watch it and I heard people can make money off it.

I know! I could be a cook! I would be a really famous one too, and all the people would pay millions of dollars just to have some. Well except for the fact I hate cooking and don't know how to. I doubt people would pay for Ramen or microwave mac 'n' cheese. I would be better at tasting the food. I would literally make money by eating really good food. That's perfect! Wait what if they make me eat really gross things like anchovies. Or corn.... I don't know why but I hate the way corn tastes. It's texture is the worst part though. It tastes like slimy scales.

Now that i think about it my aunt ate snake scales once when she was hig- wait a minute. Wasn't I talking about why Bill left. Jeez how did I get from that to my high aunt? That's another problem I have, I get off topic too easily. I swear once I was talking about algebra to my teacher then I was talking about my step-brothers dog named June bug. June bug used to eat ju- NO. I'm not going off topic again. I do that too much.

By the time I snapped out of my thoughts my lip was bleeding so much it stained my shirt from dripping off my chin. I had also stepped on a pencil and which broke and stabbed into my foot; which was now bleeding profusely. I don't even know how I didn't notice and had continued to pace, but now that I noticed, my leg was throbbing so I attempted to run to my bathroom for my first aid kit. Underline attempted. I actually was about to fall, so I gracefully grabbed my dresser and pulled myself up and limped into my bathroom to fix my wounds.

Ya, no. I couldn't be graceful to save my life.

I ended up slipping on my own blood, and banged my head on my wall which also cut into my forehead when I made a hole by.... ya-know ....high fiving the wallpaper with my face. I hissed in pain and sat up from my floor which was soon to be my final resting place and crawled to my destination so I could fix myself before I bleed out to death. When I finally got to my cabinet I got the kit out which was actually Mabel's 'girl kit'. After searching through the small sparkly pink box I managed to get some containers out. The box had pads and whatever but I didn't care since she's my sister, so what if she has periods. I'd be an idiot if I didn't know that. The containers had some label on it written in purple sharpie and excessive glitter. I ran my index finger over some of them softly mumbling the names.

Disinfectant.... check.
Numbing cream.... check.
Bandaids.... check.
Alchohol.... check.

Wait what's this? I pick up the small bottle of clear liquid and furrow my eyebrows. I set it aside and focus on cleaning myself up. It stings at first but my cuts and what not eventually stop bleeding so I put the bedazzled disney Bandaids on and walk back to my room with the bottle. I flop down on my bed and try to do a small flip, but fail like always in the end.

"I'll get it someday.." I whisper to myself determinedly. (DETERMINATION ❤)

What I first notice on the small clear bottle is the label. It says 'For Dipper and his Boyfriend!' With a small heart. I guess she knew something was up between me and Bill since I've never seen this in the kit except before I met Bill. I unscrew the cap and scrunch my nose up at the slimy substance inside, but nevertheless stick my finger in and rub the liquid between my thumb and forefinger. It makes my fingers slippery, but that's pretty much it. I don't get what I'm supposed to use it for, I'm probably just using it wrong. Shrugging I put the container on my bed table next to me.

I'm about to go to bed, but my stomach decides it wants some food. I look at my alarm clock and my eyes nearly budge out at the sight. In big red letters 5:49 p.m. is displayed across the small digital screen. Didn't I just wake up!? Last I checked it was 6:13 a.m. in the morning! I seriously need to stop getting lost inside my own head, I'm missing meals because of it. I'm already underweight enough.

Deciding I should eat I run down stairs; almost tripping again. Looking through my cabinets I finally decide on Nutella. Like always, and grab my spoon while heading to my couch. I plop down and watch the entire season of Yuri on Ice for the 5th time. Suddenly I hear barking and scratching at my front door. When I walk over to the door and open it a small cat runs in. After a little bit of inspecting it I find out that's it homeless (no collar) and decide to keep it; naming it Code.

I was going to wait a while for Bill to show up, but it was already past midnight, so I decided to just head off to bed. I already knew that I wasn't going to be able to sleep correctly, and therefore I put on a random song (music above) and drift off into a dreamless sleep.

A/N
Boom chapter! Hope you enjoy!! I'm really sorry about the sloppy updating! I'm busy with a lot of stuff in real life, so my updating schedule is just all over the place ~nervous laughter~ Please forgive me!
~Love and Potatoes

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