Bill's p.o.v
I was at the grocery store, buying some things to eat and to cook with when I saw him. My breath caught in my throat. He just walked past me and ignored me.
I guess I had to see that coming since we didn't talk in weeks ever since he discovered who I was and may I add, I didn't want this to turn out this way. I wanted it to be more...gentle as realization.
I had planned to have a date, in proper words, together at a fancy restaurant because yes, Gravity Falls changed. I don't know if it happened for the best or for the worst.
More people came here and more houses were getting built. Almost all the people who were once here, migrated to another place. Really, it was sad to see. All of this changing so quickly and so gravely.
I kept my eyes on him while he did his groceries. I couldn't help it. He had changed a bit. His soul was less tormented just like his head but his heart is bleeding.
I knew that he knew I was looking at him, yet he did nothing to it. I think I really fed him up with my shit. He turned around locked his eyes with mine. For a moment, I could see all the hatred he had for me. I gulped. It was hard to believe that such a naive, kind kid would hold up this much anger.
I followed him to the cash and paid my things as well. He had his earphones plugged in once again and I sighed. Always listening to music.
I followed him home, but made sure to stay at a reasonable distance from him so he wouldn't notice my presence as I teleported my grocery bags home.
I saw his bags tear open but I couldn't go to him. He would've freaked out and probably hit me over and over with his harsh words. I remember the last words he spoken to me and they still hurt but I guess I was looking forward for that slap back to reality.
I waited a bit, letting him get inside and settled before I knocked on the door. Everyday I came, I hoped he would open the door and let me explain myself. Everyday, is a big deception.
Today was no exception. "Dipper, please. Open the door, I just want to talk." I said. He didn't even bother to listen this time. I sighed as I dropped a rose and a letter by his door and left.
What was the point of staying, if this time, he doesn't even bother to sit by the door and listen to me talk without comprehending and assimilating the informations I was giving him. Maybe another day.
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