Tell me it's not true, even if it's a lie

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Pov Dipper

I've kept my vision a secert for two days. I've been getting more and there the same thing. Ones more violent than the other, someone painful than the others.

When I look at my friends
I see blood
I see bullet holes
I see ripped clothing
I see them extremely hurt.

Then when I look at myself
I see bullet holes
I see gunshells in front of me
I see blood everywhere
On my hands
On my chest
On my arms
On my face
I see injectors
I see death.

They've been eating me alive and I can't cope anymore. I just want someone to tell me it won't happened, even if it's not true.

The feeling is consuming my very soul as I try to bury it deep in me. The vision makes me want to end my life.
I-If I-I'm not here, not e-even breathing even for a bit than they'll be safe.

Safe from all this madness.

The end of the school day and I rush home because I can just see blood and only that. I blink and see everything is back to normal. I didn't want to see them dead, I didn't want to see them get hurt because of me.

I ran home while Mabel walked. I open the door and close it, I brust into tears. I kept on crying and crying. Something was happening to me, my hands were slowly turning black. My wings appeared and then they turned pitch black.

"N-No! " I sobbed.
"I-I d-don't want it to be true." I cried.

I pushed my hair back as it came back to my eyes. Everything was hurting my chest, my sides, my arms, my legs and my head. I hear the door open and cover my mouth because I didn't want them to hear me.

I see my mom come in and her eyes widen as she saw me. I stepped back as she took a step closer.

"I-I d-don't want to hurt y-you." I said.
"Mason it's alright." she said.


I felt more tears come down my face as I look at her. I kept on nodding no as she walked up to me.

"Tell me that it's not true." I kept saying.
"Even if it's true." I said after uncovering my mouth.

My mother hugged me tight as I put my wings away. My hands and my forearm were still pitch black. I kept on nodding and saying no to myself as my mother held me. I didn't want this to be the end, I didn't want this to be true.

Please

Tell me it's not true, tell me its not true.

Please

Lie even if its true, tell me anyway.

Please

Tell me that it's going to be okay, that nothing bad will happen.

Please

Tell me that I'm safe.

Please

Tell me that I can live to see my own future.

Please

Tell me that I can love him everyday.

Please

Tell me, Tell me, Tell me that I'm still going to be here to protect them.

Please

Tell me lies, so I can feel okay.

Please

Comfort me and tell me that its not going to happen.

Please

Lie to me even if I can tell.

Please

D-Don't let me see them get hurt because of me.

Please

T-Tell me it's not true, even if its a lie.

Please...

My eyes start to glow and my mother tried to comfort me as best as she could.

"Mason it's okay." She said.
"Tell me its not true." Tears flew down my cheeks.

She hugged me as I sobbed on her shoulder. She looked at me and we sat down. She let's go of me and gives me a dull smile. We heard the door open and Mabel came in. Mom gave her a look and she took a phone (Don't know who's) and rushed to her room.

"It's going to be okay." She said.
"T-Tell me its not true." I sobbed.
"Mason my child." She said.

She kissed my forehead and my eyes glowed. More tears flowed down my face and I covered my mouth.

"Mason it's alright, you're going to be okay." She said.
"T-Tell me its not true.....j-just tell me, even if its a lie." I cried.
"I-It's not going to happen, it's not." She said.

She hugged me tight and I stopped sobbing. I knew she was lying, I just wanted to believe it's not true.

Just tell me pretty little white lies.

"M-Mom... " I mumbled.
"Can i-it not happen? " I asked.
"Sweetie don't worry, visions aren't always right." She said.
"I-It feels so real." I mumbled.
"It can feel real and it's sometimes tricking you for no reason." She said.
"Has it ever lied to you?" I asked.
"I was younger and I was dating a angel. I had a vision that he was going to give me something amazing. I was wrong he didn't, he was about to slap me until your father stepped in. He defended me and I ended up falling for him." She said.
"O-Okay. " I said.
"The vision felt so real and it was amazing." She said.
"I-I just d-don't want mines to come true." I said.
"It won't Mason, it won't." She smiled.
"I-It's just coming up o-over and over again." I said.
"It's alright Mason." She smiled.
"I-I just don't want it to be true." I said.
"It won't." She said.
"I-I-I don't want i-it to come true, I-I don't want it to." I mumbled.
"Shh.... Shhh... It's alright." She said.

She wiped my tears away and smiled at me. I-I couldn't handle this anymore.

After a few minutes eyes weren't red anymore. My mother hums a song from her child hood.

"You can go outside if it makes you feel better Mason." She smile.
"Okay." I mumbled.
"Alright." She smiled.

She left the room while I looked at the wall. I heard someone knock on the door and I went up and opened it. I open it and I see Bill. Mom must of had given Mabel a signal to call him.

"I-I really need you." I said.
"Let's go." Bill said.

I held his hand as we left my house. I can feel this depressed vibe come off me.

"Just tell me that everything will be over."

"Tell me those little white lies."

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