Broken Constellations (Billdip high school AU)

Chapter 7 - Confrontation

The week had rolled by just as quickly as any other, but this time Dipper found himself enjoying it, and when the weekend came, he felt rather sullen. Dipper was still unable to go anywhere, same with Mabel. It took a visible toll on both of them. They had grown lazier and Mabel's eccentric energy had significantly died down.

Upon hearing of Dippers newfound friendship however, she smiled. "I'm happy you made a friend finally." Mabel had been cooking some odd food when she said it, and Dipper was sitting on the kitchen counter telling his twin about his week. He didn't usually talk so much about himself but he couldn't help but go on and on about how funny and oddly eccentric Bill was. Mabel had lifted a questioning eyebrow here and there every time Dipper mentioned him, and even gave some knowing chuckles. Dipper didn't notice, to enthralled in what he was saying.
"You must rEAlly like him." Mabel said with a deviant smile.

Dipper looked at her oddly before shaking his head and finally deciding to take the subject off of himself. "Yeah, so what's up with you and Pacifica?" He had forgotten with all the stuff about the Killer on the loose, that he had been meaning to ask her this since the day he picked her up from that house.

Mabel's demeanor visibly shifted into something more stiff and unsure. "Um, we're friends now.." she drifted off as she stirred a wooden spoon in a pot.

Friends? Dipper questioned to himself. Pacifica has bullied and ridiculed Mabel since he could remember. Dipper couldn't help but wonder if Mabel's real friends knew about this.

"So what about Candy and Grenda? Is she friends with them too?" Dipper pressed on with slight agitation. It was starting to irritate him. How could Mabel be friends with someone like her?

Mabel looked away from her brothers face. She felt slightly ashamed and couldn't deny that she knew the reason why he was asking this. "Nooo... she's not.." she dragged out abashedly.

"Do they even know, Mabel?" He continued on.

Mabel ceased her stirring and turned around to face him. Her face was stone cold. "No, they don't. And you're not going to say anything."

Dipper made a face as he took in this new demeanor Mabel decided to try on. "Why? Because you know they'll be pissed? I'm not gonna lie, Mabel. This is fucking irritating. Do I even need to explain why?"

Mabel threw the spoon in her hand to the floor, with a loud crash of wood to tile, splattering some food that resided on the spoon. "You are not my father, do not scold me. Pacifica and I have made our peace, and what I choose to do with our friendship is my business and my business alone." Her voice was cold and her face was distressed from all the frustration this confrontation brought her.

Dipper scoffed and nodded his head, his brown hair falling in front of his eyes. He didn't bother to brush it away. "You know it must be easy to betray your friends when you get one who's richer and prettier, but some of us don't even have the luxury of seeing their best friends." He glared at his sister.

"Oh boo-hoo, stop acting so alone all the time, Bill is your friend." Mabel glared back at dipper who had just hopped off the counter and was now gripping it tightly with white knuckles.

"My friend? He is nothing compared to the friends I once had. He's just some guy we met at school. You have real fucking friends who care about you, who talk to you everyday, who you've know for yeARS! And you're here flaunting around with the enemy and lyinG!" He gestured towards her angrily. Dippers forehead was beginning to sweat as the anger in his belly finally gave way and spat fire out of his mouth in the form of words. He was on a roll now, and he couldn't stop. "You can be so fucking dumb sometimes, you know that? I know you've always been naive, Mabel, but this really takes the fucking cake. At this point I don't even recognize you. The Mabel I know wouldn't do this to her friends. She wouldn't be standing here glaring at me and talking to me like I'm not her twin. Can't you see? Pacifica's already changed you. And yet you act as if I have no reason to be fucking pissed that you are hanging out with her. Well guess what? I hope you enjoy her company a lot because I don't want to be around you anymore." He spat out those words in a finalization that Mabel knew she couldn't reverse.
Mabel saw his eyes build up with tears before he turned around and headed for his room. And there it was again. That aggravating sense of guilt. She hated it.